It has been 15 days since our little one arrived and I now feel semi-human enough to share my Labor & Delivery story with you. Since it’s a pretty intense story, I’ve decided to break it up into two parts.
Disclaimer: if you’ve spent time watching beautiful YouTube videos of labor & delivery vlogs like I did before actually going into labor, let me warn you that it definitely isn’t necessarily all like that.
Sunday, December 31, 2017
You’d think that with New Years Eve, Max and I would be with our friends at a party like we were when we rang in 2017. Nope. I was either laying on the couch trying to sleep or on my birthing ball. I was able to make it to midnight to ring in 2018 while having sporadic contractions that were about 20-30 minutes apart. The contractions didn’t hurt that bad – like my regular period cramps – but I was still uncomfortable.
Monday, January 1, 2018
From about 1 a.m. to 3:30 a.m. my contractions were about 4-7 minutes apart lasting 30-45 seconds, but the pain was surely picking up. It got so bad that I was literally moaning and crying in pain, waking up Max every few minutes. I was contracting the whole night that at around 4 a.m. I went into my mom’s in-law/studio unit (she lives with us) and continued my early labor there. I called Labor & Delivery at Kaiser (my healthcare provider) a few times during the night and the last time I called them, the nurses told me to come in when my contractions were about 3 minutes apart. Fast forward around 5 hours later and we’re heading to the hospital.
We got to the hospital at around 9 a.m. on New Years Day and immediately went up to Labor & Delivery. I checked in via security and the red phone and then immediately went to the triage room (of course, right after peeing in a cup). My entourage was my mom, Max and my best friend Eliana. She drove to the hospital the moment we told her we were on our way there. In the triage room, they immediately did what they had done at all my prenatal appointments: check my temperature, blood pressure and pulse. My blood pressure was elevated (I mean, can you blame me? I was in serious pain down there!!) so they gave me some medication to bring it down.
Next, the triage nurse put my IV port in. Unfortunately, she pierced right through one of my veins so I’ve had a gnarly bruise on my arm since then. It is almost gone, thank goodness. Once she got a good vein, everything in that department was fine. The doctor on-call came in to check me and do an ultrasound of Jadyn’s head positioning. She had been head down since 36 weeks, so I would have been surprised if she changed positions.
When the doctor checked me I was already 4 cm dilated and 90% effaced… In all honesty I can’t believe I did all that on my own at home. I had a horrific feeling that I was 2 cm and they were going to send me home. When they told me I was going to stay, I was so relieved. I was able to walk myself to my room, which actually had a very nice view of San Francisco and was incredibly spacious. There, I continued to labor on my own until I hit around 5.5 cm, yes, while listening to my playlist. Then I plateaued. I needed Oxytocin (commonly known as Pitocin).
I finally asked for the epidural before they started me on Pitocin, and then things dramatically changed.
Stay tuned for Part 2 of my Labor & Delivery story to see how intense things got.