Let's start with the basics. I was due to have my little guy on June 14th. We had a repeat C-Section scheduled for June 8th. My first C-Section was because my daughter was breech. My 2nd C-Section was a repeat, although, I did go into labor early at 36 weeks.
My last doctor's appointment was on May 24th. At that appt, my blood pressure was a little higher than the doctor liked (148/94). He said to keep an eye on it, and if it continued to rise, he would probably want to take the baby a little earlier than we had planned. He checked my cervix and I was 1cm dilated and about 50% effaced. Due to his office being closed for Memorial Day, my next appointment was scheduled for June 2nd.
On Sunday night- Monday morning (May 30-31) I had a few strong contractions that actually woke me up. But they weren't consistant. Not able to time them at all. Since I slept like hell, I decided I would take myself a little nap around noon. The strong inconsistant contractions started again, so I finally just gave up on trying to get any rest. I was scheduled to work 6pm-8:30am. My job is very kick back and I am actually able to nap while I am on the job. When I went into work, I wasn't having any contractions at all. At about 9pm, I started with contractions again. They were 10-13 minutes apart and only lasting about 40 seconds or less. I wasn't really worried. I finally decided to lay down for some rest at about 1:45am or so. Woken up yet again by contractions. Still pretty strong, but not close enough together or long enough to head to the hospital.
My mother also works here at the same place. She had to come in at 6am to help me with a portion of work. She left at 6:15. I went outside and walked around a little bit. I couldn't stay out long. I was getting the urge to pee about every 4 or 5 minutes. I decided at this point that as soon as I got off work, I would head to the hospital to at least be checked. (Delivery hospital is 75 mins away) My contractions seemed to be getting a little closer together and a little stronger. At about 6:45 one contraction hit, and I had to sort of bend over a chair until it passed. Once it passed, I stood up, and my water broke. It wasn't a huge gush like I expected, but more of a heavy/steady trickle. I ran to the restroom, and called my mom and asked her to bring me a change of clothes. It was about 6:55am at this point. Contractions were like non-stop and pretty dang painful now. I quickly changed clothes, and woke my daughter up (she gets to come to work with me). My mom called one of our other coworkers and asked her to come in early because my water had broken.
I had been texting my fiance Kevin and of course, he picked THIS particular day to leave his phone in his truck. So my mom called his mom, who called his dad, who drove to the house to let Kevin know I was in serious labor. I was finally able to leave work at about 7:05am. It took me til about 7:10 to make it to the house and inside. I woke my brother (22yr old) and asked him if he would help get Jack (my 22mo old) dressed and ready to go to the hospital. I never had told my brother I was pregnant, so he wasn't sure WHY we needed to go to the hospital(LOL). I went into Jack's room to get him some clothes, and had to turn around and run to the bathroom because of the intense pressure. I sat down to pee but was unable to do so.. So I stood up and walked over to the sink and managed to brush my teeth. Had to go BACK to the toilet. And at that point I was completely unable to move. The pressure was pretty much unbearable. I wasn't sure whether or not I should try to push, or what.. Finally, I didn't have a choice, he was RIGHT there. I HAD to push. I pushed 2 or 3 times, and out he came, right into the toilet!! (About 7:15am) I jumped up off the toilet, and stood there for a few seconds, not really sure what the hell had just happened. Like I had zoned out or something. I heard him squeal a little, still in the toilet, and reality suddenly hit. I picked him up as carefully as possible and wrapped him in my t-shirt. I yelled at my brother to call 911. I then yelled for my daughter to come into the bathroom. She walked in and was shocked (to say the least) I asked her to go grab me a towel. She came back with a PAPER towel :D:D I told her "Noooo baby, mama needs a REAL towel" This time she came back with THREE paper towels :D:D I know I was in somewhat shock at this point, because I was standing right next to the towel rack full of towels.. Baby was crying and moving around so I knew he was ok for the most part.
Two police officers came running through the bathroom door. One of them took the baby from me and got him wrapped up tight. Baby and I were still attached. We were only about 5 minutes post-birth. While the police and I stood there waiting for the EMTs, one of the officers decided it would be a perfect photo-op. He had his partner take a pic with his cell phone and I also took one with mine. When the EMTs got there, they laid me down on the gurney, and had my fiance come in (He got there just after the police but I didn't know this at the time) Kevin got to cut the cord. They made sure the baby's airway was clear and he was doing well, and they wheeled us out to the ambulance. At some point my mom, Kevin's mom, and my aunt had all made it over. We spent about 30 minutes outside my house in the ambulance. They started an IV for me and tried to start one for the baby, but his blew. They called our local hospital to get orders on where to take us. Finally it was decided they would take us to the local hospital emergency department for us to be checked out before making the long drive to my hospital. At some point while in the ambulance, I updated my Facebook status to say that I'd had my baby... in the toilet. :D No one believed me. I called my Dad in California, and he also didn't believe me, so I had the EMT talk to him ;)
We got to the local hospital, and the ER staff started checking us over. These people don't deal with women having babies very often. So everyone was kind of running around like chickens with their heads cut off. :D A doctor came in and delivered the placenta, and a nurse started helping me clean up, while some other nurses worked to warm up baby. His sugar was pretty low (37) so they gave him a bit of sugar water. At about 10:30am, they had us "stable enough to transport" to my hospital in Tulsa. That was the longest damn 90 minutes of my life! I was lying pretty much flat on my back, holding the baby, with strict instructions that he must eat 15ml before we got to Tulsa. My fiance couldn't ride in the ambulance with us, so he drove my car behind us. My mom also brought my other two kids (along with all of baby and I's things.)
After finally getting admitted to the hospital at noon, the nursery staff took the baby to check him over. The nurse got me settled into bed, and everyone came in, and we waited...and waited... and waited for them to bring little man back to us. In the meantime, I was able to eat a few bites of lunch (mashed potatoes!) Finally, around 3pm, they brought him into us :)
I won't bore you with the rest of the hospital stay. The "highlights" include me getting an exremely high temp (105-106) several times during the 48 hours we spent there. They couldn't really say WHY I was running such a high fever. Chest x-rays, urine and blood tests proved nothing to be "wrong". It continued for 4 days after I was released from the hospital.
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A few days before Andrew arrived!
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Andrew and his buddy, the police officer!
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Holy crap! Congrats!!
Wow, congrats! You got the kinda birth I want :lol: Except I want a planned home VBAC. Glad hes safe and healthy and hope you're doing better!
My thoughts exactly Terra!! Congrats!!
Wow that's quite the story! Congratulations on your new bundle of joy!
Holy cow!!!! Congratulations! That's amazing...glad everyone is doing well! :)
Congratulations! That is an amazing story you have there! In the toilet. . . damn, I didn't even think that could really happen! :) He's beautiful! Good job mama!
Wow. That's quite a story to tell him when he's older. I'm glad you guys are okay. :D
Holy crap!!! Congrats :D :D :D
I lol'd at the paper towel and coming back with three. That was precious :D
I'm glad you both made it through safely!
wow thats some story ! lol congrats and good to hear you were both ok!
Wow. Thats an awesome story. I bet he'll ask you to tell it all the time when he's older.
congrats, he's adorable.
Wow! That is an awesome birth story! Congrats and he is adorable!! :)