with dd #1, i went to the dr. for my appt. on my due date. i was 3cm and starting to thin out so he stripped my membranes (which btw hurts). 2 days later i woke up at 4am with lower back pain that would come and go every few minutes. my water broke right before we left the house to go to the hospital. it felt like a warm trickle down my leg. i put in a pad and off we went. contractions got pretty intense pretty fast. i also puked a few times which i didn't know could happen but it's completely normal. got my epidural at about 10am, started pushing at 11:40am and had her at 11:54am. needed 1 stich and didn't take a single pain med, besides the epidural, after i had her. but i did use the ice pack pads, those felt good!
dd #2 was a stubborn creature and did not come faster than the 1st one like they are supposed to. my water began to trickle the night before my due date. felt like i kept dripping pee, but when i put in a pad, i could see a tint of pink. well, it was about 5:30pm so i tell dh, we better get to the hospital asap because this one will probably come faster than the first and i definitely want an epidural again. got to the hospital, still not a single contraction. i told them how my labor went with #1 so they tell me they are gonna start me on an epidural soon. yay!.....not! i got my epidural around 10pm and then baby decided to just chill out for awhile. so i had an epidural from 10pm until she fricking decided she was ready again. i started pushing about 6:50 and out she came at 7:03am! i fricking sucks being numb from the waist down, omg! no stitches and no pain meds, except for the epidural.
with #3, i had just put dd #1 and #2 to bed. dh was going to bed because he had to work early and i was laying next to him just talking. it was about 10:00pm. i felt weird but didn't say anything. i then told him good night and went to the bathroom and some mucous came out and then a good trickle started. so i woke up dh and told him we gotta go. then i started feeling some pains. told sil to come and watch the kids and 15 minutes later we were on our way. got to the hospital only to be met by the reject, bitch shift of nurses. didn't have an epidural cuz it was too late, started pushing at 5:05am and had him bust through my puss at 5:14am.
First baby - dr. said two days before my due date that she thought the baby was 8.5 pounds and she didn't think my hips could handle much more than that. WTF? I'd been counting on these hips since high school! So she stripped my membranes (ouch!), 2 hours later the backache started and 24 hours I started contractions. 19 hours of labor (15 of those hours the contractions were 2 minutes apart or less) that included 2 hours of pushing. Dr, broke my water at hour 13. Fortunately three hours (cm. 6-9) I had an epidural. Baby was 7lb, 15 oz and my hips held out just fine!
Baby number 2 - 3 days before due date I start contractions at 11 pm. Starting with the second contraction, they were 2 minutes apart or less. Once I got to the hospital the dr. couldn't break my water because her head was right against my cervix and he said the hook would catch on her head. Hour 14 (6 cm), he finally breaks the water, orders the epidural, epidural shunt goes in. Meds being mixed and the dr. says, "She's at 10 cm". 15 minutes later the baby is out and I had the epidural put in for nothing. Went from 6 to 10 in 40 minutes.
With my first pregnancy with me DD twins, I had a lot of complications. I had gestational diabetes, and around 30 weeks started going into early labor. They were able to stop it, thankfully! After that, my dr. had me go to the hospital twice a week for NSTs. Around 34 weeks, while in the middle of a NST, I started having contractions again--but this time, I was also bleeding. They couldn't stop the bleeding, and in the process, told me I was so anemic that I would have to have a transfustion before I could safely deliver, and the kicker--I would have to go to the USA Women and Children's Hospital in Mobile to receive it (this was a little over a year after Katrina had hit the Gulf Coast, and the hospital still wasn't back to 100%). I called my DH, hysterical, and tell him to meet me there. After a steroid shot for lung development, I was packed into an ambulance and carted away. Once at USA, I was told a different story by a different dr. on the hour, every hour. "We're doing a c-section tonight." "Oh, your contractions finally stopped; we'll keep you for observation another night." "You're not critical anymore, so we'll move you to the regular wing." Um...can I just get my transfusion and go home, if the babies are fine? After a week of this, I was verging on hysterical, my DH was exhausted from working the graveyard shift, driving to Mobile, then driving back for work, and NOBODY would give me a straight answer as to what was happening. In tears, I had DH call my OB back home...when he found out I hadn't even been given the transfusion I was sent to Mobile to have in the first place, he got livid. Ten minutes later, a bag of blood is being hooked into me, and they tell me (scowling the whole time) that I have to have one more bag tomorrow and then can go home. I tap-danced the hell out of there! At my next check-up, the ultrasound showed baby A was in the right position; baby b was curled up over her, breeched. My choices were to schedule a c-section, or if I wanted to try vaginal delivery, go back to Mobile. C-section scheduled for the day before Thanksgiving. Early November 14, I started having contractions again, so off to the hospital we went, and had a c-section! Made it to 37 weeks, A baby was 6 lbs 2 oz, B was 6lbs 10 oz, and both were 19 in.
With #2, DS, I chose to have another c-section (good thing, because at 34 weeks, his head was already measuring 10 cm!). Didn't have any of the complications I had with the twins, no diabetes, no anemia, no contractions. Made it to the day we scheduled, September 29. I went in a bit cocky, knowing what to expect...and had a worse experience with c-section 2. They couldn't get the spinal block in; the guy digging in my back kept telling me to let him know when my legs moved...I was like "I just kneed myself in the face 3 times...really?" I almost threw up halfway through the procedure, and my cousin told me I lost all color on the table (found out later, I really was anemic again...thanks for checking that out). Pain meds did NOTHING after the fact, and had a sadistic nurse who kept jacking my bed up and down, even after repeatedly asking her to stop. Big guy came in at 9 lbs 2 oz, and 21 in.
And yes, ladies, I am done! Had them tie me up...I love my kids, and am so thankful they were/are healthy, but I was never the "happy, glowing" expectent mother! LOL