Klasina is our second child. We became pregnant with her in December of 2001. For my first appointment I went to the same doctor I had with my first child. They did an ultrasound, which revealed our little peanut. Than I decided to go to a midwife for my care. The midwives were so caring and understanding. Because I had gestational diabetes with my first pregnancy they did all of the testing early. I was able to control the diabetes with diet and exercise.
When I was about 20 weeks they did another ultrasound; she was healthy and growing strong. But she was a stubborn as the first, and did not want us to know her sex. When I was about 28 weeks I went to visit my mom, and she took me to have another ultrasound done. This time we were able to see a girl. We were so excited.
When I was 30 weeks into my pregnancy I started to have very strong contractions. They were coming on every 5 minutes. I was so scared to have her so early. I stayed at home and tried to relax; after four hours they finally went away. The next day I had an appointment, and I informed my midwife of the previous night. She was so mad that I had not called. She told me if I had one more contraction to call right away.
At 34 weeks I went to my normal appointment. I reminded the midwife to do an internal exam, due to dilating early with my first daughter. We were all shocked to hear I was dilated 5-6 centimeters. We were not prepared for this. She sent me straight to the hospital. I called my mom terrified. I did not want this baby to come early. When we got to the hospital they hooked up the fetal monitors. They watched me closely for 6 hours. I had no progress, and the contractions barely registered. They decided to send me home, and put me on bedrest. This does not work well with a 2 year old to chase after.
After a week and a half of bedrest, I could not take it. I needed out of the house. My mom and I took my 2 year old daughter to the movies. It was nice to get out. When we got back to my house, we decided to do some laundry and relax. While we were folding laundry I felt a trickle down my leg. I was so embarrassed; I thought I had wet my pants. I checked it out, and figured I had. But that only lasted a minute because it happened again. This time I was sure my water had broken. I called the midwife to let her know. She thought maybe I had wet my pants, and I told her I didn't think anyone could pee this much. She told me I would have to go to a different hospital because there were no rooms available at the birth center. I was disappointed, but glad not to have such a long drive.
My mom drove me to the hospital where we met my husband and his mom. They got me all checked in, and confirmed my water had broken. At this point I was dilated to 7, but the contractions were very weak. They decided to let me walk the halls. I did this for about an hour, when they checked again I was about 8.5. It was nice to be progressing slower this time; my first birth had gone so fast. At about 10:15pm, the contractions were coming on strong. They checked again, and I was at 10. They did not want me to start pushing at this point because the baby was in the wrong position. So they had me on all fours. This only turned her half way before the urge to push took over. My baby girl, Klasina Aslyn Allred, was born at 10:36pm, looking at my thigh. She weighed 5 pounds 6 ounces, and was 18 inches long. And for being almost 5 weeks early she was healthy.
After she was delivered I started to hemorrhage. The nurse was pushing on my belly trying to get the blood to stop building up. They started a pitocin drip to bring on contractions to shrink my uterus. After about three hours of this, it slowed down and I was able to be moved to a regular room. In the end it was all worth it.