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Max's Birth Story
November 9, 2011 - 40 week dr. Appt. all went well he checked me and I was 4 cm dilated which really didn't mean much, I had been 3 cm for weeks! He said he was very surprised this baby was still in there, he even suggested that the baby had a big toe wrapped around my rib!! This was all around 4:00 pm on Wednesday. I called my doula and told her what was going on and she said not to have the baby that night because she would be working. I assured her that I would not!! After the appt we went straight to church for power hour as we were already running behind. The dinner that night was chili, I love chili! So I ate two big bowls. Afterwards during class time I was feeling very bloated and crampy. I of course just accredited to the chili. After class (7:30 pm) we were chit chatting with friends and I was so uncomfortable, I just wanted to go home. At home (8:00) my sister Nicole and I decided to relax and catch up on some DVR shows. So put the kids to bed (I was very irritable) and watched 2 hours of tv. Sometime during the tv watching I started to think that this really could be labor and sent Mark off to bed (10:30). I watched a little more tv and scrolled through Facebook! At about 11:00 I decided that things were starting to feel worse so I went to take a shower, just as I had done every other time I thought I was in labor (shower, water, sleep) if the contractions didn't slow down then it was baby time! I was in the shower for probably close to an hour all the while I was contracting like crazy but kept thinking they would stop at any point (I couldn't have the baby that night!).
November 10, 2011 - I got out of the shower (12:30) and laid in bed thinking that I would just go to sleep and wake up tomorrow and go have a baby when I could have my doula!!! From that point I decided to start timing the contractions just to make sure I wasn't making all of this up. They were, to my surprise, 3-4 minutes apart for the next hour. I kept thinking "ok, after the next one I'll wake Mark up!". So FINALLY (1:30 am) I decided to wake Mark up and head to the hospital, but not without first calling my doula and disappointing her with the news that she would not be there for my birth, I think we both about cried! She said she would call in a backup and to text her when I got to the hospital!
Hospital - I texted my doula just as we arrived (2:01 am), she just happens to work at the hospital! It took about ten minutes to get up to labor and delivery between the constant contractions and stop to the bathroom! We arrived and they took us to an evaluation room. Mark was still in contact with Alicia (doula) and she said that she had a 30 minute lunch and was going to come see how I was doing! I couldn't wait for her to get there! The nurses were taking all of my info and trying to get a good read on babies heart rate. Finally after at least 10 minutes they decided to check me to see how far dilated I was. I was really hoping I was at least a 5 or 6, to my surprise I was 7-8 cm!! Yay, it would be over soon! They got me my room set up and had me walk to it. So down a very long hallway we went, as we were walking I could feel my water bag dripping down my leg. Yuck! I probably left them a nice trail on the floor all the way to my room! I get in the room and sat on the bed with my legs hanging off the side. This was the most comfortable position for me, at the time. The next few contractions were very strong and I really needed to push but the nurse checked me and said that I was still only an 8. So I looked at Alicia and asked her how to not push, I had no control, I knew this had to be transition! She suggested that I get up on my hands and knees to see if that would help. Well it helped...break my water!!! I remember this huge contraction and urge to push then...splash!!!! There went my water all over the bed and Alicia and Mark, oops! Well that was the end of the breaks between contractions. The next one I was really needing to push so I just yelled at the nurses telling them that I was pushing! They were trying to get me to roll over so they could check me again but I refused, I was comfortable just how I was and there was nothing to check, the baby was coming! I don't remember much from this point (I was in my own world), but I remember Alicia telling the nurse that I was not rolling over and that the last part of my labor goes really quick! The nurse finally comes over to check to see what's going on and lifts up my gown to find the baby's head crowning! At that point alarms were going off and every nurse in the building was racing into my room! The one nurse was very concerned and didn't want to deliver the baby but there was no way the dr was going to make it in time (oh by the way, the dr was in the hospital already when they called him).
Pushing - after my water broke my contractions were right on top of another. I was in the hands and knees position and loved it for many reasons; one, I could handle the contractions better and two, I could yell, scream, make faces, whatever I felt and no one could see my face!! Oh and I didn't have to see all of the chaos going on behind me! I remember the urge to push being so powerful and taking over my entire body. The "ring of fire" lasted all of a second, I barely noticed it, and then out slid my baby (2:51 am)! Yep, just as easy as that! I don't think I actually pushed but two times total. I was so relieved, ecstatic, and overall surprised that I felt so good after just having a baby. Now, TELL ME WHAT I HAD!!!! My husband looks at me and says "meet baby Max". Max, we have a boy! Mommy's precious, sweet little boy! The next couple minutes was getting the cord cut so they could get me turned around to hold him. This was not done as I wanted, I would have liked to have waited until it stopped pulsating, but in the chaos of it all, it was cut...and squirted all over Mark!! Yep, he had cord blood all over his face, pretty amusing! Holding my first all natural baby for the first time was the most amazing feeling ever! So much love, joy, accomplishment, all kinds of emotions balled up! After they got me turned around and holding Max, my dr finally made it into the room. He and a nurse helped deliver the placenta and off he went with a "I wish all my patients were that easy"! At this time, my doula was done with her lunch (I don't know if she ever actually got to eat anything!) and the backup doula had just walked in. She helped with making sure Max latched on for his first feeding and we were comfortable.