I went into the hospital on September 12th with a migraine. I had my 39 week check up that day, the doctor said next time you go in we will keep you and induce you. Okay great. So I went in because nothing was helping. My blood pressure was high. My bp was reading 125/91 139/96 138/101 137/93 and 139/97 those where all the reading I had the entire time at the hospital. Right before I left I was also told my baby had a fetal arrhythmia but it was nothing to worry about. But the nurses called the midwife (who knew my doctors plans to keep and Induce me next time I went in) and they sent me home. I was up all night with my migraine, and contractions. I called the doctor as soon as they opened on September 13th and they got me in. That morning I went to the bathroom and had a huge chunk of something come out but figured I wouldn't worry about it as I was losing my mucus plug and having my bloody show all week. But I went to the doctor and his word were "amber, what the fuck I thought we were keeping and Inducing you last night" I said "idk doc I just did what they told me". I told him about my blood pressure and the fetal arrhythmia and how I still had my headache and that I just didn't feel good. He said you're going to the hospital right now and we are Inducing you. You're not going home today. We get over there around 11, they start my antibiotics for the strep b, and the pitocin around 1, my water breaks at 3:05. Baby pooped. That's what I seen in the toilet that morning. I get the epidural around 8-9pm when I'm 5 cm dilated. Midwife (different one than earlier) comes in to place a fetal heart monitor and a contraction monitor on the inside because they were losing her heartrate and the contractions were strong but they weren't showing up. While she's in there placing the monitors she finds out "hey it's not the monitor we are actually losing the heartrate". Because of her fetal arrhythmia, and because she pooped prior to my water breaking she was losing her heartrate. (it got I to her lungs). At 11:40 they decided we needed to do a c section and get the baby out. I get maxed out on epidural, and I couldn't feel her pinching my stomach when she tested before surgery. But we wheeled into the operating room at 12 (midnight) and once they start cutting, I. Felt. Everything. I was screaming "ouch ouch ouch" and right before they pulled baby out I was put to sleep. I came to and I freaked out "is my baby okay. What Happened. where is she. Did she cry. Is she okay. Where is my husband" then I started thanking them continuously. "thank you for saving my baby. Thank you for all your help. Thank you for taking such good care of me I appreciate it". Turns out baby was perfectly healthy and fine. But she did have to have respiratory come and clear her lungs because she had swallowed some of the poop. But all and all she was perfect and healthy. Me on the other hand I'm suffering from PTSD from what happened and the way it happened.. the thought of having another pregnancy literally scares me. I'm Terrified of the pain and recovery and going through everything again. But here's pictures of my baby girl. She was born at 12:38 am September 14th 2019. Weighing 7 pounds 6 ounces and was 20.5 inches long. She is now 9 pounds 8.3 ounces and 23 inches long. She's rolled over onto her side today and she holds her hear up for 2 minutes at a time.