Jeremiah's Birth Story
Alright, so let's start with Isaiah's birth first, naturally lol His pregnancy was extremely easy, besides the heartburn. And labor was pretty easy going too, minus the fact that the epidural I was given only numbed half my body and it took the anesthesiologist poking me 2 times to even get the epidural in. But after delivery was a whole 'notha story! I tore first off, and the midwife was so rough sewing me up that I could feel EVERYTHING. Then said midwife informed me she had removed the placenta and I was good to go. However, not even 2 days later, I found out that she left the placenta membranes in and I had to get that removed as well as be put on medication to help remove whatever was left.
With Joshua's pregnancy, I was diagnosed with HELLP Syndrome, so everything was shutting down and I had to be induced at 37 weeks. Labor lasted almost a full 24 hours, and because of everything shutting down, it was too dangerous for me to receive an epidural, so those 24 hours were spent in extreme pain.
With Elijah's pregnancy, I was diagnosed with Pre-eclampsia and had to be induced at 39 weeks. Labor and delivery went smooth but after? A couple hours after, I ended up hemorrhaging, which was pretty scary, considering the fact that Javier was knocked out while I was surrounded by 4-5 nurses + a Dr. who was poking at everything and everywhere without explaining anything to me.
However with Isabella's pregnancy, everything went smoothly 🙏🏼
Now onto Jeremiah's labor & delivery. First off, pregnancy was definitely rough, from dealing with itchy patches all over my arms throughout my entire pregnancy, to extreme heartburn/ gallbladder pain, to low iron levels & iron infusions, I dealt with it all! 😩 Well I had my 40 week checkup appointment on the 29th, and when I went in, I had already been dealing with a headache that started on the 27th that never went away, blurry vision and extreme weakness. While I was there, my blood pressure readings were high all 3 times that the nurse and Dr checked it AND I had protein in my urine, so the Dr sent me straight to Labor and Delivery to be induced.
I checked in to L&D around 4pm, and received medication at 7pm to start induction. At that time, Javier was still stuck at work so he couldn't make it yet, which was fine because I was only 2 cm when I checked in, so I figured it would be awhile before baby J made his appearance.When I was checked again at 11 pm, I had only progressed to 2.5 cm 🤦🏻♀️ So the nurse gave me my 2nd pill around 11:45 pm, which caused contractions to become stronger and more consistent finally, but still no progression. Javier got off from work and stopped by L&D a little before 1 a.m. to bring me my bag so I could be able to charge my phone to keep everyone updated. While he was there, the contractions were coming quicker and quicker, not to mention much stronger, but I brushed it off as it being all in my head, especially since I was dilating so slowly. So I sent him home to make sure he would get home and get some sleep before the kids woke up so that he could watch them until someone could watch the kids.
After he left, the nurse came and checked me again, only to find out that I barely dilated to a 3 🤦🏻♀️ since I was having bad back labor, I decided to get an epidural because you guys, this back labor was NO JOKE! When the anesthesiologist came in to start the epidural, I was having strong, painful contractions, but we assumed I was still a 3. It took the anesthesiologist 4 tries!!!!! to even get the epidural in 😭 While he kept attempting to get it in, the contractions kept getting closer and closer and more painful, but I toughed them out. But the more he poked at my back, the more upset I got, until I couldn't take it anymore. I told myself to be strong, that I could deliver this baby on my own, but sitting there being poked over and over while already in pain, I just broke down and started crying. I cried because of the pain, and I cried because I was all alone.
Once he finally got the epidural in, I had calmed myself down and reassured myself I could do this. Both him and the nurse stayed in the room for about 20 minutes to see if it was working, which at first it was. The contractions weren't AS bad, but they were still strong. And then all of a sudden the contractions were back to being extremely painful. So as I focused on breathing through them, the nurse decided to check how dilated I was since the epidural didn't seem to be helping. Y'all!! As she started to lay back the bed, my water broke!! And then she checks, and I'm somehow already at 8 cm!! So in the half hour, 45 minutes it took the anesthesiologist to get the epidural in, I dilated 5 cm QUICK!! 😳
Once she told me I was at an 8, the anxiety set in real quick. And although she reassured me she wasn't going to leave my side, the reality of me doing this on my own hit quick and hard, causing me to be unable to even breathe through the contractions anymore. All of a sudden, I couldn't breathe through the contractions to control the pain, and I couldn't think straight. All I could think of was "this baby is coming and he's coming quick!" The nurses had to put an oxygen mask on me to help me breathe, which actually made it worse because it dried out my mouth so fast that I felt extremely nauseous. So on top of focusing on my contractions and my breathing, I had to focus on keeping the nausea away. I eventually took the O2 mask off to see if that would help, which it didn't, and not much later, Jeremiah was born at 2:59 a.m. From the second my water broke, to the second he was born, it wasn't even a full half hour! So to say labor was quick would be an understatement. Not to mention, I somehow tore in 2 places smh Thank goodness I had the sweetest nurse though, one who held my hand the entire time, reassuring me I was doing amazing.
After it was all said and done, I got the cutest baby out of a not so ideal situation 🥰 if only I had listened to my body and made Javier stay a little longer instead of sending him home lol 🥴 Now I'm off to soak up all of the baby cuddles I missed out on in the hospital due to my exhaustion and pain.
Until next time,
XO Mama Unfiltered 🤍
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