Throughout my pregnancy I knew that I was going to be induced. The DVT (blood clots) that I had in my leg had resulted in me taking a high dose of blood thinners every day. An induction would allow me to go off the medication ahead of time In order to reduce my risk of hemorrhaging. So the day before I was 39 weeks I went off of my medication and my OB did a membrane sweep. I had cramping and some contractions through the afternoon and evening but then they fizzled out. The next morning I headed into the hospital to begin the induction.
I arrived at the hospital around 10:45 and went through all of the paperwork and checking in. I changed into my gown and the nurse hooked me up to the monitor to check on babys heartbeat. Baby was spine to spine with me and still quite high. I was 2cm dilated though which was the same as I had been the day before. The OB came in and broke my water to start the induction. After that my husband and I walked the halls for almost an hour. I had to return twice to change and clean up all the amniotic fluid coming out.It really is amazing how much is in there! Contractions did not start though so the OB decided to start pitocin.
The nurse took some blood and put an IV in and then I was started on pitocin around 1. I don’t like needles so getting an IV made me feel light headed. I lay on my side for a bit while the pitocin started working and I finally started to have contractions.
I moved to the yoga ball and hung out on it for a while. Contractions were slow to start but were quite strong right off the bat.I spent time labouring on the ball as well as sitting on the edge fo the bed. The monitor kept losing baby’s heartbeat so the nurse tried to put a scalp clip on however, baby was too high up. I laboured on my hands and knees for a bit to try and get baby to turn while the nurse worked at getting the monitors to track baby heart beat and my contractions.
I went back to the yoga ball for a while and my husband had to hold the monitor at a certain angle in order to pick up baby’s heartbeat. However, after a while it was proving too difficult to keep a constant check on it so the nurse tried again to put a scalp clip on and was successful. Baby began to have a few decels during contractions here and there meanwhile, though they continued to turn the Pitocin up every 30 minutes.
I went back on the yoga ball and sat on it in between contractions and rolled forward into a squatting position during contractions. Baby suddenly started missing heart beats so the nurse notified the OB and they made the decision to have the pediatric team present for the birth. I went back to sitting on the bed for a bit and my husband applied counter pressure on my back during contractions. I started to feel like I was definitely in active labour and around 6cm. I started to get really hot so I started using a cold cloth on my head during contractions.I asked to be checked and was disappointed a bit surprised that I was only at 4cm. It was around 4:30pm by this time.
I laboured standing up for a while until I felt like I couldn’t stand for any longer. I also started to get louder around this time and closing my eyes during contractions. I started to feel pressure and was checked again. Unfortunately, I was only 6cm. I moved to on my hands and knees and quickly felt baby had lined up and the urge to push got stronger.
The OB and nurses didn’t want me to push on my hands and knees so I flipped over and the OB checked me. He told me that I was 8 cm and to wait a few more contractions out. After a few minutes there was not going to be any more waiting it out. I still had a lip on my cervix but I was going to push!
The nurse told me to put my legs in the stirrups. I had had a lot of hip and pelvis pain and misalignment during my pregnancy and I told them no as it hurt too much. Someone said yes and picked my leg up which hurt quite a bit. I had been very clear right from the beginning that I didn’t want to push on my back but that is how I ended up. Baby started showing some signs of distress and the nurse put the bed lower while I was pushing. I told them no but they said yes and did it anyways.
Jacob was having some trouble breathing so my husband cut the cord quickly and he was taken over to the warmer where the pediatric team was waiting for him. He finally started crying and they proceeded to check his heart rhythm and other vitals out. I delivered the placenta and the OB monitored my bleeding.
We phoned home where my mom was watching my older children. The kids wanted to hear baby so I put the phone where they could hear him breathe and making all those newborn sounds. They were absolutely over the moon excited. We kept his sex and name a secret until the next day though.
We had some more skin to skin time and I nursed him. Meanwhile, my husband called his parents and we all had some quiet time. I moved to the mom and babe area later that night around 8pm. I continues to receive pitocin via the IV for a few more hours to reduce my bleeding and then I started back on anti-coagulants around 1am the next day.
I am so greatful to my friend for coming to take pictures of Jacobs birth (especially when she had a 2 week old at home herself!). I love that these special moments have been captured forever. I also love that my husband is in the pictures and not behind the camera!
While the birth was not what I would consider my ideal it also wasn’t the worst delivery. I feel like 4 weeks later I am still processing and working through the feelings, frustrations and disappointments. I can tell you that I missed my midwives big time this time around! I am so glad that Jacob is here though and now a part of our family.