A bit late on this post, but to be expected 🙂 Today I was scheduled to be induced due to my Anti-E issue with my blood. I was really feeling down about the induction and prayed and prayed that Baby Magoo would come on his own. I tried everything from walking to sex to spicy food to get the little man to come out on his own…but nothing. It made me upset that although for medical reasons, I would be induced because I wanted my body to do things naturally and wanted Baby Magoo to be ready on his own accord. I had more or less given up hope and resigned myself to the fact that the induction would be here soon…I had been contracting for weeks with nothing timeable and no other signs of impending labor.
Boy, did I not know what was in store. Sunday, January 17th, a snow storm started in on New England…a good 9 inches was expected…it started out as rain…Mr. Magoo and I did our typical Sunday night “thing” of hanging out and watching TV…we went to bed around 10pm or so. I, for some reason, made a point of downsizing my toiletries in my hospital bag – Mr. Magoo said he didn’t like that and felt something was going to happen – I thought nothing of it. I was laying in bed sleeping and around 11:30pm I was awoken by Baby Magoo moving around – then – GUSH! I was soaked. I couldn’t believe my water broke!
Stunned, I sat up in bed thinking of what to do next…oh yes, wake the husband. I shook Mr. Magoo and quietly whispered “It’s time.” He quickly sat up. I sat there thinking, still stunned “What do I do next…?”
“I need to get out of bed!” I exclaimed, as amniotic fluid continued to pour out of me – I raced out of the bedroom, quietly yelling (as to not wake Little Magoo) “Get me new underwear and pajama pants!!” Down the stairs I flew as I felt it pouring down my leg to the floor, leaving little puddles as I hurried to the toilet.
Mr. Magoo then called his sister, who lives across town, to come watch Little Magoo. “Tell her to take her time!” I hollered to him, seeing as I was not feeling contractions yet and my first labor and delivery took 17 hours. Three pairs of underwear and PJ bottoms later, boy oh boy was I feeling those contractions…the shower I wanted to take was out of the question. I waited for the call back from my OB, but heard nothing…when my sister-in-law arrived 30 minutes later, I knew we had to leave. It was blizzard conditions outside and NOTHING was plowed.
“Just go slow…take your time getting there…if anything happens, we’ll pull over and call 911.” I said to Mr. Magoo as we drove. The drive was horrible and I had visions of giving birth on the side of the road as each contraction seemed closer together. “Stay in there until we get to the hospital!” I said after one contraction – the pressure was so intense, I knew he was close. I think I prayed the whole way there.
Finally we arrived at the hospital…but where was the emergency room entrance??? Oh crap.
We had only been to this hospital about 2-3 times and never thought to look where this entrance was…we drove all around the front – “We NEED to find the emergency room!” I yelled “Hurry, please!” I was totally panicking.
Finally we found it – and no, the signs were not clearly marked. In we went and we walked up to labor and delivery at about 1:00am.
They hooked me up to the monitors and as I was signing paperwork, barely, through each contraction. “Do you want to get up and labor in the tub or walk around?” asked the nurse. “No, I think I will stay right here!”, I gasped as I felt another contraction come on. I need the epidural, I thought, if these contractions are going to get worse. I asked for it – first I was 4cm, when we arrived…now I was quickly 6-7cm.
The doctor came in – “I don’t think we are going to have time to get that epidural in, with how quickly you are progressing…we can give you some medication through the IV though…”
“OK….”, I grunted through another contraction – the pressure was unbearable – the doctor wheeled in her supplies, fully dressed to get this kid out. An IV line of saline was started…the medication never made it to the IV…”This is as bad as the contractions will get…” whispered my labor and deliver nurse. “Really?!”, I thought, “This isn’t so bad…not compared to my first labor and delivery on pitocin…OK then, I CAN do this!”
“If you feel the urge to push, go ahead…”, she whispered again.
I immediately started to push, with her giving me the green light – there was no stopping this baby. After the first pushes, the contractions vanished. I put my head back on the bed and closed my eyes. “I feel like I could fall asleep…”, I said out loud. “Go with that…rest, take a nap”, said my OB, “Your body is letting you rejuvenate.” I rested a bit and felt really ready now – let’s go! 9.5cm….10cm…3 contractions…20 minutes later…Baby Magoo was born. 2:49am, January 18th, 2010 – 8lbs, 1 oz, 21 inches long.
This was by far the easiest labor and deliver I have had – bigger baby though, go figure! I only needed one stitch and recovery as been easy so far…do I dare say not one hemorrhoid either!
Wow, what a birth day to remember! I am so incredibly overwhelmed with happiness and joy.
God has really blessed me in so many ways.
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