This is an account of the birth of my second child, Katie, born June 11, 2004.
My first birth was over 10 years ago and was an emergency cesarean section. My daughter was in distress and although I had been given Pitocin to augment labor, once my water was manually broken, each contraction brought the baby's heart rate down to a dangerous level. The water was full of meconium. After approximately 10 minutes of contractions, my daughter's heart was stopping with each contraction and thus we needed surgery at once to prevent her from dying. The cesarean went well and my daughter was found to be anemic and in need of a blood transfusion. She is now 10 years old and beautiful and healthy.
This time around, 9 years, 11 months and two weeks later, I vowed not to elect a cesarean if it wasn't absolutely necessary. I was 39 weeks pregnant with another daughter and my husband and I were anxiously awaiting her arrival as was my step daughter, 6 years old and my 10 year old. This was to be mine and my husband's first baby together!
After a routine check up that day, my OB assessed me at 2 cm dilated, 80% effaced and the baby's head somewhat engaged. She stripped the membranes for me and sent me home. I had already submitted my birth plan to the hospital and wanted to labor as long as possible without medication and then be given the epidural once I felt I could not adequately breathe through the contractions anymore. My husband was of great support and never left me, even once through this whole ordeal. After getting home from the doctor's office that day, I began to feel crampy and also was spotting lightly. I somehow knew that this was the night and so I cleaned like a mad woman! I didn't want to come home to a dirty house with a new baby! I cooked dinner, did all the laundry, changed the sheets on the beds, mopped, dusted and vacuumed. Bathed my girls and put them to bed around 10:00 all the while having mild contractions. Around 10:30 hubby and I took a shower and went to bed. At 11:00 pm, my water broke with a trickle! We were off to the hospital! I was so sure I would go in to labor that night I even packed everyone's bags!
We called the grandparents, took our girls to them and headed to the hospital where my Mother in Law, mom and dad met us. We were in for a long night. After receiving an IV and being hooked up to all the monitors, I tried to rest. The baby's heart rate was good and steady but the contractions were sporadic. After 6 hours it was decided I need Pitocin to jumpstart my labor because of the risk of infection. I actually asked them to start me on Pitocin right away but because of the risk of rupture from the previous section, I was advised against it. I labored all night from midnight until noon the next day. Once my contractions were approximately 2 minutes apart I asked for pain relief, hoping it was time for the epidural. The nurse never bothered to check me but instead gave me Stadol for pain. It was horrible! I felt so drunk! My vision was double and I became extremely agitated. The Stadol did nothing for pain and the double vision and foggy headiness seemed as though it would never go away.
I was not allowed out of bed except to go to the bathroom so I labored on my back and sides for 12 long hours. Finally when the pain was so intense I began to sob hysterically, the nurse decided to check me. I was 8.5 CM and completely effaced! The Anesthesiologist was called in and after 2 attempts finally administered the epidural. The contractions were so bad by that time I was standing in the bed with my husband, mom, Mother In Law and the nurse trying everything they could to calm me. By the time the epidural took hold, I was complete.
The doctor coached me through 3 sets of pushes lasting approximately 1 minute each. My husband was putting on scrubs so he could deliver her. The nurse turned her back once the contraction subsided and I leaned forward to see the head crowning. When I did, my daughter shot out so fast my husband almost didn't catch her in time. Her right shoulder ripped me in three places (second degree). Ouch! She was put on my chest for me to meet but wasn't doing so well. She was taken from me and given oxygen. Her apgars were 9 and 10. She did pink up and scream her head off though! She weighed in at 5 lbs 9 oz and was 18 inches long! She had a head full of thick black hair and porcelain skin! It all really happened very fast and had I had my choice I would not have wanted to go the entire labor having Pitocin contractions with no pain relief!
While they were assessing her condition, I began to hemorrhage. There was blood everywhere! I was afraid I had ruptured internally from the quick delivery. After 15-20 minutes, my doctor got the bleeding under control and stitched me inside and out. Scary ordeal! He even sent my mom and Mother In Law out of the room which scared them to death!
She is doing wonderful and we cannot wait to try for that little boy in about 2 years!