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I had just taken my leave, one day into it to be exact. She wasn't suppose to come till 12/9. Wednesday night I was sitting at the computer...updating my family and friends about how I'm still here. Even though my dr told me the day before at my weekly visit that she could come this weekend, I still didn't think it would happen. Boy, I was wrong! Thanksgiving morning around 4:45am I woke up out of bed to urinate. As I made way for the bathroom I felt my panty getting wet. I had a feeling I wasn't urinating. However, I hadn't had any contractions throughout the night. So I went into the bathroom and checked as I sat and urinated. Sure enough it wasn't urine. I immediately called my dr's office where the on-call dr called her and she advised me to go to the hospital.
Husband and I was at the hospital by 5:30. Since I wasn't completely gushing out with liquid, the nurse had to take a sample that dripped onto the ground. Minutes later she confirmed I was in "active" labor and that the hospital was admitting me.
By 7, they had relocated me from the preparation room to an actual L&D room. One of the drs I was seeing was leaving for the day and another was coming aboard so I was told, no one would see me just yet and since I already had my water break the dr wouldn't need to check if I was dilating. The nurse said it would cause more harm than good (effections). So I stay in my room for another good 3hrs. All the while the nurse was really good. She told me I could change positions, go for a walk, squat, lean over the bed, stand up on my feet and move from side to side, and so forth. By now the contractions were awful! I had my first baby with no meds and epidural at all and I vowed to do the same again. CRAZY ME! I tried to keep my mind off of the pain...took on breathing techniques I learned. By 11ish I really felt bad contractions...and I knew my baby had made a start in heading downwards...I felt the intense pressure from the contractions and now my contractions were so close together...within a few minutes and lasted for almost a minute each time.
The nurse was really great...she kept assuring me that I was doing fine and that my baby's heartbeat and all was great. She even told my mom I probably had the best record of all the patients she's seen. Haha what a tease! My husband was handling the whole situation really well. I think he did a whole lot better this time around than the first. My mom was stressed about the amount of time I've been in the hosp and I hadn't given birth yet...she even thought my baby might be breeched, but hubby didn't let it bother her.
At 12pm, I felt the more pressure from contractions and the nurse knew it, just by looking at the recordings. She asked if I needed the dr to check me now. I said yes. Well, my dr was busy but gave the ok for the nurse to check instead. The nurse checked and said I had dilated to an 8, but not to push yet. Crazy thing was that my dr had two other patients in the L&D floor too. That explained why she was so busy. So we all were pretty much on a race to see who would deliver first. OMG! At 1pm my dr finally came in...checked and said I was almost there. The nurse started setting up the table and scale area. My mom was really relieved by then. Thank goodness! The dr left and went to check on the other patients.
Shortly after 1:30pm, I really had the urge to push...so the nurse called for my dr to immediately come over because she felt I was there. The dr checked one last time and oh yes, the baby's head was there. My husband knew it too. Everyone kept assuring me I could push now. At 1:40 I started pushing. Despite the unbearable pain and that unpleasant "ring of fire" feeling because I didn't take any meds or epidural, I pushed twice and baby Madelyn came at 1:44pm. Ah, it was the best feeling. I didn't care about that ring of fire anymore. All I knew was the little princess on my tummy, the one who came on Thanksgiving Day...I didn't care if I wasn't going to be able to enjoy a turkey dinner tonight. Here in front of me was the BIGGEST reason why I should be thankful.
Funny thing was that my dr previously told me on Tuesday that my second born was going to be about 8 lbs...alot bigger/heavier than her older sibling. Well, Madelyn was 6 1/2 lbs. Hehe....
We're home now and it's like being a "new" mom all over again after several years. Thank goodness for the support of family and friends I can be a mom again.
What a great birth story... helps keep me motivated for a painmed-free delivery! Congratulations on your baby girl. Now she is really something to be thankful for Thank you for sharing your birth story.