So- ds's birth was quite traumatic for dp and I. We both decided that we don't ever want me to get pg again.
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We ttc for 20mos to get pg with ds. My pg was "textbook" per my ob/gyn. It was totally fine- very little morning sickness, I felt great, I was so happy.
His birth- my water broke in the middle of the night, and went to the hospital. They insisted that I stay in bed, and not be allowed to get up (I *think* I was bleeding a small amount). They told me that since my water broke, if he wasn't born in 24 hours they'd do a c-section, so they wanted to give me Pitocin. I agreed (one of my stupid mistakes of the day). Ds's heart rate went way down (40bpm or something like that), and they attached an internal monitor, and gave me an epidural at 2cm "just in case" we needed an emergency c-section.
So, I'm on Pitocin, attached to an internal monitor, and had a VERY early epidural (none of THIS was on my birth plan
). I think there were other interventions they did, but I don't really remember.
Labor was painless, and the epi didn't wear off enough when it was time to push. I pushed for a while, then they "helped" (I think with a suction thing?) get him out. At this point, the epi HAD worn off, and I was majorly bleeding. The doc stitched me up (I guess I tore), and that didn't stop it. So he reached up inside me, over and over and over, to see if there was placenta left. That sucked. It hurt like hell, and I feel sick just thinking about it. Dp did yell at them and tell them to give me *some* sort of pain relief, which they did. There was no placenta left. They have no idea why I'm bleeding.
So they took me to the OR (luckily AFTER I heard them say that ds was perfectly fine). Left dp with ds in a room covered in my blood. (I never got the bonding experience, but I'm glad that at least dp did!). I'm in an OR mostly unconscious. They don't know what to do except stuff my uterus full of gauze to hopefully stop the bleeding. Poor dp, didn't know what was happening.
So the next few days I was in pain, but mostly unconscious. They gave me 5 pints of blood, and wanted to give me a 6th but the doc was ok with me refusing that one. I was attached to about every hospital thing you could imagine- oxygen, a few iv's, various monitors, etc. I could hardly roll over the first 2 days to nurse ds (thankfully dp did all the nursing work, other than me providing the breast). I found out that if the bleeding didn't stop, the only other option was a hysterectomy. They didn't let me eat or drink anything for 2 days after delivery, because we had to be ready for surgery. That sucked big time.
We left the hospital 6 days later.
That was 4 years ago, and I still have a scar from where they did the blood clot test. Now if there is still a scar on my arm, imo it seems quite likely that there could be damage on my uterus that didn't heal perfectly as well.
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So, here we are 4 years later, and I really want another child, and for ds to have a sibling. I really want to adopt, and dp is for adoption, but isn't sure he wants any more children at all.
The other day, we had an incident that could lead to an unplanned pg. I'm torn between panicking, and really hoping that I am pg. I start thinking about car seats, clothes, toys, a sibling for ds, and it seems awesome.
But then I think about the birth, and the fact that I'd really like to survive, and I get panicky- like freaked out panicky. I'm not literally concerned that I'll die, but I AM concerned that my body was so damaged that it won't be able to hold a pg to term, or that I will end up with a hysterectomy next time.
Part of me would LOVE to have an "unplanned" pg. After all the obsessing and ttc to get pg with ds. (of course, here I am obsessing about whether or not I'm pg now). I've also had the thought that it would be nice to have a chance to have a "good" birth. In BC, where we live now, they give you the option of having a doctor or a midwife, so I feel a small amount of relief that I could pick a midwife.
But the other part- is just panic. I'm freaked out. I'm obsessing. I don't know what to think.
Anybody else torn like that? Any advice? Opinions?
background~~~~~~~~~~~~
We ttc for 20mos to get pg with ds. My pg was "textbook" per my ob/gyn. It was totally fine- very little morning sickness, I felt great, I was so happy.
His birth- my water broke in the middle of the night, and went to the hospital. They insisted that I stay in bed, and not be allowed to get up (I *think* I was bleeding a small amount). They told me that since my water broke, if he wasn't born in 24 hours they'd do a c-section, so they wanted to give me Pitocin. I agreed (one of my stupid mistakes of the day). Ds's heart rate went way down (40bpm or something like that), and they attached an internal monitor, and gave me an epidural at 2cm "just in case" we needed an emergency c-section.
So, I'm on Pitocin, attached to an internal monitor, and had a VERY early epidural (none of THIS was on my birth plan
). I think there were other interventions they did, but I don't really remember.Labor was painless, and the epi didn't wear off enough when it was time to push. I pushed for a while, then they "helped" (I think with a suction thing?) get him out. At this point, the epi HAD worn off, and I was majorly bleeding. The doc stitched me up (I guess I tore), and that didn't stop it. So he reached up inside me, over and over and over, to see if there was placenta left. That sucked. It hurt like hell, and I feel sick just thinking about it. Dp did yell at them and tell them to give me *some* sort of pain relief, which they did. There was no placenta left. They have no idea why I'm bleeding.
So they took me to the OR (luckily AFTER I heard them say that ds was perfectly fine). Left dp with ds in a room covered in my blood. (I never got the bonding experience, but I'm glad that at least dp did!). I'm in an OR mostly unconscious. They don't know what to do except stuff my uterus full of gauze to hopefully stop the bleeding. Poor dp, didn't know what was happening.
So the next few days I was in pain, but mostly unconscious. They gave me 5 pints of blood, and wanted to give me a 6th but the doc was ok with me refusing that one. I was attached to about every hospital thing you could imagine- oxygen, a few iv's, various monitors, etc. I could hardly roll over the first 2 days to nurse ds (thankfully dp did all the nursing work, other than me providing the breast). I found out that if the bleeding didn't stop, the only other option was a hysterectomy. They didn't let me eat or drink anything for 2 days after delivery, because we had to be ready for surgery. That sucked big time.
We left the hospital 6 days later.
That was 4 years ago, and I still have a scar from where they did the blood clot test. Now if there is still a scar on my arm, imo it seems quite likely that there could be damage on my uterus that didn't heal perfectly as well.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ end of background
So, here we are 4 years later, and I really want another child, and for ds to have a sibling. I really want to adopt, and dp is for adoption, but isn't sure he wants any more children at all.
The other day, we had an incident that could lead to an unplanned pg. I'm torn between panicking, and really hoping that I am pg. I start thinking about car seats, clothes, toys, a sibling for ds, and it seems awesome.
But then I think about the birth, and the fact that I'd really like to survive, and I get panicky- like freaked out panicky. I'm not literally concerned that I'll die, but I AM concerned that my body was so damaged that it won't be able to hold a pg to term, or that I will end up with a hysterectomy next time.
Part of me would LOVE to have an "unplanned" pg. After all the obsessing and ttc to get pg with ds. (of course, here I am obsessing about whether or not I'm pg now). I've also had the thought that it would be nice to have a chance to have a "good" birth. In BC, where we live now, they give you the option of having a doctor or a midwife, so I feel a small amount of relief that I could pick a midwife.
But the other part- is just panic. I'm freaked out. I'm obsessing. I don't know what to think.
Anybody else torn like that? Any advice? Opinions?







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I think the person who told you to go to the hospital at the first sign of labor did you a great disservice. Nothing but trouble comes from being at the hospital in early labor.