Ryan’s Birth Story

Ryan’s Painful and Rewarding Birth

Mama: Corey P.

Type of Birth: Vaginal

Location: Hospital

Primary Care: Obstetrician

I assumed that because I had given birth before, the second time around would be so much easier in so many ways. I would know the signs; I would know where to go, what to expect and everything would go according to plan.

Well of course, it did not.

My due date came and went with no sign of my little man and I was pretty frustrated. I, again, had wrongly assumed that since my first was early, surely my second would be too.

At my last OB visit, my doctor and I discussed the option of a chemical induction using Pitocin and I felt that she had come from the heavens to save me! I agreed and scheduled the induction for four days later. It was a very surreal experience knowing that you would go to the hospital and come home with a baby. In that aspect, I was able to plan, but for the most part things did not go at all as I expected.

I arrived to the hospital at 6 a.m. with my Starbucks in hand ready to have a baby. After a long wait at the front desk, I was finally allowed to enter the labor and delivery room.

It seemed like I had been forgotten about as the only person who entered the room was a meek intern who didn’t seem to have any clue what was going on.

They checked me and hooked me up to the contraction monitor. I was already dilated to 4 cm and having contractions but they were inconsistent so they knew they would need the Pitocin to induce active labor.

Finally at around 8 a.m. they decided to put in the IV so we could get things going. The meek intern was lucky enough to be assigned to put in my IV. I could sense her nervousness and then as the needle was placed in her hand I could see her shaking, it took every ounce of patience I had not to say anything. That did not go well, and it ended up taking three nurses four attempts to get the IV into a location that they could enter the vein and I could move my hand. Needless to say, I was frustrated at that point.

By 9 a.m., they decided to start me with a low dose of Pitocin. They had called in additional nurses so that I was no longer stuck with the intern.

At 1 p.m., my OB came in and decided to rupture my membranes to get labor moving quicker. I was dilated to around 5 or 6 cm at that point. She warned me that once my water was broken, contractions would become more uncomfortable. I wanted to wait as long as possible to get an epidural since I was in very minor discomfort so I decided to wait through a few contractions before asking the nurse to get the anesthesiologist.

I made it through about two contractions before I realized my OB was not joking and I needed the epidural.

Unfortunately, at that point the anesthesiologist was busy and wasn’t able to make it in until closer to 1:45 p.m. For whatever reason, once the epidural was placed, it wasn’t working. I could still feel everything on my left side and a good amount of pain on my right. The lead nurse tried readjusting the needle and it just wasn’t working. She wanted me to breathe through as many contractions as possible, but at that point it felt like they were coming continuously.

They decided to try a catheter hoping that was the cause of all of my pain. Of course, they introduced another student and at that point I was really upset… I just wanted someone who knew what they were doing. The student however, got it placed but the pain didn’t change— it just got worse.

I started becoming a little crazy thinking that maybe I would just ask for a c-section at that point! The lead nurse finally agreed to have the anesthesiologist come back but knew that they should check me first. Surprisingly, I was dilated to 10 cm and fully effaced and they realized they needed my OB, not the anesthesiologist. So perhaps the c-section thought was a result of my transition phase?

Fortunately, my OB showed up within two minutes and I was ready to deliver. I pushed through 3-4 contractions and finally had my little man at 2:42 pm.

I ended up with a great deal of tearing but the quick delivery was worth it to get me out of the pain I was experiencing. It was not at all the kind of labor I had anticipated!

With my first everything had been pretty calm and I had one nurse and my OB there to deliver. With my second I had at least three nurses, two students, and my OB, plus my husband and mom. It was stressful and crazy but did not change the fact that I was thrilled the minute they set my little Ryan on my chest.

I have come to realize that it makes no difference how they come into this world, they end up melting your heart just the same.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>