- Contractions all night, easy to ignore. I assumed they were prodromal again and just ignored them, but was very restless & emotional and ended up being up nearly all night.
- Just before 7 a.m., while nursing DS, my water breaks.
- Hour 1: Uh, this is definitely labour. And it’s moving FAST. DH calls MW and asks her to come to our place rather than meeting us at hospital. While she is on her way, hello, transition. Aaaand here we go with involuntary pushing.
- Hour 2: Primary MW arrives with student, I am fully dilated with a bit of a lip. She again recommends hospital, I reply that I am very sorry, I cannot even imagine moving, and we prepare for a possible precipitous, unplanned home birth. Doula, second MW and another MW who lives in area arrive in quick succession.
- Hour 3: I am in tub we had rented in case I laboured at home. It does not help, but is at least differently painful. Still trying to remove lip, as pushing with it is excruciating. Finally get it out of the way.
- Hour 4: Pushing without lip also excruciating. Screaming. Taking a long time, I am getting exhausted. We know baby is big and big baby + slow pushing + diabetes = high risk for shoulder dystocia, so MW again recommends we head to hospital. I agree now, MW calls 911. Ambulance arrives. I attempt to leave house and walk to ambulance naked, but am intercepted and wrapped in a sheet by EMT. (Thanks for keeping me from shocking the hell out of the neighbours and off YouTube, EMT!) Wild ambulance ride, I am keenly disappointed that they do not have drugs for me. Contractions very hard to take in ambulance.
- Hour 5: Arrive at hospital, they rush to set up. I am begging for pain meds, specifically general. Desperately want to be put out. Am told it’s too late to get narcotics or epidural, and they are not going to give me general, but I can have a little gas if desired. Uh, YES, desired. Line of the day: Nurse is trying to get me to turn so she can put in IV; I cannot fathom turning while in this much pain. Me to nurse, “Get me the entonox, and then we’ll talk.” A few whiffs of gas help take the edge off for about 10-15 minutes, they get IV in and everything set up, and then they tell me I have to push. I really, really don’t want to. I want a nap. Preferably one outside my body. MW tells me that baby is starting to show signs of tiring, and I need to get him out. So the only way out is through. I start pushing hard, multiple times with every contraction. 20 incredibly painful minutes later and after some shoulder dystocia resolved quickly with McRoberts, baby is born!
Baby stats: 4400 g (9 lbs 11 oz) and 58 cm (23 inches) long. Is an expert at nursing already, and has sailed through blood sugar checks. Very alert! Not named yet.
Me: Second degree tear and some back pain from pushing in weird positions, but OVER THE MOON about having avoided a c/s and welcoming this gorgeous little guy, who is now sleeping in my other arm as I type. Got everything I wanted out of this birth, including getting to hold and cuddle him immediately.
DH and DS thrilled as well. DS wants baby to be with him at all times because he is, “so interesting.”