I’m so excited to be writing this post because our waiting is over! Baby boy has finally made his grand entrance into the world, and his parents couldn’t be happier!
While pregnant I read so many birth stories; some frightening and some comforting. I hope that if you’re expecting and reading this you find it comforting. I don’t think our labor and delivery could have gone any smoother.
I woke up around 2am Monday morning with abdominal cramping. I tried to ignore it, but it continued to get stronger and more painful. Around 4am the cramps turned into contractions and I woke my husband up and told him I felt like this was it. I called my doctor and she advised that we head to the hospital and let them check to see if I had dilated anymore.
We got our things together and drove to the hospital, which was thankfully less than 5 minutes away. We signed a bunch of papers and headed back to triage to be hooked to monitors. After an hour I had progressed from a 3 to a 4 and we were transferred to labor and delivery.
I continued to labor and have contractions, then was told my midwife was on her way over to break my water. I had been told that would be extremely painful, so I asked to have the epidural done first.
That was probably the scariest and most uncomfortable part of the birthing process. It makes me a little uneasy just thinking about it, but once it was over I felt immensely better. When my midwife came to break my water I didn’t feel a thing.
Then the long wait began. They put in an IV for fluids and a drip to help speed things along. I sat/layed in different positions to keep things moving. I tried taking a nap several times because the epidural made me so drowsy.
Sometime around 5pm the nurse checked my progress and I was fully dilated. She had me do several practice pushes and could already see baby’s head. She called my midwife, but the midwife wasn’t able to come to me yet so I had to “labor down.” Basically I had to stop pushing and let my body push for me. I felt a lot of pressure that eventually turned into real pain despite the epidural. But, baby continued moving down which resulted in me only having to push for 6 minutes once my midwife showed up. Once I could push the pain went away and I was motivated to meet my baby boy.
I asked for immediate skin to skin contact and as soon as he arrived he was placed on me. I cried tears of joy to finally have him in my arms and completely healthy. It was the most joyous moment I have ever experienced.
I did have some tearing that required stitches, but I was so caught up in the moment that I barely felt being stitched up. After everything, a few stitches couldn’t bother me.
They took his measurements and then we were left alone to enjoy the moment and bond over baby before we welcomed visitors into the room.
Welcome to the world Peter Dalton!