I used to watch Flight of the Concords…which is where I ripped off the title, “If that’s what you’re into” for this post – credit given where it is due.
Speaking of being due…
I didn’t go into labor naturally “on time” and I elected to be induced August 22nd at 10am.
I definitely feel like so many of my prayers were answered, all the things I was stressing over got worked out.
First – I didn’t want to put any of my friends out with having them take my two year old for who-knows-how-long? …as fate (or heaven) would have it, my dad decided to come up to Columbia, mainly because he was missing my mom, but he extended his visit to stay with my Wiley.
Worry Number One – eliminated
Second – this was my first time being induced. It seemed sort of unnatural to me to force the baby out if he wasn’t ready, even if I was. Being induced also means artificial Pitocin (Oxytocin) being streamed into an IV to start contractions, which has the potential to bring on very strong contractions. I just feared the pain I knew would come.
I knew physically I could live through it. For thousands of years women gave birth with nothing more than a lay midwife to assist them…and for many others, they gave birth alone.
But sitting in hospital room 338, on an exercise ball, reading my library book, “Instant Mom” by Nia Vardalos (which I would recommend – an adoptive birth story), I labored for several hours comfortably from 2 to about five centimeters.
At four centimeters the OB broke my water.
Although still not having painful contractions from 4 to 5cm, I sat on the ball with tears trickling down my cheeks.
I was afraid, I knew what was coming and wondered if I would have more than two children.
The contractions got stronger and eventually the pain crept into my back. Back Labor, GREAT, just what I was hoping for.
My mom and husband tried to make me comfortable, but I had decided before my OB came back into my room that I wanted to be juiced up.
Give me the epidural – I have already been through labor hell – if I have the choice – I’m not going through that again.
The Anesthesiologist was awesome, I hardly felt the local anesthetic poke into my back and frankly I didn’t care, I was on the road to recovering my sanity. If happiness comes in the form of a big fat needle shoved into my back? Please, sign me up!
Numb – gloriously numb!
Some downsides? Well, I had to get a catheter. Here I thought I’d go my whole life without needing one of those…
I felt good enough to keep asking my mom, “How is Wiley and dad doing?” She was getting steady text messages from dad and everything back home was fine.
After being juiced up, I turned my TV on and watched House Hunters International and Love It or List It Too…that’s not a downside to labor, by the way.
Ten hours after being hooked to my IV to induce labor, the OB announced that I was ready to push.
Oh Boy, I was nervous about this part…but I was still cracking jokes, because I felt well enough to!
I did three quick pushes – CRAP – I pooped…It’s true and you should be aware that this happens (so I discovered).
for the first time since I was 12 (story for another day) I pooped unintentionally.
I’m sure you all wanted to know that part – but that is an ugly reality of child birth.
I did three more quick pushes – Doc was getting excited and I did three more quick pushes and the baby’s head came out.
I didn’t have to push anymore after that – My baby just came out and was placed on my chest – relieved to find my second child was as cute; it was a concern for me. My first child was cute, so I was hoping the second would match him in cuteness – no disappointment there.
Some minor worries – I didn’t want to tear (I was very concerned about my lady parts), I didn’t want to get any hemorrhoids from pushing (who wants those??) and I didn’t want to poop.
Two out of three ain’t bad.
At the end of the day, literally, I felt so good that I knew I would have more children. I would have to do the pregnancy thing again, but I knew that I would not have to fear the labor and birth experience anymore and that made me really happy.
It may sound silly to you, but as soon as my back went numb I was thanking my heavenly Father profusely for the availability of modern medicine. I thanked Him for inspiring the person who developed this wonderful thing called Epidural.
Do I think every women should use them – certainly not – if women want to go naturally, “You GO girl”…but that girl wont be me, ever again.