Today i decided i wanted to share my first borns birth story! Its not extravagant, or super crazy. However its very special to me.
As you may or may not know, I am a Navy Veteran. While i was stationed on the USS George Washington, in Japan, I met my now husband.
One night, as we were walking back to the ship together, i started feeling nauseous. This had been happening for about a week. No matter what I drank or ate, i would feel sick. So went to medical, and they told me I had an ulcer!
Well, two weeks went by and i was still getting sick. We again, were walking back to the ship after a night of being in the Honch. Which for those that don’t know, its two roads of clubs and bars right outside of base. On the walk back I got sick again. My husband jokingly said, “ha, maybe you are pregnant”
Now, I immediately said no because i was on the depo shot. Along with knowing I wasn’t supposed to be able to get pregnant. (I was told at 19, due to medical issues it would be nearly impossible to get pregnant or have kiddos). To amuse him and reassure myself, I took an at home pregnancy test. I kid you not, it was a wait 3 minutes…. those damn pink lines popped up in 10 seconds!
I about shit myself. I told him, and a few days later went to get confirmation at the hospital. It was true. I was indeed 8 weeks and 5 days pregnant.
I was given orders to San Diego, Ca to carry out my pregnancy and have my baby.
My husband, went on deployment and finished up his contract. He was gone the entire pregnancy and birth.
My due date had been set to November 29, 2015.
On November 22, 2015 i began have rather strong contractions while shopping at Walmart. I ended up going to my friends house, and thats when we realized how swollen my legs, ankles and feet were along with I hadn’t felt any baby movements for some time.
She drove my uber pregnant tushy to Labor and Delivery at like 6pm. They hooked me up to the monitor, and told me I was getting induced right away.
My blood pressure was 209/92 …. i and the baby was at risk for seizures. My friend had to leave to take care of her own 3 babies. I was there alone, but surprisingly calm.
I was 3cm dilated when they induced me. Within 2 hours i was 8cm! I decided to get the epidural at 8.5 cm due to back labor. Man, that shit is no joke. Thanks you back labor i puked and screamed.
However those last 2 cm took forever. At noon the next day I was ready to push!
I began pushing, and i was lucky enough to feel that ring of fire, when they stopped me from pushing. I had began to bleed due to an internal tear. They stitched me up, I tried pushing again, but the doctor said I was fully dilated…..
I was wheeled into the OR and prepped for an emergency caesarean.
I’d like to add, my husband had hit a port visit so we were lucky enough to skype, and talk during most of the labor, and whole hospital stay!
Anyway, back to birth.
At 1409 (2:09 pm) on November 23, 2015 i became a mother. They let me.see him amd he was the most perfect tiny little nugget. I wasn’t able to hold him right away. Between the epidural and numbing medications, i was shaky and not fully stable to hold him. But i remember kissing his head and crying.
So, as you can see my story isn’t something special. But its my birth story. And i am so beyond proud of it. I survived my first birth and first major surgery at once.
I got to experience the feeling of your heart while its outside of your body. Being so proud of creating, birthing and raising this whole other human.
D was put under the UV lights due to jaundice, it was seriously the worst 24 hours ever. I was only allowed to hole him to feed and change his diapers. We stayed in the hospital for 5 days.
Finally going home just the two of us. I never imagined how hard yet natural being a mother would be. Don’t get me wrong, I wing it 99.9 percent of the time, even still today.
My husband was deployed for the first 5 months of our sons life. So i got single mom it for a while. And man, props to you all single mommas. That isn’t easy. You all are power houses.
Basically, i wanted to share this with you all for a few reasons:
A birth is a birth no matter how.
Its okay to be scared shitless. If your birthing plan doesn’t happen, its okay.
I know so many women right now are feeling bad about “failing” at birth
Don’t! You did an amazing thing!
Also, no matter what your birth story is special. Its amazing, because its yours. Take pride and love and cherish those memories.
[ Ill be sharing my second birth story soon!]
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