An Early Autumn
The story of my daughter's birth
After trying to conceive for a
year and a half, with no reason why we could not,
I finally did so
and expected my bundle on September 14th.
At 6:30 am on August 14, 1999,
the day of my baby shower, I woke up gushing fluid. I jumped up half
asleep thinking I was peeing the bed. I called my OB's service and a
stranger called me back. He was on call for that weekend and it worked in
my favor as he was a high risk specialist. He told me to get in ASAP to
check everything. So off we went to triage.
I got a lot of great gifts and ate water ice as everyone dined on pasta. I was back on time and as promised, Pitocin was started. Then I started to contract! They hit me like a truck with no warning. This went on for 3 hours. Then they gave me my first internal I had since my first OB visit. I was at 0 centimeters. Not even a fingertip! I started to cry and asked for an epidural. Relief was 15 minutes away and I got some rest through the night. The only pain I had was in my hand from the IV antibiotics I was given every 6 hours.
At 9am on August 15th, I was
fully dilated. The epidural was wearing off and I just wanted to push. I
did so for an hour and a half. I remember begging for the forceps I was so
tired! The OB said to give it 5 more minutes. Sure enough, 5 minutes later
I heard him say, "Here's the head."then "She's aspirating" I was scared
so I pushed her shoulders out so hard and so fast I gave myself a
stage 3 laceration.
My recovery was fairly easy.
Autumn however was in the NICU for 5 days. Her breathing was rapid and her
bilirubin elevated. When she was allowed to, after 2 days of nothing but
IV fluids, I tried to breast feed her. She was so lethargic. When I went
home without her, I thought my heart would break. That was the hardest
part of the whole birth.