Hey baby, what's your story?
My first baby had to be delivered early because I developed preeclampsia at 37 weeks. I was induced with pitocin at 7 a.m. and got an epidural several hours later when I was dilated to five centimeters. Once my doctor broke my water I began pushing and pushing. Apparently I hadn’t paid enough attention to the breathing and pushing instructions in our child birth class. But my sweet husband had retained at least one .
Out teacher told the husbands they shouldn’t leave their wife’s side to run to the hospital cafeteria to eat. So they should pack few snacks since it could be a long labor.
About an hour into my pushing phase, my husband pulled out his six-pack cooler and started eating a turkey sandwich and chips. Our labor nurse was not familiar with the advice the birth coach had offered. She was appalled that he would sit there and chow down while all I could do was suck ice and scream in pain.
“Look honey. This ain't no tailgate party,” she quipped. He was so embarrassed he put the food away instantly and didn’t eat again until he was at home 20 hours later.
Meanwhile, I was being prepared for a Caesarean after three hours of pushing and barely more than the crown visible. My wonderful doctor decided to try the “plunger” for a third and final time. And suddenly tiny shoulders emerged. Three more glorious pushes and Olivia Snow Smith was born.
Tell us about your birth story. Why would only a natural birth do?. Why did you use a doula? Did you have him at home? Do you swear by the magic of the epidural? If you adopted, tell us about that first time you brought your baby into your home or if you were present in the birthing room.
Your responses may show up in the next issue of Go Momma magazine.
-- Katherine Snow Smith, Go Momma magazine editor