Weight: 8 lb 12 oz
I had a checkup on the 17th and the doctor did an internal and I was about the same 2 cms and 50% effaced. He told me that he would see me in a week.
When I got home I started having contractions about every 5 minutes beginning at 8 pm. However, since they weren’t painful I thought it was just another case of false labor and so I ignored them and went to bed at 11 PM.
I woke up at 2 AM with slightly painful contractions. I woke Steve up at 4:30 AM and told him I was in labor and that he wouldn't have time in the morning to tie everything down before the hurricane came. So he got up and started working in the yard to get everything done. At 7:30 AM we headed to the hospital even though I wasn't in that much pain, I thought I had better get checked out. The contractions didn’t really hurt as such, I wouldn’t really call them painful.
Everyone was having their baby on the day of the hurricane. All the Labor and Delivery rooms were full, as were the recovery rooms and I got the last of the triage rooms, after that people were getting sent to the emergency room.
When we got to the hospital at 8 AM I was already 5 cm dilated and 90 % effaced. I called the sitter to come and get the kids and called the doula to come to the hospital.
At 8:45 AM the doula arrived and came and sat with me. At 9:15 AM the sitter arrived and took the kids off to her house. While hubby was helping her load them up I was in my room with my doula when I had a contraction and heard a pop and my water broke. The doula said it was funny because from where she was sitting she saw the water shoot out like a faucet had been turned on. There certainly was a lot of fluid. They checked me again and I was at 6 cm and the baby was no longer floating but was well applied to the cervix. About 30 minutes later my doctor arrived and checked me again and I was at 8 cm. Then my contractions slowed down and spaced out. I got up and walked around and changed positions and stood and rocked from one foot to the other. I could feel the baby move down and definitely felt that he was much lower. Around 11:30 AM I was told I wasn't allowed out of bed any more since I was a VBAC. I don’t know why they suddenly wanted me in bed and being monitored unless it was because I was almost complete. Up till then they had been happy to have a 15 minute strip each hour. I was checked a few minutes later and was told I was at 10 cm.
Up till this point I wouldn’t say that my contractions were painful. When I had them I would just relax and close my eyes and breath through them. I didn't moan about the pain at all till I had those last 4 contractions that got me to 10 cm. Then I kind of moaned and groaned through them.
Once I was complete I was told I could push and 3 contractions and 8 minutes later and a bit of yelling later I had Sam. It is such a weird sensation to push. Up till then I was trying to relax and breath through my contractions. Then for the pushing I needed to hold my breath and push down like I was having a BM. It feels like you are trying to push your insides out and it hurts. I must admit to a bit of yelling and a couple of screams as the baby crowned and I felt the ring of fire that people talk about but as soon as he was out the pain was gone and a couple of minutes later I felt the placenta come out.
Sam was born at 11:58 AM.
I only had a 2nd degree tear, so that was good. I got to hold Sam immediately after the birth then they took him away to clean up while I got stitched up. My doula stayed with me for another 90 minutes or so after the birth and then we said our good-byes. I will see her in a couple of weeks for a follow-up, she is bringing us dinner and come to see the baby.
I did get a nice post partum room later in the day, it was nice to get out of that tiny triage room. I checked out a day early as I didn't want to spend another night in the hospital, I wanted to sleep in my own bed.
So I was only at the hospital about 4 hours before I had Sam. I got to have my unmedicated VBAC that I wanted.
Baby Sam has some jaundice. His test on Friday showed a level of 8.4, so Saturday morning I had to drive into town and take him to the hospital for another test which was 12.1. Then today he had to go again and his level was 15.2. So he has to go again tomorrow, they want to see his levels come back down other wise they are going to have to set him up with the bili lights to help with the jaundice. My milk came in today so the doctor said that would help as the more Sam eats the more he’ll expel the bilirubin from his system. I hate that the poor little guy has to get his foot pricked but it has to be done. Hopefully tomorrow will be the last time, fingers crossed. He also has a checkup tomorrow at the doctors.
Edited 9/22/2003 7:52:32 AM ET by aholton