// April 6th, 2009 // 1 Comment » // Mariah, Pregnancy, The Grays
WARNING: it's a long post! I tried to break it down as much as i could. i wish i'd had some pictures of the labor and delivery, but i refused them at the time. we're wondering if we'll get the ones our doula took…we'll see.
March 16th, 2009
I was four days past my due date, and really ready to meet Mariah. I had a midwife appointment that afternoon and was not dilated at all. I had to schedule an ultrasound for later in the week and was preparing myself to be VERY late. This was also the last day of teaching my class, so I was able to finish everything up (including grades) and wondered what I would do with myself the rest of the week.
11pm: Woke up to crampy feelings in my abdomen and lower back, but was able to sleep. I thought it could be the real thing, but wasn’t too sure. This continued through the night.
March 17th
4am-8am: Pretty positive this was the real deal, and woke Nick to tell him. We were pretty excited and didn’t get too much sleep.
8am: Timed contractions – 5-7 minutes apart.
9am: Contractions were becoming more painful and I had some light bleeding, but I did light housework.
1:30pm: Contractions 3 minutes apart lasting about 1 minute, unable to take a nap. Called the midwife, who instructed me to wait 2 hours to see how things progressed.
3:30pm: Called midwife back and was ready to go, but the hospital was full. I was given the option to go to another hospital or wait one more hour. I chose to wait.
4:30pm: Hospital was still full. We prepared to head to Saint John’s instead of Woodwinds. As we headed out the door, we were told there was room at Woodwinds! Hooray! We were off to the hospital and texted our friends and family. We were prepared to have a Saint Patrick's Day baby.
6:30pm: Set up in the hospital, midwife comes to check – only dilated 1 centimeter! I was devastated, and ready to ask for pitocin so I could stay. We were given the option to stick around for 2 hours, hydrate and move around to see if I made any progress, otherwise I’d be sent home with drugs to sleep and wait it out. I stayed and labored on the ball and in the tub, while my contractions got more and more intense.
10pm: Midwife had stayed busy with several other births, so we stayed longer than the 2 hour mark. I had made it to 4 centimeters and was allowed to stay! The volunteer doula joined us helping me breathe through contractions and helping Nick know how to help me. Labor was getting MUCH stronger.
March 18th
2am: Midwife checks – 6 centimeters and water had not broken. Continued hard labor, but fell asleep between contractions. Even though they were still 2 minutes apart, I felt like I had 20 minutes of rest between them.
4am: Still at 6 centimeters! We decide to break my water. I was upset that my progress had slowed down and was ready to give up in order to end everything soon. I wanted an Epidural and Pitocin, anything to move things along. Nick asked the doula to leave and we had a tearful chat about how I could do it naturally the way I wanted.
5:30 am: I was ready to go to the waterbirth room. I had finally made it to 7 centimeters, but could be stretched to 8 or 9.
6am: In waterbirth room. New midwife was on shift. The pain was so intense I began moaning through instead of breathing. The doula was great at helping me moan “correctly”.
7am: Felt the need to push – so I pushed! I had a bit of a cervix lip that was blocking the baby and pushing her back in. At this point the room was filling up with an extra nurse and a nursing student. I didn’t care at all and had my eyes closed almost the entire time anyway. Everyone kept commenting on how relaxed and calm I was. I certainly didn’t feel relaxed!
7:30-8:20: Contractions were not long enough in the water, so I was instructed to get out and push for awhile. It was SO hard, and I was a little upset that I was limited to being on my back and pushing. Side pushing was effective for me and I made some progress.
8:20: Back in the water to push again. 2 pushes on my hands and knees, a few side pushes and then her head finally came out! A big tear, and TONS of pain, but it was short lived. I was able to feel her head and so excited for the next contraction when she fully emerged and I could hold her in my arms for the first time. Mariah was born at 8:44am and weighed 8lbs. 12oz.