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Emmas Birth Story

I remember being pregnant, which wasn't too long ago, staying up late reading everyone's birth stories dreaming about the day my little one would make their grand appearance. Let me tell you I probably read every birth story online, watched every vlog, and every video on youtube! So, here I am, writing my stories for other mothers out there anxiously awaiting for your little bundles of joy to join you and your family. My stories will be split into three posts. So stick around for updates. The next is still to come!


June 14th, 2016

I remember being absolutely terrified threw my entire pregnancy about delivering. This being my first pregnancy I had no idea what was in-store and the unknown scared the hell out of me. It was a super easy pregnancy, aside from the fact of literally gaining just shy of 100 lbs. No nausea, no pain, no complications what so ever.


I had had a doctor's appointment early in the morning. Being super pregnant at 39 weeks, I was not amused. Get to the doctor and go threw the normal; weight check, blood pressure, pee in this cup, get naked and sit on this table for eternity with a piece of paper draped over your lap and tucked under your butt so that it can't be seen; because it's not like we're gonna be looking into your vagina or anything.


But anyway, after all that fun stuff my doctor mentioned an elective induction. Guys, I was 19 years old. I wasn't thinking about the benefits of baby staying in for the full 40 weeks. All I knew was I wanted this baby out! So I said yes! Let's schedule this thing and get this baby out! Being told that I would get a call to set a date and time for an election, I headed home. I hadn't even reached the halfway point in my drive home before I got the call. Boy was I surprised and excited when they said I would be returning to the hospital at 8:00 am the following morning to begin the induction.


June 15th, 2016

The morning seemed to take an eternity to come. I was ready to leave for the hospital by 5 am. Just as we were about to leave for the hospital we get a call telling us we would have to wait for a room to open before we could come. I was so upset. I felt as if my baby would never come now!


8 a.m. came and went. Then 9 a.m., 10 a.m.; I was beginning to think they had forgotten me. Finally just shy of 11 a.m. I received the long-awaited call that we could head to the hospital. When we arrived and got checked in I changed, got all my vitals checked and began the Pitocin. For those of you who do not know what Pitocin is, it is the drug administered to begin contractions. I sat in that bed all day long. Every hour they would up the Pitocin. Finally, at about 6 p.m. the nurse told me that they could only up the Pitocin that last time before I was maxed out. If nothing happened and I still hadn't dilated I would have to be sent home and we could return in a few days, if I hadn't already gone into labor naturally, to try again. I was so discouraged by this. I just knew I would be going home. They had told me that I was having contractions, yet I didn't feel them at all. An hour goes by and the nurse comes back to check to see if I had dilated any. Now keep in mind I started this journey at 3 cm dilated and 30% effaced. She smiles and says that I am now at 5 cm and that the doctor will probably break my water and see if that will help things to move a bit faster.


So in comes the doctor, pop goes the water and damn it if things didn't move ALOT faster. All I had to say is epidural. Now that I've been threw this two more times I laugh at this because these contractions I was feeling were baby contraction compared to real contractions I felt with my other two.


After getting my epidural it was a pure breeze. I literally could not feel anything. I couldn't move my legs at all and the nurses had to physically move me in bed. After a while, the nurses gave me a peanut ball. This giant ball is supposed to help the baby make its way into the birth canal. After wrestling my legs to get it in between them I felt so weird to have this giant exercise ball in the shape of a peanut in between my legs, yet I couldn't feel a thing.


I think I kept the peanut in between my legs for about an hour before the doctor came back to check me. She does her thing, smiles and says honey its time to push.


30 minutes of pushing and I was a mother to a beautiful 5 lb 13 oz baby girl; Emma Diane.




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