My birth story

Pretty long! I’m still in shock and it’s been almost two months. My daughter who is 5 came full term with 22 hours of labor with epidural. So with my second I figured it would be about the same and boy was I so wrong. Saturday March 27 I had a few contractions that were kind of uncomfortable but I thought they were Braxton Hicks since I was only 36 weeks. Sunday morning I woke up for my drive by baby shower with more painful “Braxton Hicks” about every hour. I just relaxed and drank water hoping they would go away and I went with it all day. I didn’t think they were real. At 11pm Sunday they got stronger and were every 20 min. I was still in denial because I thought that was crazy. My hospital was 45 min away. I thought well I’ll just see if they get to the 5 min apart. I laid in bed from 11pm-3am breathing through painful back labor still thinking it wasn’t real. I hopped in the shower at 3:30am to relax and then they went straight from every 20 min to constant pain. I couldn’t take it anymore and I knew at that point they weren’t fake. I felt pressure and extreme pain. I woke my husband up at 4:30, trying to pack our bags still hunched over in pain. My husband grabbed our 5 year old and threw her in the car and told me who cares if we don’t have anything let’s go. We dropped my daughter off at my aunts with no shoes or carseat and only one pair of clothes 😂 the whole drive I was in pain and feeling pressure thinking we were about to have a car baby. We make it to the hospital at 5:40 am. They asked if I wanted a wheel chair and I said no because well I felt him coming out as my husband was trying to drag me through my contractions. We got to triage and she asked me to change and all I could get off was my pants. She draped the gown over me with my shirt still on and checked me. Not a word left her mouth she was already on the phone as two other nurses ran in and started pushing my bed out. My poor husband had my shoes, pants and underwear in his arms and took off running behind the nurses. We got into the delivery room and there was only a resident available who was about to leave and ripped his jacket

off. He said his head is coming out the doctor needs to get here. While all of this is happening nurses were trying to get IVs in but they couldn’t because I was in so much pain and basically hyperventilating. Finally a doctor I’ve never met runs in and suits up and says ok time to push. I wanted the epidural so bad and obviously there was no time. I started to push but it hurt so bad that i screamed and yelled I can’t. Bless this nurse who grabbed my face and said “no! No screaming look at me. Your baby pooped inside of you, he needs to come out now! Bare down!” It clicked and I just pushed as hard as I could thinking the whole time I was about

To pass out. Thank god it was only two big pushes but felt like hours. He came shooting out at 4lbs and 14oz. As soon as he was out I had an overwhelming amount of relief. Guess what time it was at this point... I showed up at 5:40am remember? It was now only 6:05am 😳 I looked at my husband and asked him what the hell just happened!? My son ended up in the nicu for two weeks but he’s a healthy strong boy now!