Jayasun, this is a little old now, but I totally forgot to check back on this thread, so I didn't see your question to me. Here is my birth story that I posted a while ago on another board, I'm just cutting and pasting here:
I planned to birth at a freestanding birth center, with midwives. I had a relatively easy pregnancy--lots (I mean lots!) of water retention, but they kept saying that it didn't mean anything since my blood pressure was fine. So, my due date comes and goes, only slightly effaced. (by the way, I am so regular that I knew my due date was pretty accurate). About a week after due date they start seeing me every day and trying to sweep my membranes (or whatever the term is, I can't remember, but it's to encourage dilation). Anyway, still no contractions or anything. I remember I went in on a monday, nothing, then tuesday, nothing. Then tuesday night, contractions start. They were not too bad, but immediately pretty close together (about 3-5 minutes apart) but not consistent. Anyway, I call midwives to give them heads up, but still thinking early labor. We agree not to do anything till morning (unless things change). I call doula to give her a heads up too. Then the next 12 hours are somewhat blurry, like I can't remember if I slept or not, if the contractions continued thru-out the night or if they came and went (this inability to remember is scary too).
Anyway, I had another appt that morning already scheduled before contractions started, so we decided that I would go in then, around 11 that am. When I got in, they put me on the monitor (I don't know why since they don't usually use monitor, they usually use dopptone so women aren't strapped down) but she says she just wants to get a 10 min strip to see how he's doing. Well, he is having some decels, and she says that it's not of real major concern, maybe cord compression, but that protocol is that we have to be transferred to hospital to be safe. But it's NOT an emergency. So, can we hang out for a half hour or so and then we'll go to hospital. Ok...meanwhile, they check my bp and urine again even though I'd been in just day before. Well, my bp is HIGH (don't remember what) and I'm spilling proteins, so now all of a sudden (since yesterday) I have pre-eclampsia! Well, still not an emergency, but time to go to hospital. We check in, and so on, get up to room (dh called doula to come to hospital right after they decided to transfer, but she lives half hour away so hasn't gotten there yet). Again, it becomes even more blurry, but they get me in bed, put me on monitor again, and apparently quickly see lots of decelerations, nurse (?, maybe doc?) screams for me to roll on my side NOW (that helps baby to get oxygen or something), then screams for my midwife (who is still attending birth, but at hospital), and then somehow a doc is there, says "can I break her water (who was she asking??), does, and finds fresh meconium, which means baby is in major distress. They then scream stat c-section, race me out of there (leaving my dh to freak out in room not knowing what the hell is happening, with no one there, not even doula, who was kept from coming in, we find out later, because no one knew who she was).
Anyway, they wheel me into op room, give me general anesthesia (because it's such an emergency, usually you're awake w/an epidural), and then proceed to get my baby out with a vertical incision (instead of horizontal). (actually the outer incision is vertical, the uterine incision is horizontal, so I could do a vbac if I ever have the guts to do this again!). Eli's apgar is 1, then 6 I think. He is rushed to NICU for meconium aspiration and high blood pressure. Put on vent for 24 hours, in NICU for 7 days. I did not come out of general till he was gone, and they wouldn't let me see him for 12 hours!! Apparently my first words, to DH, after I came out were "How's Eli?"
The whole NICU/nursing/etc story is for another time. And so much about this experience makes me sad, but the thing that hit me most recently, was that how sad I am that I didn't get to meet or cuddle my baby on my bare chest until 12+ hours after he was born. And I'll never have that moment back.