I am going to attempt to recount a little of yesterday’s events, since several of our visitors told me I will never remember everything! I may get in to some details, but I’ll try and keep it clean. I just wanted every pregnant woman out there to have a GOOD labor story to hold on to, amidst all of the horror stories people love to tell you for some reason.
I have to give credit to my friend Kimberly who always assured me that what happened to me yesterday is indeed possible! I know sometimes things are uncontrollable, but a (somewhat) drama-free delivery is possible!
I went to the doctor on Monday morning, one day past my due date. I knew we would be scheduling my induction, I just didn’t realize it would be THAT night! My favorite midwife was on call, and I had been pleading my case for her to deliver my baby for 9 months. She would not be on call for another week and a half or so, so she wanted to deliver the baby yesterday!
We were told we might be called as early as 4:00 p.m., but didn’t receive the call to head to the hospital until 12:30 a.m. I told Josh I felt contractions suddenly when we got in the car. Little did we know, I was going in to labor on my own. We didn’t get a room until 3:00 a.m.! They neglected to give me one of the medicines since it appeared things were happening on their own. I requested a shot for my pain, which I gladly accepted in my hip, and Josh and I slept for a few hours.
Around 6:30, Josh’s parents arrived and my shot began wearing off a bit. Josh’s mom helped me breathe through some of my contractions. I then received some medicine through my I.V. that didn’t make the contractions hurt less, although it did make me care MUCH less about how much they were hurting. My parents then arrived when I was in my delirious state. I felt so bad they didn’t get to see me when I was gossiping with my nurse about her cheating boyfriend and 12-day Hawaiian cruise. Not long after they arrived, I asked for my epidural.
Although I felt like it may have been a little early, I remembered some great advice I received – “Don’t try and be a hero.” The epidural was nothing! The pain shot I had received earlier hurt worse. After telling the anesthesiologist how much I loved him, all of the pain went away! They then upped my pitocin (to strengthen contractions) since I didn’t feel anything, and I went from 2 cm dialated to 7 in just a couple of hours. I literally slept through 3 cm – 10 cm. They woke me and told me it was time to push.
Ladies, all I can say is push like you mean it. Remember, they cut off your epidural if you’re not pushing hard enough. I couldn’t even feel my contractions, so my nurse and midwife would tell me when I was having one and that it was time to push. I literally pushed 3 times, and Dylan was in this world! The lights were off in the room, my midwife didn’t even have her gown on. They hadn’t called the pediatrician, it was chaos for a few minutes. No one expected him to come so quickly. I will never forget the look on my midwife and nurse’s face when his head came out. They were SHOCKED! I can remember asking, “was that his head!?”
So, it was all a quick and relatively painless process. The repairs/attention to me after the birth took 3 times longer than the actual birth!
Dylan is perfect. He’s on his way back from the nursery as we speak (something else I recommend since I just got about 7 hours of uninterrupted sleep).
More pictures to come …
Dylan Cash Brown
7 lbs. 12 oz.
21 inches long