Here is my detailed birth story. I hope it isn't TMI or too long. I tried to condense it! :)
Birth Story: Thursday, August 9, 2012:
So, this story really begins three weeks ago. On Saturday,
July 21st, Kelly and I were joking it was almost the exact day in
this pregnancy in which I started labor with Daphne. Kelly decided to wear the
same shirt. Surprisingly, we saw Magnificent 7 on TV, which is the movie we
were watching when my water broke with Daphne. Starting around 2pm, I started
feeling lots of backache and cramping. I worked I through it and by the time I
sat down that night after Daphne went to bed, I realized I was having regular
contractions. They were spaced, about 8-10 minutes apart, but no matter what I
did they wouldn’t stop. So, unbelieving, I called the doctor and he suggested I
come in because of my history. Great, I thought. Not only do we have to drive
to Macon, but its after 10pm and I have to find someone to come stay with
Daphne. Well, we did and all the while I was having contractions. Kelly was
getting very excited I could tell. He was excited to meet Eve. I was going with
full intention to stop this labor because I was not ready to deliver another
We arrived at the hospital and they checked me out: dilated
3cm and 70% effaced and contractions coming regularly, although still spread
out. They were the contractions that were just uncomfortable, not painful. They moved me to a labor and delivery room
and put me on continuous monitoring. They began steroid shots for the baby’s
lungs and Procardia to stop contractions. By Monday morning, it was obvious my
labor had stopped and they moved me to another room to be on bed rest till
Thursday, when I would be 34 weeks. Great! Poor Daphne had just gotten over her
craziness from the potty training experience and now her mom left her again.
She gets affected easily. But, there was an upside. Kelly was able to take off
work and spend a few days with her at home, something he has never been able to
do because of work. While it wasn’t easy work for Kelly, I can tell the two of
them bonded. In fact, Daphne even began to let him take her potty and she did
so well with all of that for him. She also started “snuggling” with him in the
morning, even if it was brief.
I was discharged with orders to be on strict bed rest (as
strict as you can be with a 2 year old). We flew my sister Carrie in for 4 days
to help out. It was so fun! We got to bond and watch gymnastics together. She
was a huge help and she and Daphne had lots of fun together.
Fast forward to Wednesday, August 8th. The day
before I began having more contractions than usual. I went to bed and awoke
with some regular, spread out contractions. I also had the same pain I had when
my labor began with Daphne: menstrual like cramping and backache. Kelly was
scheduled to fly Wednesday. He and I talked and prayed about what we should do.
I finally decided he should go ahead and fly, and I felt good about the
decision. To ensure no further labor progression, I arraigned for Daphne to go
to her friends’ house for the morning. Lying down all morning helped me feel
better, but when I got up to pick up Daphne, I began to have horrible back
labor. I began to panic. Kelly was thousands of feet in the air and I was all
alone with a 2 year old. Just as I was about to call someone else to help with
Daphne, my back pain eased off. It was the strangest thing. I then took some
Tylenol to help to so I could time my contractions. Everything seemed to slow
down. I made it to my doctor’s appointment that afternoon where I discovered my
labor really hadn’t progressed as I was still at 3cm, although now 80% effaced.
The nurse midwife said it as likely I’d go soon and gave me her cell to call
her when I was coming in, if I was coming in. She said to come in when
contractions were 5-7 minutes apart. I was also off bed rest!
I went home and the first thing I did was sweep the front
porch and vacuum and mop. If this baby was coming I was going to finally clean
some house. I enjoyed a nice night with Daphne while thinking to myself, her
life is about to change. Kelly and I had a nice evening and I went to bed
exhausted at 9:30pm. I awoke in the middle of the night a few times with the
same menstrual pain and contractions. By 4am I could no longer sleep since they
were uncomfortable and coming very regularly, 8 minutes apart. I made myself
wait to get up and shower until 6am so I wouldn’t progress my labor too much.
By 6:30 am, I was getting ready and my contractions had intensified and
progressed. They were now coming 5-7 minutes apart. Kelly was still skeptical
the baby was coming. We decided to time them for another hour to make sure it
was real. All the while I was trying to find someone for Daphne. That was
getting tricky. It was morning and moms were busy. We continued to pack our
bags and get ready to leave.
We made it to the hospital at 9am and my nurse midwife
walked in OB assessment right away since I had called her. She is amazing, BTW.
They checked me out and I was at 6cm. At this point I was VERY uncomfortable
and having contractions 4-6 min apart. I was having back labor AGAIN. It was so
painful. Because I had gone so fast with Daphne, they hurried me to L&D to
begin administering antibiotics just in case I had Strep B. I went through
about 3 hours of good labor and pain with no water breaking. It was soo painful
because I had back labor. Kelly was helpful as I tried some movements and
positions to ease some pain. Then, around 1230, I sat down Indian Style and decided
to watch Gymanstics on the iPAD to forget the pain. My back labor really
subsided. And eventually it was gone and my contractions spread out a little
bit. So strange. The midwife, Jeri, returned at 2pm and said “I think we should
break your water.” She said she was going to be back in one hour because she
had a few new appointments.
Yikes, 3 hours passed and she finally returned. Those three
hours were boring and unproductive as far as labor is concerned. She checked me
first and I was maybe 7cm. She apologized and proceeded to break my water. Yep,
I remember that feeling. Then she encouraged me to use the breast pump to see
if that would also stimulate labor. While we waited for that to show up, Kelly
and I walked some laps and the really painful labor began. I only used the
breast pump for a minute because I didn’t need it. Labor progressed VERY
quickly at this point. Jeri came in to see how I was doing and I was “singing
the labor song” as she put it. I was rocking back and forth and moaning a lot.
Each contraction was coming stronger and stronger and oh so painful. I found
myself unable to stand because I was getting so tired. I lay on my side and
rocked my hips to help labor progression. At one point I laid on my back
because I needed to change positions and I got very lightheaded so Jeri made me
return to my side. She put up the side rail so I could grab something during
contractions. Kelly stood right behind it offering words of comfort. Jeri stood
behind my back and rubbed it. I don’t remember exactly how long I was in this
kind of pain. I know my contractions would come two together and then have
about 2-3 minutes in between. That was strange I thought. Right before she came
I remember saying “I can’t do this!” Once I felt the urge to bear down and push
I did. Even though I was so exhausted pushing does bring some mental relief. I
only pushed through maybe four contractions…maybe more? I remember the relief I
felt when the head came out. I didn’t watch, but I felt it. And then when the
shoulders and rest of her body came out it felt so great! What an emotional and
physical relief! One hour and 30 minutes or so after she ruptured my membranes
little Eve Kelly Wood came into the world.
August 9, 2012 6:02 pm.
Because eve was technically a preemie, the NICU
team was supposed to be in the room when she was born and whisk her away to
check for any problems. Well, Jeri being awesome as she is didn’t let them know
right away and they weren’t ready to take her when she was born. Plus, the fact
that she was crying was a good sign. Jeri did the most wonderful thing for me.
She put Eve right on my chest after she came out. I felt so much relief and
emotion when she did that. I actually cried. I didn’t get that with Daphne and
the whole experience felt surreal. This felt real. So real. I loved her right