M’s Father’s Day Birth Story

M’s Father’s Day Birth Story

Mama: Sarah K.

Stats: 7 lbs 4 oz, 19.4 inches

Type of Birth: Vaginal

Birth Location: Hospital

Primary Care: Obstetrician

The excitement of becoming a mother was there— I was ready to be a mom, hold my little bundle of joy and no longer share my belly with someone. However, the thought of birthing a child I was not excited nor ready for.

The week before M was born, I went to the hospital during a work day because I had lots of pressure below and felt like she was going to fall out. My OB thought it best I leave the office and go to the hospital just in case I was in labor. Of course I spent four hours of my life in the hospital and had no baby to show for it. Thank goodness I brought my lunch from work and for hospital TV!

The Thursday before her due date, I was having back pain so my boss was very generous and let me work from home on my computer that week— which I was also thankful for because I looked horrible. I was really puffy and swollen everywhere! While on the phone with co-workers, I started having mild contractions which I thought might be Braxton-Hicks, but I thought it might be the start of back labor. This got me excited and I started timing the contractions. They came down to about 5-10 minutes apart and my husband who happened to also be working from home said “you better grab your bags because we’re going to the hospital.”

We arrived at the hospital. I never actually felt those terrible contractions everyone had described to me, but I had dilated to a 3. They kept me for two hours but I didn’t progress so they sent us home, again with no baby.

Friday, I had no contractions or additional discomfort besides your usual, “get this baby out of me now,” “how much longer do we have to wait,” and “my hips are killing me, when does this stop” type pain.

Saturday was a different story. I had the same cramping pains as Thursday when I hadn’t progressed. My husband and family kept checking on me often and I convinced them everything was fine because I didn’t want to cry wolf for the third time. Plus, it kills the excitement when you think you are going to bring a beautiful baby into the world and, lo and behold, nothing happens.

As the long night went on, I got nervous and kept timing my contractions.

Things were getting real.

Again, my husband asked if we should go to the hospital and I told him no, let’s see how long I can go at home. I figured the longer I stay comfortable at home, the less time I’ll spend in the cold hospital. Around 3 a.m., it was time to go. Thanks for a friend and coworker who suggested it to me, we had decided to labor using ‘The Bradley Method.’ I was also planning on laboring and birthing med-free.

We arrived at the hospital with a copy of my birth plan in hand and they immediately checked me in to a room after determining I was 4 cm dilated. We were both really excited because we knew we would finally become a family of three!

We walked around the Family Birth Place until the nurse suggested the jet tub. The tub helped me relax which was nice since I had been awake for almost 24 hours. I progressed slowly and the nurse called my doctor, who was in church, to let me know how I was doing. She arrived after church and she thought I should have dilated and effaced quicker than I had been, and suggested starting Pitocin when I was 7 cm dilated.

At noon I asked for an epidural to go with the Pitocin. I heard being induced was really painful. If contractions were supposed to be so horrible on Pitocin, there was no way I would be induced without the juice. I was almost more afraid of getting the epidural than birthing a child. But, the epidural was a lifesaver. I finally wasn’t completely miserable, I felt good enough to relax, and I even slept for an hour. I have to give props to my husband because he was absolutely the best person to be around for help and support. I loved him more with every squeeze he gave me to help me power through my contractions.

Around 3 p.m. or so my doctor came to see if it was time to push— and it was! My doctor was the best! I had no idea how to push and she gave me the best instructions. She also was our comic relief. You can never be too serious during labor, right? Some of my favorites were “look at all that hair coming out of your hoo-ha” and “you should go around and teach everybody how to push.”

At 4:11 p.m. on Father’s Day, little miss M was born! She is the best Father’s Day gift my husband and her grandfathers could ask for. We were so happy and relieved. Our perfect gift from heaven weighed 7 lbs 4 oz and was 19.4 inches long. We immediately started skin-to-skin for nursing. Soon after, she was cleaned up and had her shots while I showered. I never thought showering would be such hard work. I had an episiotomy and laceration tear, which was definitely not on my birth plan, so I was nervous to do much moving around. We were very happy M was doing so well but she didn’t pass her first hearing test— other than that she was a great little baby.

My goal was to breastfeed as much as possible because I know it has so many benefits for both mom and baby. It has it challenges and is a team effort. We let the nurses feed M formula so we could sleep at night and until my milk came in. From our experience, giving your babies formula is just fine, no one should ever feel embarrassed or discouraged that they gave their little one formula until they were able to breastfeed or because they weren’t able to. We were thankful for getting a couple of hours rest and keeping M from starving out of her mind.

We did have a successful year breastfeeding and only had to supplement a little. So if you are planning to breastfeed or have just started, don’t give up. It is worth it and you can reach your goal. I had a lot of help and encouragement from our local lactation consultant and a La Leche League Facebook group I joined after taking a class.

To switch gears a bit, we loved our hospital. The nurses, assistants, and doctors were great. I don’t recommend driving 40 minutes to the hospital if you don’t have to because contractions in a car are extremely painful, but it was worth it for us and M. For our next baby we plan to see a doctor closer to where we live at a hospital that is about 25 miles from us. I think I will be happier with only suffering through contractions in a car for 25 minutes instead of 40. We also just learned the doctor who delivered our baby is now at the hospital closer to us. If I can, we plan to use her for our next baby as well.

All in all, my birth experience was just fine and all the love and motherhood experiences outweighs the pain. I never think twice about having another baby because I know everything is worth the love, smiles, and experiences a new baby brings.

Guest Mama Sarah K. is a working mom who is lucky to be able to work from home two days a week. She is Midwest born and raised and married to the best farmer/husband she could ask for. She enjoys jogging, baking, and antiquing in her free time.

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