It was a very unfamiliar change. Something was different. I was stronger than before. The things I once said yes to I no longer allowed. I was different. I was becoming someone I needed. If you can't tell by the picture keep reading as I tell you more about what changed my life...
I could have sworn it was just yesterday when I found out I was pregnant. I was tugging at my bra thinking that there is no way in hell that I could be going up a size. SHIT I was already a 32 DDD. Then I asked myself "Did I get my period this month?"
...Lol, turns out I didn't because I am now here at the hospital 3 cm dilated. I was just at work earlier completing inspections and filing paperwork. The only thing that was a little strange that day were my "braxton hicks" contractions, they were really strong. I thought nothing of it, so i finished work and went home and had a bowl of cereal. While I was eating I thought
man I have to poop, like my stomach was hurting. It was about 7 o' clock at night, so I tired to use the bathroom and nothing came so I went about my business. I was still hurting at around 9 p.m. so I decided to take a shower to help the pain. I was thinking the entire time I can't be in labor, I just can't because it is suppose to hurt way more than this. After the shower I called my aunt because it felt like my ass was being ripped apart. And sure enough I was in labor because while on the phone with her, she was timing my contractions and they were five minutes apart. So I got with my mom and around 12 a.m. we were on the way to the hospital.
I WASN'T READY!!! KEEP IT IN!!!
But Boo had other plans because when I got to the hospital I was already 3 cm. I didn't have a birth plan other than I wanted to forgo pain medication as long as I could. They came in and broke my water at around 5 cm and placed me on my side because Boo's heartbeat kept dropping with every contraction. Now, why in the hell did they have to do that. Those contractions were now ripping my asshole apart, yes ripping. I got to the second contraction and said "I want the epidural." I was soooooo scared and sad. I was sad because I have made it to 7 cm before being administered the any pain medication and scared because I had heard all of the horror stories and didn't want to become paralyzed.
Once that was done, it may have been 15 minutes, I was told it was time for me to start pushing. "You have got to freaking kidding me" I was still feeling the contractions on one side, but thank God my vaginia was numb. Now count to ten and push. I did that for about 30 minutes, thinking the entire time I might just poop. Then at 5:13 a.m. on January 4th, 2016 I delivered a girl. I named her Xavier Jade.
Whats your labor and delivery story?