I love reading other people’s experience with labor and delivering their little ones, and now I finally get to share mine! Might be kinda long so I apologize in advance.

On Sunday 2/09 I was supposed to be in induced at 4pm since i was recovering from a kidney infection caused by baby laying on the right kidney, but at 8am I rolled over to big spoon my fiancé and my water immediately broke. So I jumped out of bed woke him and my mom up, ran the bathroom, changed and grabbed a towel to put under my legs because it would not stop coming out. It was honestly such an exciting yet gross feeling. We got to the hospital at around 9am and got checked in and settled. The midwife wanted to see how my body would progress naturally on its own, but the process was going a little slow and I was only at 3cm 80% effaced before starting the pitocin at 2pm. I think they gave me a low dose because I didn’t need much as my body was doing good. Got the epidural which I was terrified to get, and I’m not going to lie it was uncomfortable, BUT I’m so glad I ended up getting it because it truly saved my life in the end.

My body had finally dilated to a 10 and it was time to push and I was ready! I kept telling everyone I would push as long as it took because I really didn’t want a c section( I was extremely terrified of just the epidural so I couldn’t even imagine having to get a c section) .Unfortunately i couldn’t really feel the contractions to know when to push so they ended the epidural(not really sure how I just know my body wasn’t getting any more) and omg that is when all hell broke loose.I pushed without anything for like 4 hours. At first it wasn’t bad, but the last hour and a half was the worst pain I’ve ever experienced in my life. I was screaming at the top of my lungs and crying to no end. Finally the midwife looks at me and says “ the baby is turned and is stuck, i just don’t think he’s going to come out” and I cried so hard. My biggest fear was happening. I felt like I did something wrong or that my body had failed me. She assured me that I did everything possible like I should’ve and that it was just the baby. Well they got the guy to come back in and give me another dose of the epidural, got my shit together, and signed the papers to start the process. At this time it was 7ish am when they rolled me back. Everyone could tell that I was scared and thank god for my fiancé being there holding my hand and comforting me. They got our son out and I heard him cry and was so happy. I kept wanting the process to be over so I could see him. Buuuut the last little bit the epidural started to wear off so I felt the last 10-15 mins of what they were doing.

My body hurts, I’m incredibly exhausted, but I’d do it all over again if I had to. Our son is beautiful and our hearts are so full. I can’t believe I carried him for 9 months and was able to experience all of this. Keanu Ahiga was born at 8:05am weighing at 7lbs 8oz. Here’s some pictures of our first day as a family