This is my second child so why am I so nervous about the birthing process this time? The first time I had no idea what to expect. But, this time I had memories of the experience and maybe that is why I found myself a bit fearful. However, when the time came I found myself to be quite calm about it.
I started having contractions on Friday night around dinner time- 6pm. I was timing them and bouncing on the birthing ball when I would have one. As dinner went on (I was eating eggplant parmesan) I told my husband we had to get prepared to go to the hospital. The contractions were about 10 minutes apart and last 1 minute. After this went on for an hour I was rushing my hubby along… They were now about 6 minutes apart and it was 7:30pm. My mom was there with our daughter and we took off for the hospital.
We live about 30 minutes from the hospital and by the time we arrived my contractions were 5 minutes apart. We checked in and they wanted to ‘observe’ me to see if they would admit me. I was only 3cm but the contractions were down to 4 minutes apart so they let me stay and I asked for the epidural. I was admitted at 8:20pm.
This is the scariest part for me. I hate needles and I was so afraid that I would get paralyzed or something (yes, I’m a bit overdramatic). The anesthesiologist came in and I sat up and hunched over for him to do his work. I was shivering and very afraid. My husband was awesome and supportive as the epidural was administered. The anesthesiologist was a sweet man who had an 18 month old son whom he spoke of with new daddy pride. He gave the best epidural ever! I was numb from mid-belly to mid-thigh but I was able to move my feet and legs and could even lift my bottom- thanks Dr. Lopez!
My OB/GYN was going out of town Saturday at 3am to run a marathon in Sacramento and she was speaking to the nurses regularly. We decided to break my bag of waters. The doctor also said that they could give me pitocin to speed things along in order for her to make the delivery. I told my nurse that I didn’t care if my doctor would be there or another doctor- I didn’t want pitocin if I didn’t need it. She agreed and I didn’t receive any. At this point it is roughly 11pm.
Time flew by – they checked me around 12:45am and said I was dilated to 10cm. The nurse had me do a practice push and she ran to call the doctor. My OB arrived and was her normal, cheery self at 1:15am.
I pushed through three contractions before the miracle of life, my newborn son, arrived! We didn’t know the gender of the baby so we were both very excited to see a little penis. haha
Patrick was born at 1:47am and was 7lbs 7ozs. He is perfect in every way and my husband and I feel truly blessed to add him to our family.