My Experience Giving Birth

 

When I went to the doctor on 1/31, I learned that I was 3 cm dilated. The news made me very nervous as I was told to be expecting him soon. I was also freaked out because I was given 3 different due dates and didn't know when he'd come. I spent the next few days doing chores and running errands in preparation for the baby.

February 5 was the first due date. I sat around anxiously awaiting the breaking of my water. Nothing happened and I began to feel more at ease. Everyone had expected the baby to come over the weekend and I was a bit relieved that he hadn't. That Monday I went to Walmart and did some shopping. My coworker called me and we chatted about the baby. I was getting comfortable with the idea that he might not come until the 15th, which was his third due date. 

February 8 was the second due date that he received. Sure enough at 1:45 am, my water broke. I was in denial because all I wanted to do was sleep. I called my boyfriend 4 times and he didn't answer. I called my dad and he didn't answer either. I kept thinking now that I'm finally ready to pop, no one is answering me. Finally my boyfriend called back, and we were soon on our way to the hospital. 

When I arrived at the hospital, it finally started sinking in that I was going to have a baby. I became more nervous and excited than ever before. After being asked a ton of questions, I was taken to a room. The nurse verified that my water was broken, and I was on my way to the labor and delivery floor. 

Much to my amazement, I was still 3 cm dilated. I thought that I would be more than that since it had been a week. They gave me a drug called Pitocin to help my contractions stronger. After a while, I had only dilated one more cm. 4 hours later, I had dilated to 6 cm. About 20 minutes after that, I got to 8 cm. I was so excited because I know that at 10 cm you start pushing. The excitement was dashed when i was still 8 cm dilated almost 4 hours later.  I was told that I would be needing to get a C-section. In between all this craziness, I started to feel my contractions because someone decided to turn off my epidural for no reason. I was in so much pain that I cried uncontrollably. 

 Once I reached the operating room, tears were streaming down my face because I was experiencing extreme pain. They gave me medicine to help, but it wasn't helping fast enough. I had to get several rounds before I wasn't able to feel anything. During the procedure I was terrified. I could feel the pressure of them moving things around in order to get him out. I was so happy that my boyfriend was right next to me. If he wasn't, I would have been a total wreck.

When they finally got him out, they cleaned him up, and brought him over so that I could see him and kiss him. The first time I saw him, I started to cry. I couldn't believe how beautiful he was. I couldn't believe I had helped create someone so precious. 

Once I was back in the room, I was pretty much out of it. My guests had left and I prepared to get some rest. They soon brought the baby in and I had to take care of him all night though I was in pain. I was glad to do it because I was just so glad that he was finally here. The next few nights I had to take care of him alone as well. It was definitely challenging. He didn't want to sleep in the crib so I was forced to allow him to sleep on my chest each night. He doesn't like to be changed, so every time I attempted to take his clothes off, he would scream as if I was murdering him. Those days were indeed memorable.

Though the experience was tough, I am so glad that he is finally here.He is the most precious thing I have ever laid my eyes on and I am so happy that he is mine :)