Well, I had my baby on July 1st.
Went through contractions all day, thinking they were braxton hicks contractions. 1 minute long- 5 minutes apart...
My man and I went to our friends house for a game night and BBQ burgers... the pains got stronger throughout the evening and by 8:30/9 pm, I told him I wasn't okay. We got home at 10 pm, I felt like I had to pee so I sat down and noticed blood on my pad! I relaxed my body and felt a POP. My water broke!! I told my partner and he said," oh. It's happening. Okay! Let's do this!! Put some clothes on. Let's go!"
But I couldn't move. I was drenched in sweat and shaking in shock and fear and pain.
I called the hospital- still naked on the toilet- and told them I'm in labor with what little breath I had between contractions.
My partner got our hospital bags together while I focused my breathing. He tried to put my dress on me but I took it off immediately and tried walking out the door with nothing but a towel wrapped around my bottom. Haha
I got into the car and he told me I needed a shirt even though it was hot and I was drenched. So I complied, put on a shirt and off to the hospital we went.
At this point, My birth plan had gone out the window. I planned on a water birth, music, pain management options- the whole relaxing experience. But there was no time for any of that.
I was asked 3 questions when I arrived: 1. Name and bday, 2. Social security number, and 3. Do I have the urge to push.
After the quick q&a, I was put on a bed and rushed to the very last room they had available. As the nurses sprinted me across the hospital, I could tell more and more nurses were joining the race! The whole time I'm being told not to push, as they check my dilation. Fully. Dialated.
We got into the room, and they finally gave me the okay to push, and without pain medication, my pain got worse and my screams got louder. With every push, I could feel my body stretching and tightening and trying it's best to not be in pain. The nurses had me turn onto my side, held my leg up, and I could tell with my last push- my last guttural screams, at least 3 nurses left the room. I could feel my baby coming out with each push. I felt EVERYTHING. The head, the shoulders and hips and knees, the umbilical cord wrapped around my body as my partner cut off my shirt so my baby could be put onto my chest. I could even feel the placenta coming out afterwards.
They tried taking my vitals but my body was literally shaking like I was in a seizure. I was in shock. The whole time I kept saying "I can't. I can't" but there she was. The most beautiful blessing I had ever seen. I've never fallen in love faster than I did on July 1st. #delivery #birthstory #labor