If you have read Bennett’s Birth Story (here) or watched the birth vlog (here) than you know that it was classified as a traumatic birth. Although, i personally don’t feel that way… it was. Which meant that with my pregnancy with Owen we had to have more of a plan.
After my 36 week appointment it looked like Owen would be an 8lb baby. Considering that and other factors we formed a plan. I was a good candidate for a VBAC, but we scheduled a C-Section for his due date (March 13th) just in case, I didn’t go into labor. We really wanted to avoid a c-section since we plan and hope to have more kids down the road. By my 37 week appointment I was 2CM, which we were hoping was a good sign, that labor would start soon, by my 38 week appointment I was 3CM. At this point I started doing labor inducing wives tales, then at my 39 week appointment I was STILL only 3CM. We were getting closer to the scheduled c-section date, so my doctor proposed that we induce me. Since I was already 3CM; it should go relatively quick. Andrew and I left the appointment on the schedule to be induced that night, which meant we probably wouldn’t actually be called in until the next day. We were in complete shock.
We called our family members to let them know and we went about our day getting ready to have a baby! On March 8th around 8:30 in the morning I got a call from the hospital letting me know they were ready for us to come in. Around 10AM we arrived at the hospital and were settled into our room.
I wasn’t immediately put on pitocin, but my doctor came in and broke my water to naturally jumpstart labor. This was a lot more uncomfortable than I had anticipated. But that is because with Bennett’s birth, I had come into the hospital already in labor and they had offered me medication right away, so I was pretty drugged up for a lot of the labor process. This time around I wanted to go through my labor as long as I could without drugs/an epidural. About an hour after my water was broken contractions started picking up, becoming regular. A little uncomfortable every now or then but nothing crazy.
After awhile I still wasn’t progressing and the contractions started to die down. So they hooked me up to some pitocin and had me walk around the maternity wing and after awhile I was just walking in a figuring eight around the room. However, they were a little concerned (but not too much) that Owen’s Heart Rate would drop everytime I had a contraction. Even after all of this I was STILL not progressing.
At this point it was midday and I was not progressing, the babies heartrate would drop every so often with a contraction and I was just expecting that we would call it quits and have to have c-section. My doctor came in to check on me and said he would suspect we would have a baby within 4 hours. Which honestly, I thought he was crazy. The nurses came in to let me know I was free to have an epidural whenever I wanted as the anesthesiologist was currently not busy. I wanted to wait a little longer as the contractions weren’t unbearable yet. Welp, about 30 minutes after that the contractions came on STRONG and QUICK. It was miserable. To top that off, between those 30 minutes the anesthesiologist ended up being with another patient and I had to wait about an hour! Inside my head I was kicking myself, thinking this horrible, why do people do this. I want all the meds again next time.. i should of just had the c-section, since it seems like thats what is going to happen anyways…
Eventually, the anesthesiologist arrived and bless her heart. She was SUPER sweet and very chatty, but in that moment I didn’t wanted to talk to her. Again, I was mentally having a panic attack about the fact that, last time I had had an epidural, I was heavily medicated. I couldn’t feel anything, but this time I wasn’t medicated. I had no medication was beginning active labor. I would have to sit very STILL while going through intense contractions and having a giant needle that kind of stings in my back. Luckily, my nurse was AMAZING and calming talked me through the process and although uncomfortable it ended up being manageable. They then did my vitals and found I was tachycardic. Which then led to me having to have a an EKG! It all came back okay, but definitely added to my thoughts that we would end up needing a c-section; it also didn’t help that they checked me and I was STILL only 4CM. After all that, after roughly 8 hours & painful contractions I was only 4 CM!!!
But here’s where things start to pick up a little quickly.
After checking me at 4 cm she had me move into a position on my side using a peanut ball. Owen’s heart rate dropped, so she moved me to another position. I was in that position for maybe 30 minutes when all of a sudden Owen’s heart rate REALLY dropped. I remember Andrew and I looking at each other and thinking this is it, they are going to rush us into ER for an emergency c-section. The nurse came in and put me on oxygen. At this point I could tell Andrew was truly nervous. She decided to check me. I had heard an “oh!” and I remember i could kind of feel a wet tacky sensation, so I really thought, my fear of pooping had happened, but it turned out it was a blood clot and that within an hour I had gone from 4 to 10!
So, we began the pushing process. No at this point I was excited but because I had gotten to this point with Bennett I really didn’t think we would be having the baby this way. Eventually, it was time to call my doctor. Nurses came in prepped the room for delivery and since my doctor was home and I was pretty close to giving birth, there was about 15 minutes of waiting around, where I didn’t even need to push, and we just waited. Once my doctor arrived I would say it was about 6-9 Pushes and Owen was born! The nurse old me to look and all of a sudden there was this little baby being held in front of me. I was in complete shock. I had just given birth! I had a successful VBAC! As they laid him down on me, he was screaming he was just contently breathing on me and all I could think was “you are definitely NOT 8 pounds”.
The experience was so surreal. The nurses were cleaning Owen, while he was on me. Andrew got to cut the cord this time and then they just let us have an hour with Owen. Which was nice and Owen was so comfy that he had his first poop on me too. haha Owen’s birth was flipped with Bennett’s. With Bennett the labor was so smooth and easy and the birth part was super dramatic. With Owen the Labor was dramatic and the birth part was SO easy. Really it was stupidly easy. Almost two months later and I still cannot believe I had a successful VBAC, but I do have this sense of accomplishment. I am woman here me roar, ya know? Also, I feel bad for Andrew cause the nurse made him look down there… several times!!! Just like Bennett’s birth, we vlogged it and you can view it here. Sorry for the lack of dramatic emotional music.