Emerald’s Birth Story
Jonathan worked night shift and I had been on a night shift schedule with him so that we could spend time together. The night of July 29th neither of us could go to sleep even though I had my 39 week appointment the next morning at 8 am! By the time 5 am rolled around, neither of us had come close to falling asleep so we got up and did the only thing to do that early in the morning. We got a Starbucks and headed to watch the sunrise on the beach. Looking back I know it was Jesus giving us this last moment together with just the two of us. He’s Good that way.
We then headed to my appointment. On the way I mentioned to Jonathan that I had been having some regular contractions since about 4am. No biggie, I had these all the time. However in the back of my mind I was thinking that these felt different, stronger. At the appointment I had a scheduled NST where I was showing strong, regular contractions every 3-5 minutes. My doctor was of the mindset to go ahead and admit me, he convinced me that if he broke my water that labor would intensify on its own and we could have this baby today.
Of course I said ok. and we headed to the hospital at 10 am.
Let me remind you that neither of us had any sleep at all the night before. We felt like walking zombies. They admitted me, hooked me up to fluids and a monitor where I stayed semi-uncomfortable until about 5pm when the doctor came around to break my water. Well, let me tell you something, that was the most painful thing I have ever felt and I consider myself a pretty tough person. For whatever reason he was unable to puncture the bag of fluids. He must have tried for 20 minutes. It was horrible.
So at this point I am in extreme pain, bleeding heavily now, cramping and definitely having worse contractions even though my water was indeed still intact. I was given the option to go home but once again I didn’t know what to do. Jonathan was completely supportive of whatever I wanted to do but he didn’t know either. The problem was at this point I just wanted this baby out! I was completely sleep deprived so whatever amount of pain I was feeling was intensified. So I opted to stay overnight, I found it comforting to be monitored. So we stayed, ate Chick-filet, walked the hallways, watched the Olympics on TV, walked some more and pretty much didn’t get any sleep for the 2nd night in a row. I was offered Ambien but turned it down, I wish I had taken it!
6 am rolls around and my wonderful nurse let me have apple juice even though I was supposed to be NPO. The doctor came in about this time to try and break my water a 2nd time. I was so nervous and on edge because of how bad it had hurt the day before. He was successful in under a minute. It didn’t hurt at all! We all could not believe the difference in the 2 times that he tried. He wanted to start me on a low dose of pitocin to speed things up. This was something I wasn’t too sure about but I just went with it. My contractions immediately intensified. It was painful but I was so excited to be on the road to getting her out! But By 10 am I was done for, no sleep in 2 days and the contractions were killer. So I go an epidural.
After that it was wonderful! I freaking loved that epidural. I was able to nap for about an hour when my nurse rushed in to look at my monitor, freaking me out in the process. The baby had had a heart decel for no apparent reason. So I switched sides and her HR came back up. After that I napped a little bit more.
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