Maybe this pre Mothers Day blog hop is what I need to help this blog get on track.
We will go back to the beginning for a moment. After that we can go back to the teen adventures I am dealing with that started this .5 of a blog as I call it.
We will go back to the beginning for a moment. After that we can go back to the teen adventures I am dealing with that started this .5 of a blog as I call it.
My mother had two live births and too many miserable pregnancies that ended in miscarriage.
My birth was such a mess it did a lot of damage. To carry my brother to term she had to have a cerclage and be on bed rest.
My birth was such a mess it did a lot of damage. To carry my brother to term she had to have a cerclage and be on bed rest.
If there was anything I knew about child birth it was the following: It's natural but it will kick your butt on the pain scale and other wise.
I wanted to be ready. I wanted to be drugged. The idea of CIO or Mind Over Matter did not even enter my head.
I was 20 years old. I was single. It was an exciting time.
Fast forward to late September.
I had a last minute Dr. check scheduled for right around the due date they had given me.
At which time I was told my body was giving no serious indication that it was in transition towards labor and delivery.
I had a last minute Dr. check scheduled for right around the due date they had given me.
At which time I was told my body was giving no serious indication that it was in transition towards labor and delivery.
I was incensed having been pregnant ALL year. I just knew he would want to do something about this. He was content to wait. I went home.
The following Thursday morning as I was drying after a shower my plug fell out.
Labor in it's own slow natural way was beginning. I called the hospital. They said to come in and get things checked. As ready as I was sure I was this sent me into a tizzy. It took me the rest of the day to make sure I was packed and supplied properly.
When I arrived and they checked my fluids and cervix they sent me home. If I could be annoyed by medical professionals they were working up the short list.
Breathe Breathe Breathe Release Relax...pant
Breathe Breathe Breathe Release Relax...pant
As Saturday rolled through contractions started. I sat around with my roommate who for the weekend was giddy like he was going to be a dad.
We timed and kept tabs on how my slow but steady labor was progressing. By 10 or 11pm they were regular and getting closer together but not overly intense.
We timed and kept tabs on how my slow but steady labor was progressing. By 10 or 11pm they were regular and getting closer together but not overly intense.
I decided on a nice bath. Either I would be a really clean relaxed lady in the delivery room or I would put myself to sleep for the last time solo was my thinking. Indeed the latter happened.
Around 6am that Sunday morning I awoke to a serious contraction. We are talking an 8 on the pain scale. It subsided and I called my mother to come and pick me up as planned.
As she got up to get ready my dad grabbed the phone and wanted to chat. My body was too distracted and I quickly bid him adieu.
Contractions were coming hard and regular. Not so much that I thought I might transition into delivery any time soon. Serious enough however that I knew the day had come.
I was in the hospital about one hour later. It would be 12 hours before this ordeal was a complete success.
...to be continued...
Thanks for sharing your childbirth story at the Mother's Day Childbirth Blog Hop! I read through a couple of your childbirth posts and I can relate to the whole thing being such an ordeal. At least with my first. Probably one of the worst experiences in my life. Luckily my second was faster and easier and I knew what to expect. It's funny how women have been giving birth since the beginning of time but when it's your first you still have no idea what's going to happen!
ReplyDeleteThank you. It was a fun trip down memory lane to remember the ordeal. I do definitely feel like any subsequent times will be much smoother just because I made it through once already.
DeleteNext time I have the opportunity I hope to have a water birth with no drugs. We shall see...
I love that you've broken up your story into phases!!!! Much easier to digest! Maybe I should try that instead of making 2000 word posts. haha! Thanks for linking up at the Mother's Day blog hop!
ReplyDeleteIt was not my intention. lol I joined the hop and then set out to write. When I hit around 500 words here we were. When I hit around 1000 we had gotten right to the delivery but that did not quite feel like the end. Ah the writing life. Sometimes the story tells and defines itself.
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