The Story of Jacob's Birth By Chris Print
Birth Stories - C-Section Birth Stories
Monday, 09 February 2009 08:50
Jacob was due on February 17th. That day came and went. I went to the doctor's office on February 24th for a non-stress test. The baby wasn't moving a lot so the doctor and nurses were concerned and made me eat candy to stimulate him. Instead of being hooked up to the machine for a half-hour, I was hooked up about an hour and a half. Then the doctor wanted to do an ultrasound and examine me. The examination brought tears to my eyes, it was so painful. I think he was trying to put me into labor right there. He said, "If you see a little bleeding tonight, don't be alarmed."

Well, sure enough that night I had a little spotting and didn't think anything of it and went to bed. Hours later I woke up with severe diarrhea. And then the contractions started coming. I laid on the couch from 2 a.m. until about 8 a.m. After we timed the contractions, and found they were 2 minutes apart, we went to the hospital.

They said they normally would not admit me because I was only dilated to about a 1. But since the contractions were so close, they admitted me. I was in extreme pain, but kept breathing through it. I took whatever drugs were offered to me. The doctor came in and broke my water. I was given an epidural. What a difference! I was sitting up and talking, I even made my husband bring me my hairbrush so I could fix up my hair. The doctor predicted that I would deliver around 6 p.m.

Well around 6 p.m. I was ready to start pushing. They turned off my epidural and major pain came back again. I pushed and pushed but I felt that I wasn't making any progress. They had pushing specialists come in and check to see if I was doing it right. When they checked Jacob, they found that his head was facing up instead of down (they called it "sunny side up"). The nurse was determined to turn him manually. Ow! But I was determined not to have a C-section. The doctor said to push until 9 p.m. and if there was no progress, I would have a C-section. Nine o'clock came and went and I was too exhausted to push anymore. So I was told to have a C-Section.

As I was being prepped, I was begging to have my epidural turned back on. The nurse said she did turn it back on but I was still in major pain. So I was wheeled into the delivery room where the anesthesiologist tried to get my epidural going. Nothing happened. The doctor was yelling, "I have to get this baby out NOW! Are we doing an epidural or what?" Next thing I knew I was being knocked out with general anesthesia.

I woke up in the recovery room, and my husband told me we had a beautiful son, 8 lbs., 4oz. 21 inches, born at 10:00 p.m. I was so out of it, all I could ask was "Was it a boy?"