Birth story ~very long~ Trust your gut!! - Scariest day of my life

This might be a longer story. But it goes to show how different every pregnancy can be and to always trust your gut when it comes to your little one.

On Monday June 17th I received my second membrane sweep. I lost a good chunk of my mucus plug with blood (bloody show). Not much exciting happened after that. I figured the sweep didn’t work.

The next night I started getting what I was sure were irregular contractions. They radiated from my back to my pelvis, and we’re fairly painful. So I decided to spend the day in the city at my moms. (I live an hour away from the hospital) I figured it was better safe than sorry!

Wednesday and Thursday were pretty uneventful. I wasn’t getting anymore contractions during the day at all. However, I was having extreme pain at night. But the pain was still very inconsistent and I didn’t think much of it. - Doctors tell you to not bother going in until their consistent.

Come Friday, I was at home speaking to my mom about everything and she seemed fairly

Concerned. She convinced me to go into the city and visit L&D to make sure everything was ok.

I was there for a total of 8 hours. They checked me and I was at 3-4cm’s and was having contractions 5mins apart but not feeling a single one. They then asked me to walk for a couple hours to see if there was progression. - There was, and I was then at 4-5cm’s.

This still wasn’t enough for them to keep me.

Before I left they did one more check on baby to make sure he was ok. When his heart rate randomly dropped to 50bpm!

They kept him on the monitor for over an hour after and there were no more concerns. So I went back to stay at a family members house close to the hospital. (They refused to let me go home an hour out of the city)

I was ok with this, thinking I could get a good night sleep and help induce labour the next day with lots of walking.

But, instead I was up all night long with horribly painful contractions lasting 60’seconds and 5 mins apart. Only problem was, once I got out of bed the contractions completely slowed down and became irregular again.

I decided to go into L&D that evening anyway because something didn’t feel right. I wanted to see if I had progressed enough for them to keep me and possibly induce me.

When I got there I was 7-8cm’s!! 😳

The nurses were shocked because I wasn’t feeling anything, only light contractions here and there.

They got me a room within the hour, and I was sitting up, laughing and talking with no pain.

The doctor came in and broke my water around 10pm. Not much came out which concerned me.

By 12 I was having more regular and stronger contractions. But still only around 8cms.

Baby’s head was so low and ready to come.

Then out of nowhere my nurse left the room and came back with the doctor and another nurse. They started flipping me into different positions, telling me everything was fine...

They then started to wheel me to the back to an operating room.. I was petrified.. bawling my eyes out because everything was perfect until that point.. I was so scared for my boy..

It turns out his heart rate dropped three times below 50, then they couldn’t find it at all..

They literally put the ultrasound wand onto his head from within me to get his heart rate on the screen. Other nurses were running around me prepping for an emergency c-section.

They first wanted to try to vacuum him out. But changed their minds. Even though they had already put it on (which hurt like crazy). At this point I had zero meds for pain.

They then asked me to try and push on a contraction. But when I had a contraction it would squeeze the baby and cause him to pinch a nerve in my back. It caused me to feel paralyzed.. I physically could not move my body.

I had my husband and mom lift me up so I could bear down and push, since I couldn’t pick my own body up.

After about 6 contractions he was out. Bruised and purple all over.. the poor baby had such a traumatic delivery. But he was there, breathing and safe.

The labour and delivery with my daughter was so different... I’m afraid that if I wouldn’t have listened to my mom to go in when I did, and I waited for regular contractions like they tell you to, that I wouldn’t have my baby boy today.

It was the scariest day of my life. But I couldn’t be more grateful to have my little boy in my arms today.

Charles (Charlie) Kenneth Rene

June 23rd, 2019 ~ 1:22am

8lbs 3oz ~ 20 inches

Please, Ladies. If you are ever unsure of ANYTHING with your pregnancy, go in. Don’t feel silly or worry that the nurses will be annoyed with you.

This is your babies life at stake. Take care of yourself, and listen to your heart. 💜💙