Birth story a year later

I’m telling mg story a year after I had her. It’s been a crazy year. I was due may 16th 2018 and I was being closely monitored by a few drs for a few different things. I’ve been on and off bedrest and in and out of the hospital for early labor with shots and monitoring. I had my baby shower a month before my due date and I continued on with my week as soon as Friday came I felt so good. I had so much energy and I went and helped my grandparents garden and do yard work. Nothing to bad. Easy light duty stuff. The next day I watched movies almost all day. And figured if I were going to go into labor any time soon it would’ve been after doing yard work or being in the sun all day. I wasn’t even having Braxton Hicks. So I go to bed that night.

Every time I woke up that night to use the bathroom it was so painful to pee. But I’d just go back to bed since I was so out of it. That continued all night about 15 times. Than I woke up at 8 am for good and called my dr and I wasn’t even a one at my appt that Friday so she wasn’t to worried and I wasn’t having any good contractions either. So I continued with my morning and got ready for a cna night shift that night. I got my scrubs on and got ready to go have lunch at my moms before heading to work.

Fast forward to lunch at my moms everyone there told me to go walk the stairs given how I felt last night. I thought they were all crazy and I told them how I didn’t want to tire myself out before a 12 hour work shift, but they convinced me and I started walking up and down the stairs. A good ten minutes in and I’m pretty much feeling some good consistent contractions but as soon as I stopped they stopped. My family still thought I should atleast go in and get checked. I kept telling them I’ll get sent home.

I went anyways my family wasn’t having it. So my mom and sisters drove me and I’m telling the nurse I was headed to work that’s why I was in scrubs. And also that she’ll probably send me home because my contractions weren’t consistent but the nurse said we shall see. She gets me hooked up and notices I wasn’t having any contractions. Than she asked me when I was checked last and what I was at. She decides to check me and I’m at a six! A freaking six! I was shocked and I think everyone else was. I still asked if I could go home to atleast grab my stuff and she wouldn’t let me. So my sisters did for me. They still had to somewhat pack my hospital bags because I didn’t have anything ready given I was a few weeks away from my due date.

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Fast forward to my dr coming in and seeing me she said I was about a six and a half and that I was good to get up and walk around or get in the tub. So I had my siblings help me with my makeup. Set up my music and also do my hair. (I know I was one of those people) I also handed the nurses my birth plan and they followed it so well. I didn’t think they would. I’m now in the tub and I’m really feeling the contractions and they’re enough to make it so I can’t talk. I had my favorite women in my family supporting me in that bathroom. I had the perfect playlist playing. It was great!

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Than I felt like I needed to push so I got out to have the nurse check me again. I was at a 9 almost ten and she went to go grab the dr. She came back and said I could start pushing. At this point I was in denial and wanted to go home. I was feeling everything. They got me back on the monitors to make sure baby was okay and she was. Dr comes in and within 8 minutes of pushing I gave birth to my beautiful baby girl in one push. She was so tiny!

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I was able to hold her for two hours without them having to do anything to her yet. It was so magical and amazing. I had a huge support system and it was a beautiful day as well.

She weighed 5 pounds 3 ounces

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