My birth story is something that happened so quickly for a first time mom and I am actually pretty lucky about it. I have decided that I should write down my birth story before I forget and also share my experience with you all! So here it goes, I work up on Tuesday morning (December 12th) and it felt like any other day, except for the fact that I was officially 37 weeks pregnant that day. 37 weeks pregnant was considered full term at my ob/gyn office, so this meant that my Noah could arrive at anytime in the next three weeks between today (Tuesday) and my due date. I was anxious, and excited and the night before I had just packed some of my hospital bag and finished Noah's hospital bag. I had ordered some nursing tops on Amazon that should be arriving tomorrow (Wednesday) so I could finish packing my bag.
I had a few sharp pains in my side, but nothing crazy and decided that I wanted to head on down to the store and buy some things to organize Noah's baby bottles and things for my breast pump. I did my makeup for the first time this week and got all dressed up for the first time in a long time to just head on down to the store. I felt huge (and I was) but also was so excited knowing that I only had a couple more weeks until my baby boy was going to be with us!
Disclaimer: This part of the story and moving forward may have some graphic recollections about my birth, so fair warning. (It's honestly not that bad, but thought I should still put a disclaimer for some readers).
So, at the store I kept feeling the urge to go pee. I had a lot of discharge throughout my pregnancy so I also just thought that maybe because I had a lot of discharge it made me feel like I was needing to go pee every five minutes. It got to the point where I would go into the bathroom, pee a literal drop and then get out of the bathroom and immediately have to do it all over again so I had a feeling something was going on. I have always had the mentality my entire pregnancy that it is always better to be safe than sorry and it is always better to go in and get checked then something go wrong.
I decided that this was a situation where I should probably go in and get checked, so I texted my husband who was at work and told him to just meet me at the hospital when he was off and that I was going to go in and get checked because I had a feeling maybe, just maybe my water had broke. The ob/gyn will tell you towards the end of your pregnancy that when you water breaks it is not always a huge gush of liquid like in the movies, but can sometimes just be a trickling sensation or the constant urge that you have to pee (which was what I was experiencing).
I got to labor and delivery around 3:30 in the afternoon and they did a swab test to check if my water had actually broken, and if I was leaking amniotic fluid. They said while waiting for the test to come back, it takes about an hour or so, and to make myself comfortable and they were going to hook me up to monitors to see how baby was going. While they had me hooked up to these monitors, I still had to go pee every five minutes so I kept having to call in the nurse and she kept having to unhook me from the monitors and then hook me back up. She finally hooked me up to monitors that I could move around with to help with how much I had to go to the bathroom.
My husband finally got there shortly after and we just kind of sat and played the waiting game seeing if anything was going to happen. Around 4:30 a male nurse came into the room with a table and said "are you ready?" and me and my husband both responded "for what?" and he said "To have this baby, they are admitting you". We both immediately looked at each other and I honestly started panicking a little bit because I drove myself to the hospital and had ABSOLUTELY NOTHING WITH ME. The OB working that night came in and said she wanted to check my cervix because I was in fact leaking amniotic fluid, and was in labor. I went into shock and said "Oh my goodness, my birthday is tomorrow, I wonder if he is going to share a birthday with me!" The nurse replied with "I don't know. I think he is going to come tonight." (He ended up being correct).
When she checked me she said that I was already 4cm dilated and 90% effaced, which means that I was pretty much already in active labor and didn't know it. At this point, I decided to call my mom and let her know that I was in labor because it was about a two hour drive for her to get to me. I called her and said "Mom, you need to get down here, I'm in labor". She laughed, thought I was joking and that she was finishing up Christmas shopping. I said "Mom. I swear on my life. I am in labor. I am already 4cm and 90% effaced. You need to get down here". She heard the seriousness in my voice and started yelling (in the store lol) "My baby is in labor! My grandson is coming. I have to go!" My mom said she would call my Dad and let him know to get home so that they could drive up to me together, and that she was going to head home. Jordan called his mom and let her know that I was in labor and that he would keep her updated (she lives on the other side of the States, so there was no way that she could make it to us on time). I called my sister and brother and they both said I was going to do amazing and to keep them updated on what was going on. Everybody was so excited that little Noah was going to be here soon!
I did not have any of my bags or anything, so Jordan went home to get all of our stuff and take care of our dog Bleu while I was still fine and comfortable. He didn't want to leave me at all, but knew he had to go home to get all of our things and luckily we didn't live too far away from the hospital. He was gone for about an hour or so, and came back in time to not miss a thing!
For about an hour and a half they were monitoring my contractions, which I could not feel at all to see how close together they were. My contractions were really irregular and weren't as close together as they should have been with how far along I was, so they decided to start me on Pitocin just to get the contractions closer together. I was on Pitocin for around 45 minutes and nothing was really happening and I hadn't dilated since I had been admitted so my OB wanted to check me again and see what was going on. She said that my water hadn't fully broken and that it had popped at the top which is why it had just kind of been trickling out and why I felt like I had the urge to pee so much. She decided that she wanted to finish breaking my water so that the process could speed up, and that was probably why I hadn't progressed as much as they had hoped for.
After the finished breaking my water, my ob asked if I was planning on getting an epidural and my response was "Of course! I don't want to feel a thing". Honestly, props to those mammas that do it all natural! I was so close I probably could have, but I am a chicken when it comes to pain and I honestly was not wanting to feel a thing. At this point, I still was not feeling any of my contractions so I asked when is a good time to get an epidural. She told me that I could get it whenever I wanted, and that I should probably do it around 6 or 7cm if I could hold off so that I am all set for my actual delivery. I agreed and she said she would be back in about 30-45 minutes to check on me.
Within that time frame, my contractions hit me OUT OF NOWHERE. This was due to the fact that my ob finished breaking my water, and they had me on Pitocin to speed up the process. At this point, I felt like I had been hit by a bus and my contractions were INTENSE. I called in one of my nurses and said I wanted an epidural now and she said she would call the anesthesiologist. I was in a lot of pain at this point and when the anesthesiologist arrived I was having the most intense contractions ever. He did the epidural and everything seemed to go perfectly with that, and he let me know that it would take about 15-30 minutes to actually kick in.
He came in and checked me about 15 minutes later and I still could feel every single pain in every ounce of my body. He said that it probably just hadn't kicked in yet and that he would check on me again in another 15 minutes. When he came back, the epidural still hadn't kicked into effect and I was starting to get anxious and worried at this point because I felt every single contraction and was in a lot of pain. I tried my hardest to just breathe through every single contraction and I was very lucky to have my husband who was amazing at just holding my hands and trying his best to keep me calm.
Around 10pm my ob came in to check me again and let me know that I was now 9cm dilated and completely effaced. I was still going all natural at this point and I still wanted my epidural because my contractions were INTENSE. Whoever said that contractions just feel like really bad period cramps was a LIER. Contractions feel like somebody is stabbing you from the inside out and your entire body hurts. Now, it is bearable and I am not trying to scare any mammas away, but they do hurt. My anesthesiologist came back in to try my epidural for the second time and said that he recommended that we do a spinal tap instead. He did inform me that I only had about two hours to deliver Noah or I would feel everything. This is because a spinal tap is used for c-sections and they don't require as much time, but they do deliver immediate relief once administered.
As soon as the spinal tap was all done, I felt SO MUCH BETTER. I was calm, laughing again, and just downright happy. I was ready to have this baby and my ob came in with her staff, set everything up and said we would start pushing soon. They opened up the bed and put my legs up on the stirrups, with assistance because I could not feel a thing. Jordan held up one of my legs the entire time and a nurse held up the other. Jordan called my parents and asked where they were and they said they would be there in about 30 minutes. He let them know that I was about to start pushing and that they might not make it in time.
When I started pushing, it required a lot of coaching because I could not feel anything and didn't know what to do (hello, it was my first baby they don't tell you how to push the thing out of you!). While I was pushing they hooked me up to the oxygen machine because you have to hold your breathe for ten seconds while you push and I was getting really light headed. The oxygen helped a TON and made me feel better about pushing. My parents made it there with about 15 minutes to spare and I was feeling and doing great according to my doctor and nurses.
Towards the end, I had the urge to push! I wasn't in any pain or anything and still felt numb, but I had the urge to push and so my ob said to go ahead and push when I had the urge too! Jordan watched the entire thing (even though he said he wasn't going too) and they asked if I wanted a mirror but I didn't want to see anything down there and wanted to wait until he was born. They kept telling me that he had a ton of hair because they could see the top of his head and I was so anxious to meet him!
At 11:21pm Noah Jackson Sargent entered the world as perfect as can be at 7 pounds 11 ounces and we are more than blessed to have this little man in our lives. My birth was so fast for a first time mom and I couldn't be more blessed to have my little angel baby here and well.