Just like MOST pregnant mamas, I was so scared of giving birth. How can I do this? I often found myself thinking that this was going to be too difficult, too painful, too…impossible. Nothing could be more magical than finding out I was pregnant, or feeling the first movements and kicks, or finding out I was having a DAUGHTER! Nothing was going to top that.. except delivery. Despite the pain, pushing a 7 lb 5 oz human out of my vagina was pure fucking magic. Weird.. Let me get ya’ll caught up to speed.. go back to October 27, 2018.. I peed on a stick and it was positive. After being told I could never have kids without the help of medications and so on, lets just say I was just as shocked as my doctors were when I called to schedule my first appointment. The first part of my pregnancy went by so fast. Mild morning sickness, but heartburn that could (in the wise words of Juno), radiate my knee caps, the holiday season made my pregnancy so much more happier and exciting! Fast forward to April 2019. I was pulled from my full time job because I had high blood pressure and had a super stressful job. I wasn’t put on bed rest, I just couldn’t go to work.. Fine by me! Okay so now were in June.. ITS BABY MONTH! my due date was June 29th. I went to the doctor on the 24th do be checked and have my last ultrasound. Everything was fine until the doctor came in and told me she was still so high up he could just feel the top of her head. How could this be? I had so much pressure, had been walking every damn day, and uhh hello, my due date is at the ed of the week. Of course this made my blood pressure sky rocket so now my dr. was concerned and scheduled me to go in to be induced on the morning of Thursday June 27th. This my friends is where the fun begins.
The Induction
On the morning of the 27th, we got to the hospital at 7:30 am. Labor and Delivery got me right in, hooked up and by 8 o’clock I was hooked up to my Pitocin and ready to get this party started. My Dr. seemed adamant that my baby WOULD be born on the 27th so he had the nurses coming in every 20 minutes to up my levels.. nothing was changing. I remember 2 of my nurses coming in and trying to make light of thins by saying “We’re here until 3 pm and we are going to make sure you deliver on our shift!” EXCUSE ME?! I mean it could be very possible but are these bitches crazy?! I was feeling great although the progress was slow. At 11 am Dr. Leuci came in to break my water. This is when the contractions became a load of fun! NOT. By 2 pm i was only like 3 cm dilated and in some serious pain. I wasn’t quite ready for the epidural, as I wasn’t even sure if I wanted one at all. The nurses came in and told me they could give me Fentanyl to help the pain. I figured it was worth a shot. BOY WAS I WRONG! It gave me one hell of a head rush and made me sick instantly. I was not about to spend the rest of my time throwing up and miserable and dizzy. Once the first dose wore off, I told the nurses no more. I would rather deal with the pain than to feel that shitty all day. I took 2 long hot showers but the second one ended with me vomiting all over the bathroom. I was a hot mess, for sure. By 4pm, the next shift of nurses were in, and I was sad to disappoint first shift by not delivering..like I expected. At this point I had enough of the pain and told the nurses I wanted the epidural. Expecting it to be a while, I was shocked when about 20 min later they were prepping me to have a needle shoved into my back. Honestly I had so much anxiety about this, but I’m glad I did it. WITHIN MINUTES I felt soo much better. I felt more human and didn’t seem so bitchy towards my mom and Daniel. It’s now 8pm.. 12 hours since the Pitocin started and I was only 4cm. HOLY SHIT JUST GET THIS OVER WITH ALREADY. about 2 hours after the epidural, I had nurses coming in to move me into positions to help assist with dilating. Mind you, I was completely numb and thy are asking me to roll around, get on my hands and knees, roll to my side.. it was a shit show to say the least. I felt pathetic and had exposed myself to everyone in the room, way more than I had ever planned to. I was now feeling embarrassed. Yes Daniel had seen me naked, obviously or I wouldn’t be writing this. However I can assure you that he had never seen me on my hands and knees, looking like a fricken cow not even to move myself around. This may be cute in the bedroom but being in labor, numbed, in pain from pressure, miserable, with a tummy hanging to the bed.. it was NOT attractive at all. 11pm comes and I am now 6cm, hangry, tired, and still progressing ever so slowly. We all took bets on when she would actually make her arrival. It hit midnight and we were officially not having our baby the 27th. 1 am turned to 2, turned to 3..at 3:30, the nurse finally begin letting me push through some contractions just to help with the pain. That stopped shortly after once she realized I was “a good pusher” and they weren’t ready for it yet since my dr was at home sleeping. at 3;45 my body started taking over and began pushing on its own. with each contraction, I had began crowning and she was on her way! My nurse was getting nervous because they hadn’t called my dr yet and Madi was coming full speed. At 3:50 am they called Dr. Leuci and woke him up to tell him he was needed at the hospital right away. My nurse sat at the edge of my bed and told me I needed to stop pushing.. I probably didn’t need to be so bitchy but I looked at her and said “I am NOT pushing!” I can’t explain the feeling other than it was like dry heaving in reverse.. with every contraction my body was bearing down trying to get her out. And so begins the transition to birth 🙂
The Birth
At 4:05 two of my nurses came in and started getting ready to deliver my baby. You could tell they were a little nervous since my Dr. wasn’t there yet. This was not a comforting feeling by any means and it sure as hell didn’t help when nurses were in and out of my room, getting things ready, rushing around, and asking “Is he here yet? Has anyone seen him? We need to get him here.” My doctor walked in my room at 4:26 am. He started washing his hands and taking his time scrubbing up when Charlotte (the best nurse ever) said “can you put a little pep in your step because the head is almost out.. He came running over and put his hand down like he was catching a football (no lie) and told me to go ahead and push. The nurses were putting his gown on for him, when I gave two good pushes and she was out. Finally the pain was over! We welcomed our sweet Madilyn Grace at 4:32 am on June 28th 2019. 7lbs 5oz 19 1/2 inches long. She came into the world screaming and these past 5 months she has been the most amazing baby. Showing us her sweet, spunky, sassy sides all of the time and keeping us on our toes. Michael Faudet once said “She’s the exclamation mark in the happiest sentence that I could ever possibly write”. I honestly can not think of anything more true about our Miss. Madi Grace.
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