You know how when you do something over and over again, you get pretty good at it? Yes, well that is how I feel about having babies.
I suppose in reality it has nothing to do with me and everything to do with how my body is made. Generally speaking though labor and recovery has always been “easy” for me (labor is NOT easy).
My M.O. is to show up at the hospital with a couple hours to spare (my quickest came an hour after arriving at the hospital) and then preceding home within 24 hours (the soonest I have left the hospital was 12 hours after birth).
I had no reason to think anything would be different with my seventh pregnancy. I mean really, by now they practically walk out. But I was so so wrong.
I should have realized things wouldn’t go as they always do from the get go, but I’m an optimist (or really really dumb). I was being induced for the first time ever. My midwife was concerned that I wouldn’t make it to the hospital in time given my track record. As a very very tired pregnant women, I of course thought this was the best possible news I could hear.
In hindsight, I probably should have just waited for the baby to come on it’s own, but seriously who can withstand that kind of temptation?
My plan for my induction:
- Get to hospital and be super dilated already
- Get intrathecal and have midwife break my water
- Have baby within two hours
- Rest and go home with baby, possibly same day
- Spend the rest of the week while my husband is off work reading, writing, watching movies, and nonstop snuggling of my new baby
I had some pretty high expectations. None of them happened.
How my induction really happened:
- Get to hospital and wait for midwife to come in
- Midwife checks and I’m 1-2 centimeters so she is going to use some medicine to start contractions
- Contractions start, come every 5 minutes, hurt like no other, and I make slow progress
- After hours of contractions and no breaking my water in site, I opt of the epidural
- Thanks to my back going out all during my pregnancy, they poke me a number of times and inform me there is a 50/50 shot I will be getting headaches- great.
- Finally break my water, go from 5 to 10 in an hour and a half, have baby.
- Leave hospital late next day
- Have incredible headaches from epidural
- Spend the next 3 days laying in bed on side waiting for spine to heal
- Catch kids’ cold
Nothing went according to how I thought it would, but then again it was probably pretty foolish to think that I had control of things such as labor. I have been a little spoiled with how easy things usually go, that it was a hard pill to swallow when I had to deal with things out of my control.
So instead of what I thought was going to be a week of rest and relaxation, I’ve had to deal with pain and disappointment. I’ve learned from this whole experience that
- Only have an induction if it is medically necessary. What can I say? I was weak. Most women are ready to be done by any means necessary by the end and especially since it was my 7th, I was so ready for it to come out. An end to the heartburn, leg cramps, constant bathroom usage, and maternity clothes, sign me up!
- Just because things have worked out doesn’t mean they always will and to be prepared for both. My husband kept telling me that I should wait and that this wasn’t going to be like the rest. He is usually right. I can admit that because he knows he’s right so there is no use in hiding it. It’s really hard when things don’t go how we want them. It’s especially hard for a pregnant woman who is tired and ready to meet her baby to have it be delayed. Thankfully I’m a pretty laid back person so even though my recovery plans changed, it wasn’t the end of the world. I binged watched Netflix by myself and was told to drink lots of caffeine to help with the headaches, which is just what this Mountain Dew addict needed to hear.
- Be grateful for what does go right. For everything that didn’t work out, I still ended up with my baby. She’s perfectly healthy and I’m so happy she has joined our family. I was still able to walk out of the hospital a day later. My husband was able to take off a week from work to be home, which we definitely needed since I was laid up in bed the first couple days.
So it’s been a week now since I delivered, I think my spine is mostly healed now. I still have a cold which has made me feel pretty crummy,but so far the baby hasn’t caught it, so that’s a miracle. Looking back now over the last week the fact that everything didn’t work out isn’t as big of a deal as it seemed at the time.
Have you ever had a labor and delivery that didn’t go as planned?