Nightmare birth story time!

Hey ladies!

So I was due on March 12th, but baby was no show. At my obgyn, they scheduled me for induction on March 14th. I was only a fingertip dilated at my appointment.

March 14th I come into the hospital at 8:30 for induction and go straight to L&D. They check me for dilation and tell me I’m still a fingertip. They start me on cytotec (DO NOT TAKE IF OFFERED WHEN YOU ARENT DILATED TRUST ME) and I began contracting. My contractions were about a minute apart and lasted long. They checked me again around 12:30 and I am still a fingertip. I’m getting intense cramping contraction pains and feel as though I’m dilated to at least a 5. A few more hours pass (around 5:30) and I am then dilated to a 2. They continue cytotec in hopes of me dilating to a 3-4 to start pitocin. I do not get to a 3-4 until March 15th in the morning. I had anticipated having an all natural birth but the pain was to the point where I asked for the epidural. They administered it and I felt somewhat better but not 100%. I had no energy. They start me on pitocin March 15th in the AM and I progress with dilation. I have feeling pressures in my rectum and vaginal canal to push but they check me again around 10:00 and I am only 8 cm dilated. I am crying and breathing in and out because of the pain I’m feeling in my groin and rectum. My husband is wigging out because he is seeing the agony I am in. I do not make 9cm until 3:30 pm, but I remain 9cm until 9:00pm. Once they check me and they tell me I’m still a 9, I decide to ask for a c section. My body is exhausted and I have absolutely no energy to push even if he had come down. He was also still sitting high up. I labored for 37 hours before asking for the C-section.

I was wheeled into the operating room around 9:30 with my husband in tow. Once they set me up they allow him to come in. He sits near my head and cries because he is happy but anxious while they’re getting the baby out. 10:16 pm I hear little cries and see them take my son over to the scale. Miguel Aron was born 9lbs 14 ounces and 23 inches long. I would’ve never been able to get him out.

When they hand him off to my husband they tell him they’re taking him to post op and he leaves the room with Miguel. As they’re closing me back up, my uterus begins hemorrhaging. As I am hemorrhaging, my eyes get heavy and they begin sticking me with IVs and other needles. They have to clamp my uterus to stop the bleeding. I feel like I’m fading in and out and the nurse next to me has to hold my head to the aide while I vomit (just stomach bile because you can’t eat with an epidural and you can’t eat or drink anything with c section). I don’t open my eyes until later when I am in the post op room with my husband and son. They didn’t notify him of what happened. They later tell us that if they hadn’t have clamped my uterus and stopped the bleeding they would have had to remove my uterus. Luckily i was able to keep it (I’m 20 and husband is 24 and we planned on more kiddos but now I’m traumatized).

We were in the hospital from March 14th to March 19th. My recovery has been okay, but I have been in some pain that doesn’t seem to want to go away despite my prescription medications. I love my son so much and would do it all over again for him, but I didn’t think my pregnancy would end in me coming close to death. I am blessed and grateful for the love and support I have.