A week before my due date I was excited to arrive at the doctor's office for my final visit before meeting my baby boy. Everything at the appointment went well until the end when my doctor decided to check and see if I was dilated. He seemed a little bit shocked when he said, "Oh, wow you are 4 centemeters already." Ok, I thought....what does this mean? My doctor explained that most women are in labor for hours before getting to 4 centimeters. He said the baby was super low and since I was 4 centimenters he suggested an induction on my due date. He assured me the delivery would be easy and as soon as they started me on the pitocin the baby would pop right out. Well, he was wrong. I should have stayed strong, but I was miserable and I was so sick of waiting for this baby to come. I willingly gave into the induction. I was still going to stick to my plan though of a completely natural delivery: no pain meds, no nothing! My hubby, Brandon and I showed up at the hospital at 6 am hoping to meet our little guy in a few short hours. I was started on the pitocin and 5 hours later realized this was not going to happen nearly as fast as I had originally thought, or as the doctor had thought!
The doctor came in every hour or so to check on me and ask, "are you feeling anything?" to which my answer would be "nope." They continued to increase my pitocin level after putting in an internal monitor to check on the baby. Once my pitocin was up to a level 20 the doctor determined that maybe my water had not broken correctly the first time, so it was checked again! Apparently my water had sealed back up and needed to be broken again. Once this happened, it was go time! The only problem was I was still cranked to a level 20 on the pitocin. Needles to say, I started having immediate insanely strong contractions with no breaks in between for about 3 hours. I was making progress at this point, but very slow progress, so I gave in and asked for an epidural.
At about 9:00 pm I was finally ready to push, so the doctor came in. The look on his face was not exactly what I had expected though because to his surprise I was now running a fever of 104 and the baby's heart rate was jumping fast. At this point the doctor looked at me and said, "you have 30 minutes to get this baby out!" "Sure, no problem," I replied. HA! I was pretty confident in how this delivery was going to end, and I was not too happy about it. I pushed for 30 minutes so hard that I had to be put on oxygen so that I didn't pass out. The doctor tried to help get big Wes' head out with a vacuum but he was stuck. Into the OR we went!
I was slightly relieved at this point because I knew it would all be over soon, but the C-section was a whole experience in itself! Because we had worked so hard at trying to get Wes out the normal way he was stuck in the birth canal. As a result, the doctor had to stand up on a stool over the operating table so that he could get at a better angle to pull Wes out. I thought for sure Wes' head was going to pop off! FINALLY, I heard my sweet baby boy cry and I was so relieved for this day to be over. It was by far the most amazing moment of my life, regardless of what I had to go through to get there. I will say this for sure though, C-sections are the only type of delivery in my future and I am perfectly fine with that! Sign me up :)
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