Friday October 19th I woke up around 3:30 AM with contractions. I knew these were much more intense than the Braxton Hicks contractions I had been feeling. I tried to ignore them and go back to sleep but they kept getting stronger. I finally woke Nick up and told him I was hurting. He had downloaded a contraction timer on his iPad, so I asked him to start keeping track. They started off 7 to 12 minutes apart. It really was uncomfortable, but I had no idea if this was the real deal or not. Around 7:30 I got up out of bed and tried to take a nice relaxing bath- which wasn't very relaxing at all. I was feeling lots of back labor at this point and had to stop every few minutes and just fight though these contractions.
Finally around 9:30 I called my doctors office, contractions were less than 5 minutes apart. The nurse told me to head on over to the ER. I have no idea why but I felt completely calm. My biggest fear was getting to the hospital and them telling me I wasn't close enough yet and had to go home. When we pulled into the hospital all the emergency room entrance parking spots were taken, so we had to park in the second level of the parking deck. Walking in was a challenge, I kept having to stop and fight though the contractions. I got to labor and delivery and the nurse checked me out and said I was at 4 cm. I was shocked- still calm but getting excited. She looked at me and told me I was going to have a baby today. Today???? It was 10:30. See I had no expectations of what all this would be like. The entire pregnancy I had prepared myself for the worst- knowing it might be a long dreadful experience.
I got settled into my room and they attempted to get my IV in. It took over 45 minutes- and it was very uncomfortable. I have small veins anyway, but I hadn't eaten or drank anything since the night before so my veins were non existent. Two different nurses tried and they eventually had to bring in an IV specialist. Once my IV was finally in the nurse checked me again and said I was at 7cm! She immediately asked me if I wanted an epidural. I said yes because I had no idea how much longer the process would be, looking back, I don't think I would have gotten one if I would have known how close I was. The nurse gets on the phone and asked the epidural guy to rush to the room.
So the guy came in and did my epidural and I got checked again. The nurse looks at me and says I was at 10 cm and ready to push! My doctor arrived and she said that we should wait 45 minutes to let the baby slide down into the birth canal as much as possible. During the epidural Nick called our Mom's and let them spread the word. I was so afraid that the hospital was going to send me away that I didn't want to call anyone and tell them we were heading in just incase it was a false alarm. Anyways, 45 minutes later I started pushing (although that 45 minutes was very uncomfortable because I felt the urge to push). I pushed for about 20 minutes and before I knew it- Nora arrived!
I can tell you that day was a blur. I had never dreamed I would go into the hospital at 10:30 and have a baby by 2:00. I expected labor to be so much worse. I can tell you kidney stones were a million times more painful. I am not saying it wasn't painful, but it wasn't anywhere near as bad as I thought it might be. It was actually a pretty pleasant experience. I think the recovery afterwards for me was harder than labor and delivery. I am glad I waited as long as I did to actually go the hospital, laboring at home for so long before we went in made the process better I think. Every birth story is so different, I had heard the good, the bad, and the ugly- but mine was wonderful. I almost feel guilty telling how easy it was, but I did have a complicated pregnancy, so I kinda felt like this was my reward. Actually, Nora was my reward. The whole process- pregnancy and giving birth- such miracles, such amazing things that our bodies are created to do. XO
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