just wanted to let the MDC world know that we didnt achieve our UC ... after 24 loooooong hours of hard labor, i decided to go to the hospital to make sure baby was ok, esp since i suspected baby to be transverse at one point.
anyways, we get there and he is totally in position and i am 6-7 centimeters.
so annoyed that i didnt stick it out, but i promised my dh that i would UC as long as everything was going good and as long as i felt baby was safe, and i know he appreciates that i kept my word. 24 hours is pretty long, after all.
a bit off topic - the hospital was horrible! worst than my first birth! i had those blue sterile sheets of paper draped all over me (who does that anymore?!?) big huge spotlights from the ceiling were turned on (the doctor, "well we have to see whats going on!") and the dr that delivered put his finger somehow inside me and pulled down sooo hard to "open me up" and he wouldnt stop! i hadnt even pushed yet!
i had to yell at everyone to stop screaming "PUSH!", i ripped off the fetal monitor because i just couldnt stand it anymore, i threw off my gown (which the nurses continually tried putting back on ... ugh!!) the dr scolded me for contaminating his glove when i moved his hand off my vagina (he was hurting me so bad!)
what an experience. i had no meds, birthed a 9 lb 7 oz boy, no tears and everyone congradulated themselves on how good they delivered him.
but i spoke up way more and i am so proud of myself for doing things my way (taking off my gown/monitor, not allowing the hep b shot, not allowing him to be washed, not allowing him to be taken to the nursery,etc..)
thanks for reading!
anyways, we get there and he is totally in position and i am 6-7 centimeters.
so annoyed that i didnt stick it out, but i promised my dh that i would UC as long as everything was going good and as long as i felt baby was safe, and i know he appreciates that i kept my word. 24 hours is pretty long, after all.a bit off topic - the hospital was horrible! worst than my first birth! i had those blue sterile sheets of paper draped all over me (who does that anymore?!?) big huge spotlights from the ceiling were turned on (the doctor, "well we have to see whats going on!") and the dr that delivered put his finger somehow inside me and pulled down sooo hard to "open me up" and he wouldnt stop! i hadnt even pushed yet!
i had to yell at everyone to stop screaming "PUSH!", i ripped off the fetal monitor because i just couldnt stand it anymore, i threw off my gown (which the nurses continually tried putting back on ... ugh!!) the dr scolded me for contaminating his glove when i moved his hand off my vagina (he was hurting me so bad!)
what an experience. i had no meds, birthed a 9 lb 7 oz boy, no tears and everyone congradulated themselves on how good they delivered him.
but i spoke up way more and i am so proud of myself for doing things my way (taking off my gown/monitor, not allowing the hep b shot, not allowing him to be washed, not allowing him to be taken to the nursery,etc..)
thanks for reading!
