As we arrive at the hospital and begin the journey from car to birth room our excitement started growing. I say journey because with every contraction I had we stopped and waited till it was over. Dustin wanted to get me a wheel chair but I did NOT want a wheel chair!
We arrived at check in and they showed us directly to our room. The nurse instructed me to take off my clothes, put the hospital gown on and make myself comfortable. She also said before leaving the room that I needed to take my panties off.
That statement has forever stayed with me.
I did not want to lay on a strange bed, in a strange room, with strange people walking in and out, with no panties on! It was something I just didn’t want to do. I looked at my husband and said “I am leaving my panties on.” He said “No your not. The nurse just said you have to leave them off.” We actually argued about this for a while and some how, he won.
A few hours later my mother arrived and that’s when I was really ready for all the happenings to begin. They hooked me up to an I.V and put a band around my belly to keep track of our babies heartbeat. After they had everything in place all we could do was wait.
I was doing it natural, I knew from the start that was how I wanted it done and I had full support from my husband. The nurse was wonderful and never asked twice if I wanted any medication.
I read a book I would suggest to any expecting mother. Natural Childbirth the Bradley Way. It really encouraged me to stick with my “all natural plan” and it helped me develop the mindset I needed to accomplish it. I will read it again before the birth of my second son.
As the contractions really began to set in, I have to say, it was a feeling I never could have prepared for or expected. I don’t know if pain is the correct way to describe them. Its not like I was writhing in pain, it only hurt in my abdomen and it was on and off with each passing contraction. I wanted to scream and a couple times, I actually did. When I lost control it only made things worse. So I laid there as still and relaxed as possible. I tired to instead, focus on relaxing every muscle in my body. I know it sounds strange but to get through the process your mind has to be thinking and focusing on other things.
My husband and mom were excellent at helping me in labor! I only got super testy with my husband once when he was leaning on my leg. It made it my contractions hurt so much worse! I looked at my husband with devil eyes and said through gritted teeth “Don’t lean on my leg.” The look on his face was priceless. He instantly stopped leaning against me and looked a tad bit shocked. I love you honey, I really do 🙂
When I felt the need to push, I was told not to! I wasn’t dilated enough. “What?! I can’t stop!” I said. It was seriously something I could not control. Crossing my legs and squirming all over the bed was all I could do to fight the ever increasing erg! Finally I was given the “go ahead” and man did it feel good! The only part I struggled with was the breathing process. I remember my husband looking down at me with a very concerned look. “Breath!” He yelled at me! I instantly took a breath and was shocked at how much air I sucked in! Dustin said I had turned blue.
After 25 minutes of pushing out came our little baby boy Danny! He was born at 5:36 p.m and was 7 lbs 20 1/2 inches long. I was in awe! I couldn’t believe that little human being was just inside me! I looked at Dustin and saw him crying tears of joy and relief. Our little boy was finally here!