I woke up the next morning, refreshed and excited that the baby was coming! I told Chris at about 4am that my water had broke last night and we started making the final arrangements. My MIL had planned to take Patsy for the day already, so she was able to pick her up in the morning as planed. Chris dropped Pepper off at the boarding place and I sent an email to the office officially starting my maternity leave. Even after all of that, it was only about 10am. I wasn't having any contractions and it was time to play the waiting game. I tried all of the things that were supposed to kickstart labor (birthing ball, breastpump, warm shower) and none of it worked. I even visited with an acupuncturist and it didn't start labor for me.
The last and final step was to head to the hospital around 5:30pm. My midwife and doula met us there and we talked about the game plan. I was only at 2cm so we needed to start pitocin, get some sleep, see how things are in the morning. The hospital had telemetry monitors so I was able to walk around and be hands free while still being monitored. Because I was attempting a VBAC, baby and I had to be continuously monitored once we arrived at the hospital. My doula went home and would come back again once I was in active labor. By the time I was admitted and hooked up to everything, it was about 6:30pm. It was then that I got ready to hang out with the IV pole and walk around.
|Getting ready to have this baby!|
After walking around for a little while, it was time to get ready for bed. This was around 8:00pm. The contractions were still pretty sporadic but getting under way. I took an Ambien to help fall asleep, and got comfy (well, about as comfortable as I could be).
|Resting and watching Big Bang Theory reruns|
After trying to get some sleep, I realized that wasn't really going to happen. The contractions were coming pretty close together and I couldn't get much rest. It didn't take long before I was wide awake in between contractions. This led to trouble once the Ambien started working its way in my system. Some of you may see where this is going... I started hallucinating as I was working through the contractions. Every time I closed my eyes, I had visions of elephants on motorcycles and Jafar from Aladdin. When I opened my eyes, the floral paintings on the wall became 3D images come to life. As someone that never uses recreational drugs, this was a bit of a scary place to be while working through these contractions.
As the hallucinations continued, the bed became a little too uncomfortable so I moved over to the tub. I could labor in the tub (but couldn't give birth in the tub). I labored in the tub for the next hour or so and things were a little better than the bed. My midwife came in to check the progress and I was at 3+ cm. I called my doula and told her to come back up to the hospital. Things were moving along quickly!
By the time the doula arrived, it was around 11:00pm. The contractions were coming so hard and fast that I didn't have much of a break. It had only been about an hour since my midwife last checked but I asked her to check my progress again. If there hadn't been much progress, I was going to ask for an epidural. I was about ready to cry because I just wasn't getting a break from the contractions. They were coming so hard and so fast. She checked and said I was at 7 cm. I had progressed 4 cm in just 1 hour. I knew it was too late for an epidural and we were going to need to do things the old fashioned way.
At this point, I had to move from the tub to the bed. This baby was going to come soon and I couldn't have the baby in the tub. Over the next hour, contractions continued and I felt the need to push. My midwife said I wasn't at 10 cm yet so I couldn't push. I had to fight the urge to push with each contraction. My doula was able to help with breathing exercises and other methods to work through the contractions. It got to a point where I could no longer fight the urge to push. The midwife then said that the head was right there, and I could start pushing at the next contraction.
I pushed for 15 minutes until little Henry was born at 1:30am. They didn't announce the gender of the baby--we got to see for ourselves once he came out. Upon looking down and holding him for the first time, I cried. I couldn't believe it was a boy! I think Chris and I had both thought it was a girl so we were completely shocked that it was a boy.
|Holding Henry for the first time!|
He was immediately put on my chest and we were able to have that special time as a family.
|I'm looking at Chris in this photo, proud and happy with our little boy|
My doula doubles as a birth photographer so she was able to snap these great shots of us in such a raw and beautiful moment. My mom, mother-in-law and sister-in-law were waiting and came in to see us despite the late hour. It was so wonderful to see them and share the happy news.
Henry David was 7 pounds, 11 ounces and was 21 inches long. He was delivered via VBAC after only 7 hours of labor.
I'm happy with my decision to have a VBAC and I felt supported by the practice, my doula, Chris and my family throughout the process. It was definitely an interesting and exciting experience. Thanks for reading along!