Friday October 12th at approx 4:30pm I started to experience pelvic pressure that were about 13 minutes apart and regular. Considering I wasn't feeling anything In my stomach, I didn't think anything about it. That night, Danny, his daughter, and I went out to Bob Evans for dinner. While the pressure was only 13 minutes apart, it made me stop eating to sit there and breath thru it ( the pressure was tolerable, just annoying).
11:00pm I decided to try and get some sleep, but while laying there I noticed the pressure were getting about 8-10 minutes apart. Around 1:00 am (extremely tired) I went out the couch to watch t.v. and to see if the pressure gets worse.
Around 3:00am they were about 7 minutes apart and I was so exhausted that I decided to call the Doctor. She insisted that since I was tired and the pain wasn't going away to go ahead and head to the hospital to be observed. So I woke up Danny and on our way to the hospital we went.
**Even though I had the bags packed weeks before, I felt so unprepared when we were grabbing everything and running out the door.**
Getting to the Triage a little after 4am, I was hooked up the monitor and checked. I was 2-3 centimeters and 75% effaced and having contractions every 7-10 minutes sporadically. At this time I was still expereincing the pelvic pressure every 7 minutes, but they were not picking up on the monitor. Actually the contracitons that were being seen every so often, I didn't even feel at all.
After 3 hours of being observed, I was sent home.
I took a bath and tylenol when I got home to get some rest( thinking it would help the pain). I woke up around 12:40pm (remember its now Saturday Oct. 13) to go the bathroom and then MY WATER BROKE. I walked to the bathroom and it was still coming out so I called out to Danny that my water had broke (he was a little upset because i was wearing his pants : ) ). I called the Doctor and he stated that if it was actually my water that broke, that more would come out and to call him back when it does.
I called my Mom and sister at this time, so they were on their way over to my apartment.
Shortly after my water breaking, the pelvic pressure was around 5 minutes apart. It was so painful that I couldn't sit down when they happened (I still wasn't feeling any contractions in my belly). It was around 3:00pm when I realized I have been too tough for long enough and couldn't handle the pressure anymore. I called the doctor back (even though no more fluid came out) and told him I was going to come to the hosptial due to the pain.
The drive to the hospital was horrible, even though I only live about 7 minutes away. (Sitting down when these pressures were happening were unbearable). Danny dropped me off at the front and I walked up to L&D. As soon as I walked into triage, my water broke even more. They checked me: I was 4 centimeters, 100% effaced and water was defintely broken (he could see hair), then.....
I WAS BEING ADMITTED TO HAVE A BABY!!!
Call me a baby, but I got the epidural within 30 minutes of being admitted. I was in that much pain. Shortly after receiving the epidural (around 4:30pm), I was 7 centimeters dilated.
**THE EPIDURAL WAS MY BEST FRIEND**
Everything felt like it was happening so quickly, but everything changed when at 6:30pm I was 9 centimters, but continued to stay there throughout the night. Me and Baby ended up getting temperatures due to an infection occuring in the amniotic fluid. I had to receive a few IV antibiotics and tylenol to get my temp down. The doctor insisted if I didn't progress, that a c-section would have to be preformed.
They ended up started pitocin around 9:30pm and moving me around side to side and used a peanut shaped ball to get me at 10 centimeters and the baby lower down in my pelvis.
Everything finally helped and at 12:45am(October 14), I started to push....
2:12am October 14-
RYLEY PARKER was born at 8lbs 8.5 ounces 20 inches long with a head full of black hair.
This is the Day that changed my life forever.
