So I never made a ‘birthstory’ and its not for any reason, i will say however even the day after Oakley was born, i just remember it feeling like such an out-of-body experience. I believe if i told this story a week later or 6 months later or now it wouldn’t have changed, cause it was SO out of it and really don’t remember timelines, i just remember events! so i’m going to write it all out, and it might not be all that good, but hay! thats my story!
As many know i was a beast when i was pregnant, i gained an average 26lbs but i was so swollen and retained SO much water i couldn’t bend my feet or really do anything! i took my wedding rings off at 26 weeks and i was just, a hot pregnant mess!! At 35 weeks my OBGYN sent me for an ultrasound to see why i was measuring so big, was it water? was it baby? etc, at that ultrasound O was already 6lbs so that was my reason for measuring 4 weeks ahead, well that at because my belly went straight out! At my 38&39 week appt my dr swept my membranes and stretched me as i was already 1cm dilated since 37 weeks, I was SUPER hopeful as i knew a couple people that went into labour just that day or the day after they had their membranes swept. However it didn’t do anything for me unfortunately! My 39 week appt was really about 39+4 as my dr was on holidays, so at that appt we discussed what my options were going to be i had NO signs of labour ahead really other then i had lost some weight which some say is a sign and my BP was getting a little high for me (regular 70/120 higher 90/150) but nothing like this is defiantly happening i feel something going on!… and since i was already measuring 44weeks pregnant when she was measuring my uterus, she said she was going to call the on call dr that was going to be on, on the weekend and to look forward to a call from her later that day. Well it was just a couple of hours later and she called me to tell me that the on call dr told the hospital to call me on sunday [39+6 which was also CANADA DAY!] morning and as soon as they had a bed for me i was to come in to get induced! i was so excited to meet my little man and to just be a mom and not be pregnant anymore. I called my hubby right away and he shared my excitement as we were just happy to have an eviction date for him. Sunday morning i got up at 6 am and showered and did my hair and my makeup and got dressed etc, i didn’t know when they were going to call me so i wanted to be prepared to leave the house the second they called cause i was so anxious! haha on a side note we only live 5 min from my hospital too so its perfect. At about 11 am i got a call from the hospital to come on in ! so Tyler packed up the car and off we went. We walked into the hospital at about 1115 and went up to labour and delivery they took my papers and got me weighted in and got my height etc. they put me into my room and there i was, i remember looking around thinking oh my god! this is where i am going to have my baby, what?? crazy talk! Anyways they hooked me up to the monitors to check the heart beat and to check my contractions, my nurse then asked me all the question that they usually ask, if i had a birth plan, if i wanted pain medications, who i wanted in the room etc. about an hours later my OBGYN came in to my room by surprise since she wasnt on call but she came in to start my induction, she insert my first dose on cervadil, which BTW totally hurt for a woman she had big hands! AND i was so posterior and i wasnt effaced at all so it wasnt fun being put in. So 1pm ISH i was 1cm dilated, 0%effaced. At about 230 they came back to check on me they had said that Oakley wasn’t responding to the cervail very well and they have to remove it as i was have contractions back to back to back [which werent doing anything because i couldn’t feel them at all but again was making Os heartrate go way down then way up] So she took the cervadil out and they said they would put me on pitocin. so they put my IV in and got me rigged up. i was still have contractions every 3 minutes but again they wernt painful or doing anything as when they came to check me a couple of hours later i was STILL only 1cm dilated and 0%effaced. At this point i was SUPER sad that not one thing was working, so my OBGYN came back to visit me and said ok its 530 I’m going home for the night we have 2 options keep going with the pit or break your water and keep on the pit. So i was really trying everything to move it along so i told her to break my water. Just as she told me it would, it felt like i was peeing myself and it was warm and she told me it was clear fluid and that all looked great, i remember her telling me she thought i would have a lot more water than i did because my belly was just so big! Anyways, she cleaned up and changed my pads and wished me good luck, and on her way she went, about 15 min later i decided to get up and walk around and bounce on the birthing ball. As i was bouncing i was in my hospital gown with a bra and tank top on underneath.. can’t remember if i had underwear on?? bounce bounce bounce and all of a sudden Oakley’s head must of been going up and down and all my water came flowing out on the floor!! i was like oh my god ! it’s everywhere! and when i say everywhere i really mean everywhere it was like a puddle the size of like a 4 foot x 4 foot area around me, i was so lucky thought i was able to keep bouncing and my husband and my wonderful SIL cleaned it up.. haha, suckers. It was maybe but 5 minutes later and i got my FIRST contraction that i actually FELT. well i thought it was a contraction but i wasnt sure, it was really painful in my back and it just wasnt fun, that was about at 6 pm. i contracted for a couple hours every 3 minutes which were super painful again all the pain in my lower back, and at about 9 they came in and checked me and, defeat. i was only 2cm dilated and like 20%effaced. SRSLY?! was this real life. I walked the halls and was just in so much pain i couldn’t believe it. i mean i could but i breathed through every contraction and kept walking. One of the nurses came over and showed him some pressure points on my back and seriously when i had a contraction she took the pain away, you think my hubby could recreate that? nope. wonk wonk. ha! Any who, hubby and my SIL were a great support system, i alternated between the sitz bath and the birthing ball etc. I remember wondering when it was going to end, when i was going to have him, what he was going to be like, who he was going to look like, and that kept me going, i truly was in so much pain but i had my eye on the prize and i tried to keep going. At about 4am they checked me and i was 4cm and maybe 50%effaced, so really i hadn’t made like any progress, i was so hard-core pain for already 11 hours and i felt like nothing was happening, they asked me if i wanted an epidural, i hummed and though i went in here opened minded not wanting one but if i needed it then i would, i still felt a little defeated when i said yes please. about 45 minutes later the anesthesiologist came in and did his little blurb made me sign the papers and then i got the epidural. immediately after, they gave me the catheter and it didn’t hurt going it but it hurt when it was in, like BAD, i told the nurse and she said to wait and the epidural should help take that pain away and it should kind of adjust itself in there and it will be better, so 1/2 hours later it was still killing me, so i called the nurse and she took it out. and it was instant relief, she said it looked like it was placed perfectly and it looked good so she wasn’t sure why it was hurting, so right after she gave me another catheter and all was good, no pain, it was great. Apparently after that i slept for 2 hours ( so my SIL and husband said ) but i dont remember doing that i felt like i closed my eyes for a second and then i opened them saying ‘oh no not again, no please no’ my epidural didn’t work, like legit it didnt work, i could still move my legs and feel everything, so there i went i laboured in bed, my contractions went like this for the remainder of my labour: 45 second break, contraction for 90 seconds, 45 second break, contraction for 90 seconds, so on and so forth. i couldn’t catch a break and i remember about 8 am they checked me and i was 6 cm, not sure about effacement. while i was in a contraction it felt like my labour was taking FOREVER and NOT progressing at all, i just kept telling myself i can do this i can do this breath breath and as another contraction came my famous labour words came out each time ‘oh no not again, no please no’ Which, not sure why i said it i knew it was coming each time, must have been my way to deal with it. about 11 am they told me i was 8 cm dilated and boy, i felt it. Because my epi didn’t work, i truly felt like i was feeling the transition state, at this point i kept saying i need to push i need to push and my OBGYN and the nurses said Nicole we JUST checked you, you were only 8cm and 90% effaced you can’t push you’re not ready if you push you can do more harm then good!! i was like well i’m not pushing but my body is! something inside me was trying so hard NOT to push but i couldn’t stop it from happening. When the nurses checked me she could feel Oakley’s head and said he was head down but he was facing sideways instead of the face down or up that they like, so lucky me (not) i got to go into all sorts of positions to try to rotate him, i was on all fours hoping gravity would move him, i squatted, etc you name it i did it. unfortunately nothing was working, so i just laboured on for a couple of hours till about 130pm when they checked me and told me i was 10cm dilated and 100% effaced. i was so happy i think i cried a little! i was thinking YES this is it! i can push and meet my little man…..