Aug 04, 2010
On Thursday July 29th I went in for a checkup at my midwives, I had just been in on Monday, but was having a TON of swelling, and my bp was a little high. Wednesday night I had been having lots of contractions, but as usual once I fell asleep they pretty much went away. When I got checked at the apt on Thursday I was still in the same position, but I also had a small amount of protein in my urine. The midwife was on the fence about inducing or not. At this point I was 3 cm and about 80% effaced. After speaking with another midwife who had seen me at my apt on Monday they decided I could either get induced, or I would have to come in for a check up every other day, but they preferred if I got induced. I was only a few days away from my due date and beyond miserable so I chose the induction. I went right from my appointment over to the hospital to get things started. I called my husband at work to let him know what was going on. He raced home and got our bags (I never even thought I should bring those with me when I left for the doctors)
Once at the hospital I did all my registration, picked out our room, ate lunch, and settled in. By the time they started the pictocin it was 1 pm. Things moved along very slowly for the first several hours. The contractions were very random, and just felt like period cramps. Every 3 hours or so they would check my progress, and I felt like I was barely making any progress at all. By 9pm they had really turned the pitocin up and I could feel the contractions a lot more. At that point I decided I would labor in the tub for awhile. I think I did that for about an hour and then decided it was time for some medication. I was about 6 cm when I started the Nubain, and that helped some, but also made me vomit. So I only did one dose of that. My husband was so great through this whole process, even holding a puke bucket for me. Around midnight I decided it was epidural time, I knew if I didn't get the epidural I would not have enough energy to push since it was taking so long to dilate. It took 2 hours for the anesthesiologist to get to the hospital to do the epidural. By the time he got there it was 2 am and I was having contractions lasting about a minuted with less than a minute in between. Boy was I happy to see him! He did a great job with the epidural and I was still able to move my legs, but they were numb. I could still feel the contractions, but was able to get some rest. I slept on and off till about 4:45, when I woke up I felt like it was almost time to push. the nurse checked and I was 9cm. They had me go on my hands and knees to get the last cm, and at about 5:25 it was pushing time. the first few contractions I got used to pushing, and then a few more and she was born. My midwife was awesome and I didn't have to get cut, and didn't tear at all.
Ashlynn was born at 6:06am weighing 8 lbs 6 oz., she was 20 inches long, and her head was 13.5 cm in diameter. All in all I think it was a very easy birth for a first time mother. I would do it all again in a heartbeat! I can't believe how in love I am already!