Rachel's Grand Entrance By Ruthie Print
Birth Stories - C-Section Birth Stories
Wednesday, 14 January 2009 08:49
On my last official office visit, my doctor decided to put me in the hospital and induce labor. Since this was my first pregnancy, I was so excited at the prospect of finally meeting my baby, I agreed right away. I didn't know at the time that inducing unnecessarily was not a good idea. I had a perfect pregnancy, and had no problems the entire nine months. He had absolutely no cause for admitting me two days before my due date.

Anyway, I checked into the hospital that evening at ten o'clock. The nurses started the pitocin drip, and we waited. And waited. I was checked periodically all night long and all the next day, and nothing happened. No dialation, no change at all. They broke my water thinking that would cause me to dialate, but no. I still remained very pregnant and my cervix very closed. My back ached from lying on it all night and all day, my insides were sore from their poking and prodding.

Finally he suggested a c-section because it was apparent the pitocin wasn't going to take. Ten minutes after my husband and I okayed the surgery, we were being prepped in the OR. The anesthesiologist told me that I would have to endure some "pushing" during the birth. Not vaginal pushing, but two nurses and an orderly shoving the breath from my lungs. Just as I managed to suck air back into my crushed chest, they shoved me down again.

My daughter was basically "popped" out of me. This was frightening and slightly painful, but as soon as I heard those uncertain "where am I?" cries I forgot my own discomfort. They wrapped her up, handed her to my husband, and he held her down by my head to see. She looked at me intently, then fanned her fingers across my face. That was the most precious moment of my life. I knew at that moment that God had placed me on this earth to be her mother.