My first (only) pregnancy was pretty hard. I had morning sickness, more like sickness triggered by smells... every time I fed my dogs I'd have to go heave for a while after wards, and most artificial smells did the same thing. Then I had really bad pain in my hips and back, and ended up quiting martial arts (non-contact) much earlier in my pregnancy than I wanted.
Then I had GD, though... barely. I failed the one hour test by 3 points and the 3 hour test by 2 points. But none the less, they put me on a (stupid) diet plan, and made me take my blood sugar 4 times a day (that was more often LOW than high) and even put me on drugs to lower my blood sugar that would drop my blood sugar down in the the 50s. My OB didn't seem concerned about that at all.... *face palm*
They threatened me with with an induction ON my EDD. I refused (I knew that much). They striped my membranes the day before my EDD and about 30 hours later I went into labor. I didn't think it was real because I had contractions on and off so many times before. It wasn't till a few hours later that I realized how steady these ones were (that was about 11pm). At 3am the contractions were 4 mins apart and decently strong so we went to the hospital, I was only 2 cm. They monitored me for 30mins and asked me to stay. After that I got up and walked around (still having very regular contractions), sat on my ball, and just generally hung out and dealt with the contractions pretty well.
I wasn't allowed to eat and the last time I had eaten was about 8pm Friday night (it was now sat morning) at a festival. My husband snuck me some Gatorade and eggs, but it made my blood sugar go up and they threatened me with insulin if it happened again and I didn't want the baby to get insulin and then possibly have low blood sugar when he was born. So I didn't eat any more.... Soon I was at 5... then the contractions got a lot lot harder. I don't know why but they did, and I was miserable. I wanted a tub, but there were none, I stood in the shower, I sat on the toilet, I sat on the ball, nothing gave me any relief, so I took some sort of pain meds, and attempted to rest, it didn't work... by the afternoon I was asking for an epidural. And after that my labor pretty much stopped. My contraction went from every 4-5minutes to every 10, and soon they were giving me pit to get them back to every 5 minutes. by 7 that night I was still at 5cm (I had been for 12 hours now) and soon my OB was pushing for a section, since the baby was fine I kept pushing her off, until finally I knew I was too exhausted to push a baby out anyway, so I consented and at 9:14pm my son was born via C-Section. I was in a clear enough state of mind to yell at them for not waiting till 9:18 since the date was 9-18. lol. Once he was actually born I was high as a kite and that didn't come down for weeks despite the pain. I LOVE being a mom, its seriously the best thing in the world, but my birth experience was awful. Thinking about birth makes me panic..... Oh another big point you need to know. DS was Posterior! We suspected this, and attempted to turn him during labor, to no avail.
Looking back I know a few things I WILL do different next time, I will have a better diet, because I already do. My diet was pretty awful during that pregnancy, lots of processed junk, I would just eat half my fries so I wouldn't go over my carb limit..... Now I eat "clean" and very healthy. I also will eat during my labor, no matter if I labor at home or a hospital. I also didn't do anything during pregnancy to be in shape for labor (in fact the only exercise I got was walking, which was a lot less that before) or to help the baby get in a good position. Now I know there are things you can do through-out your pregnancy to help with position. Also I will make sure I have water available to labor in.
Any other thoughts. I'm seriously terrified of having another kid, but I REALLY want another kid. If I have another section though it will probably be my last birth. I need some encouragement as my husband and I would both like another baby ASAP!