My Birth Story
Well...where to begin lol
During the weeks leading up to his birth, Levi, had me absolutely and completely MISERABLE. I was so ready to have this baby, I couldn't stand it! Once I hit 37 weeks, I started walking to get things going. Late Thursday evening, Sept 10th, at 37 w 3 days, I
lost a little bit of my bloody show. The next day, the 11th, I lost more
throughout the day and was also crampy. No contractions to really complain
about, mostly Braxton hicks. At one point during that day, I went to the
bathroom and lost so much show that I had to keep wiping it up and it got all
over my fingers! So gross! I got excited because I figured something had to be
happening soon! With Anaiya, I had some show with her and about 4 hours later
she was born. So I just KNEW something was getting ready to happen. I had been
walking since the weekend before and was disappointed that nothing had
happened yet. My contractions hadnt even picked up!! I was only 2 cm dilated
too. ( Discovered this at my 37 week check up). I know that dilation doesnt mean much when it comes to determining when labor
is coming, but I had never been that far along and only a 2 lol. To my major
disappointment, I didnt go into labor that night like I'd hoped ( I wanted to
at least get past Sept 11th since thats too sad of a day to be born on IMO). Nothing
happened the whole weekend either, despite vigorous walking!
That Monday night/early Tuesday morning I woke up to very
painful contractions. Painful enough that I couldnt sleep through them at all
and had to breathe a little bit to keep from writhing around from the pain.
They were strong right from the start so I started trying to time them. They
were all over the place at 2-30 minutes apart. So I put my phone back down
after a couple hours and laid there trying to remain calm and wait to see if
they'd become regular. I had been sleeping on the couch and didnt want to wake
Daniel unless I knew it was real. So I would breathe through them alone,
clutching my body pillow and burying my face into it to keep from making noise.
I waited for hours for them to become regular and they never did. In fact by
the time Daniel was leaving for work, they had slowed down. I was very upset
and exhausted from lack of sleep. But, I was hoping that was just the start and that contractions would pick up later during the day and I'd go into labor. Nope, didnt happen. Unfortunately, the same the thing happened
again Tuesday night....annnnd Wednesday night! During the day the contractions
would literally fade and I'd end up with just BH contractions, but after Id go
to sleep that evening, they'd be on and poppin!.
Keep in mind that I was still having bloody show every
single day. I knew that Levi was in the wrong position for labor (OP/
sunny-side up). With a sinking feeling, I realized that I was in prodromal
labor! My body was trying to go into labor but the baby's positioning was
preventing that from happening. I was distraught, moody, tired as all get out,
and so wanting to not be pregnant that I was depressed! I seriously thought I'd
never go into labor and didn't want to be induced at all. I feared the worst
thing possible for me: c-section. I'm absolutely terrified at the thought of
them cutting my abdomen open to remove my baby. I was really freaking out. In
tears almost every day. Like sobbing uncontrollably and snotting everywhere. It
was pathetic lol. Thursday morning (the 17th) from 5am until 10am,
I had the contractions every 10 min but they never got closer! Then they
just suddenly stopped!!! I was done. I called my doctor finally on that morning
and told her what was going on. She said to relax and go to sleep like normal
that night and if the contractions started again, don't wait to see if they'd
get closer or regular, just go to the hospital to get checked out. Perhaps, I
had progressed far enough along that they could give me something to help jump
start the labor. So, later that evening we made arrangements for Tre' and
Anaiya with my sister in law to come stay with them if I went into the hospital
in the middle of the night again.
Surprise, surprise I woke up at 5:39 to a contraction. I
waited to see if I would have 2 more. I did, so I got up and let Daniel know.
He was just getting ready for work in the room so I jumped in the shower while
he put the necessary items in the car and called my sister to have her head
over. In the shower I only had one contraction. Grrrr...After I got out, I went
and sat on the couch and waited to see what was gonna happen. No joke, I didnt
have a single contraction that whole time. My sis arrived and we immediately
jumped in the car and headed to the hospital. I was starting to feel very
discouraged by this time because I only had two contractions during the 15 min
car ride. I felt like I was gonna get there, the nurse was gonna check me, and
see that I was still just 2 cm dilated, no effacement, and send me home. We got
to the hospital at 6:45 am on the dot and right when we walked into the ER,
they immediately sent me up to triage. I didnt even have to wait for a nurse to
come get me because someone was already in the ER. I had another contraction on
the way up to triage. But, that was it. SMH
When I got to triage, it was very slow up there as well, so
they wheeled me into the first room and I changed clothes and got into the bed
to be checked while Daniel filled out the paperwork. I was 4 1/2 cm dilated and
100% effaced! She also said that my water bag was bulging. I was like, "Oh
ok thats some progress!" She agreed and then walked out the room. She came
back in with a cart and IV stuff. I asked her what was gonna happen because I
didnt want to be monitored for hours and then be sent home. I said I'd rather
just go home now lol. She looked at me like I was crazy and said, "Girl,
you're getting admitted! We're not sending you home with bulging waters and
100% effacement!"
AAAAHHHH HAPPPY JOY JOY!!!!!!
I literally teared up lol! I was so happy this baby was
coming out!!! It was go time!!!!
She got my paper work for admission and I was officially
admitted at 7:04. That's how fast everything went lol. I filled out all the
paper work, and had my IV put in and everything. I was wheeled into my room by
7:45.We sent a few msgs and phone calls out to friends and family to let them
know that the baby was FINALLY coming!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When we got to the room I would deliver in, I asked the
nurse if I could have a low dose of pitocin. I told her that the baby was in
the wrong position and that I needed some consistent contractions to get things
really going and him turned the right way. She stared at me for a minute and
laughed and said she had been there for 12 years and a patient has never ASKED
for pitocin before lol. She got me hooked up though and set the dosage at a 2.
Throughout getting admitted and stuff, I think I had about 2 or 3 contractions.
They were strong enough that I couldnt talk through them so she asked me if I
wanted the epidural. I decided at that exact moment that I wanted to go
natural! Don't ask me why lol. I had planned to get the epidural like I did
with the previous births but I decided that since this is prayerfully our last
kid, that I wanted to try it to see if I could do it. My husband, the nurse,
and my sister (who'd arrived by then) all looked at me like I was crazy lol. I
told them I really thought I could do it and I wanted to go for it. My sister
had all three of hers natural so she was really rooting for me to do it.
Daniel...not so much. He was afraid that Id get to the point to where I really
couldnt do it and it be too late. I told him that if it got to the point to
where it was too late for one, then there would be no reason for an epidural
anyway since it was soon gonna be over anyways! LOL
Anywho, the contractions started coming immediately with the
pitocin. Every 1.5 to 2 min. I had asked for the birthing ball because I had
used that through all three labors before but soon found that I could NOT sit
during those contractions. AT ALL. Every contraction, I felt so much pain and
pressure in my vag area that made it worse! I asked everyone in the room to
breathe with me. I'd take a deep breath in and let it out slowly throughout the
contraction. Thankfully each contraction was only about 30 to 40 seconds long.
But, my gawd they were intense. I realized that I could handle them alot better
if I stood through them. So thats exactly what I did. I stood throughout most
of my whole labor until it was time to push. I would lean over the bar attached
to the pitocin pole and stare at the floor while breathing until the
contraction was over. I had planned to update people while in labor like I had
the other times but I just couldn't. For the first time I was not on my phone
while laboring lol!
My doctor came in and told me that she was not going to her
office today until she delivered my baby. She was convinced that he was going to
come super fast so she decided to hang around at the hospital! She checked
me at 8:20 and I was dilated to a 6. She asked if I wanted her to break my
waters to speed things up. I contemplated this because I know that once those
waters are gone the contractions intensify big time. I also knew that once they
broke, things would probably speed up. Sooo, I told her to go ahead and do it.
First off, let me insert this. CONTRACTING WHILE ON MY BACK WAS THE WORST EVER!
Ok, so she tries to break my water using two different tools
but she said the membranes were too thick and that she just couldnt snag it
right to break it. Plus, she was worried that since he was facing up, and my
cervix was behind his head, that once she broke it, the cord could come out first.
So it was decided that I would labor a little bit more and maybe he'd turn and
they would hopefully break on their own. I was fine with that, I’d been on my
back for almost 25 minutes at that point so I just wanted to get back up so I
could finish laboring standing. It was around 8:45 at this point.
I pretty much lost track of time after that. The
contractions were intensifying pain-wise but still remained about 30-40 seconds
long. I wasn't even watching the contraction monitor screen thing anymore. My
sister would watch it for me and let me know when I was almost done. So for the
next hour or so, I would have everyone in the room breathe with me
through the contraction while I swayed and rocked and held on to the pitocin
pole for dear life. I had found a spot on the floor that I stared at to help
get me through each contraction. I was peeing alot and every time I walked the
short way to the bathroom, it felt like the lonnnnngest walk EVER! I felt like
I couldn't walk too fast because then a contraction would come quicker than 2
minutes. But, I also didn't want to be on the toilet contracting cuz sitting
down was horrible for me. It was a no win situation lol.
I begin to feel
like I had to poo. So I let the nurse know, (who hadn't left the room much at
all because she said she was afraid the baby would just pop out before anyone
knew it lol) and she immediately buzzed my doctor because she was convinced
that it was the baby. I kept saying, "No I feel like that is a poop turd,
not a baby head!" She and my sister kept trying to convince me that it was
the baby. I let them think that I believed them and a few minutes later told
them I had to pee again with full intentions to try and poop...and lo and
behold, I pooped! I was NOT about to be the girl who pooped on the table! Nope,
Never, Not me!!!
I was in there longer than everyone in the room thought I’d
be so Daniel knocked and asked me what I was doing. When I told him I was
pooping, he told the nurse and I heard her freak out! She let out a squeal and
said, "Oh my Lord, is she sure it’s not the baby coming out!? Let me in,
Let me in!!" Lol!!! I was done and standing by then, so I let her look in
the toilet (it was flushed by then) and said, "See, no baby!" HAHA
good stuff lol
But, I DID have a ton of pressure still. So, they were right
about that being the baby. So, my doctor had come in as I was telling the nurse
about the pressure. She had me get back up on the horrible bed and checked
me.
It was 9:48, I remember. I was 9 cm, very close to being a 10. But, because he was still facing the wrong way, it was preventing me from becoming complete. So, she had me get on a ball that was shaped like a peanut called..the peanut ball lol. It was actually shaped like the Planter's Peanut guy, you know the dude with the sunglasses lol. I had to turn around facing the back of the bed, take my right leg, and drape it over the ball in between the area where the ball dipped. She said that I should try and stay in that position for either 3 contractions or for 10 minutes, whichever came first. Lemme tell you, that was absolute agonnnnnyyy!!!! In that position, I started shaking from the pain, feeling nauseous and truly felt like I could NOT do it anymore! it was at that point that I started being more vocal with my pain management. I started whimpering and moaning through the contractions. It hurt so bad! It felt like I was in that position, that was a cross between laying on my side and being on all fours, forever!! But, it was only through three contractions and the second my third contraction ended, I asked if I could flip back over. She said that I could and that if, when she checked me and I was still the same, then I’d have to do it again on the other side. Luckily, she checked me and immediately said, "YOUR READY TO HAVE A BABY!!
It was 9:48, I remember. I was 9 cm, very close to being a 10. But, because he was still facing the wrong way, it was preventing me from becoming complete. So, she had me get on a ball that was shaped like a peanut called..the peanut ball lol. It was actually shaped like the Planter's Peanut guy, you know the dude with the sunglasses lol. I had to turn around facing the back of the bed, take my right leg, and drape it over the ball in between the area where the ball dipped. She said that I should try and stay in that position for either 3 contractions or for 10 minutes, whichever came first. Lemme tell you, that was absolute agonnnnnyyy!!!! In that position, I started shaking from the pain, feeling nauseous and truly felt like I could NOT do it anymore! it was at that point that I started being more vocal with my pain management. I started whimpering and moaning through the contractions. It hurt so bad! It felt like I was in that position, that was a cross between laying on my side and being on all fours, forever!! But, it was only through three contractions and the second my third contraction ended, I asked if I could flip back over. She said that I could and that if, when she checked me and I was still the same, then I’d have to do it again on the other side. Luckily, she checked me and immediately said, "YOUR READY TO HAVE A BABY!!
Everyone started filing in at that point, getting stuff
prepped. She told me she was gonna break my water now. I was mid contraction
when she did it, and oooooohhhh my gosh...The water whooshed out of me, I
immediately felt like my butt was going to explode from the amount of pressure
that came, and suddenly my whole body hurt! It was so crazy! I started writhing
on the bed saying, "Omigod, omigod, omigod!!!! My sister and Daniel both
started trying to calm me down while the doctor got her gloves and everything
on. Once I calmed down enough to speak in between contractions, which oddly
enough had spread out, I asked them to place the mirror where I could see him
come out. It was actually pretty comical and had everyone laughing. Here I was,
fully directing the nurse on the perfect mirror placement: " Tilt it
up..now down..a little to the right..no too far..back to the left." Lol
Once that was done, I felt a contraction coming, and that
along with the fact that there was no water anymore, and there was so much pain
and pressure in my butt area, I panicked! I started freaking out saying I can't
do it!! I started sweating ( a first for me during labor) and Daniel saw that
and started blowing on my face. It felt sooooo goood!! I had also started
feeling like I was gonna hurl at any moment so it was alot going on! Everyone
assured me that I could do it and that it wasnt gonna take long for him to come
out..that I was almost done. That helped me refocus and calm down. I asked the
doctor what do I do? It's funny now because this was my fourth time delivering
a baby. But, I really felt like I wouldnt know how to push? Like, how do I push
when Im in so much pain???
She told me to look straight at her, and when she says so,
bear down like I have to poop. For some reason, haha, that clicked for me! When
the next contraction came, I experienced the craziest, coolest, most intense
and most painful moment of my LIFE. My body literally pushed all on its own!!
Like it felt like my whole body was pushing, even my shoulders!! It was so
weird and cool! But, it hurt so bad that I tried to stop it! But couldnt! I
gasped for air as she told me to push again during that contraction. I closed
my eyes and this time pushed hard:
POP!!!
NO JOKE.I heard his head pop out, along with a gush of
water. It was so loud!! We have a video of the birth and you can hear it on the
video too! and HOLY RING OF FIRE!!!! That feeling right there was
...whew...real!!!
The cord was wrapped around his neck twice, so she
quickly removed it and not a moment too soon. Because, my body had a mind of
its own, and I couldnt stop myself from pushing with all my might and then he
was out!!!!!
Levi Alexander was born at 10:24 am!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He cried immediately! He was placed on my chest and it was
love at first sight! The nurse was trying to suction his mouth out since there
was no time when his head first came out, and I remember pushing her hand out
the way so I could see his face. He was absolutely beautiful to me!! They took
him over to do all of the baby checks while I delivered the placenta. It was
weird to actually feel it come out of me this time!
I couldnt believe Id done it! Id given birth naturally with
no pain meds at alll! It was around a 3 hour labor and according to the video,
about 50 seconds of pushing ( although it definitely felt like longer lol. My
doctor kept saying that she bet that it would have been a lot quicker had he
been turned the right way.
I hadnt planned to do it natural and although I had
thought about it throughout the pregnancy, I always felt like I'd still get the
epidural. I am so incredibly proud of myself for pushing myself to do it. I
wanted to see if I could do it, just to say that I did it! And I did. I wanted
to experience feeling the baby actually come out of me, and it was seriously
the coolest, amazing, and most awesome feeling ever. Despite the pain
lol. Its been two weeks and I can still remember what it felt like lol.
So there it is. My first natural birth story of my third
son, Levi!




