I felt a little defeated. I was stuck to an IV stand and a bunch of wires. I couldn’t move around like I had hoped. I didn’t want to stay within a small and limited area and labor away, as I knew that wouldn’t help me mentally or physically. I also had a plugged nose from a cold and I hadn’t slept since Sunday night.
Despite these little setbacks, I tried to remain positive and worked through my contractions with Seth. He brought a little hand massager with him and helped me by providing massage and pressure on my back when needed. He was also my cheerleader, giving me encouragement during each contraction.
After about two hours, a doctor from my clinic came in to check on me. I told her how I was feeling bummed out that I couldn’t move around freely and she instantly told me that wasn’t the case. She said she would send the nurse in to get me hooked up to wireless monitors and take my IV out. She even made me laugh.
By 4:00AM, I was hooked up to wireless monitors and I was able to walk around the room. I tried different positions during each contraction, including the exercise ball, the couch, standing up, leaning against Seth, leaning against the bed, you name it. I even tried to venture into the main hallway with Seth and we only made it one room over, before I had to turn around and go back. Big mistake, but it was funny seeing the nurses’ faces when I ventured out of the room. They were probably thinking, “What the heck is this girl doing?!”
After a few more hours, they checked my cervix, and I had progressed to 6 cm. Progress had been made and I’m positive it was because I was moving around and being active!
The contractions were getting more intense. At around 6:30AM, I decided to take a dip in my giant birthing tub. For some reason, we were given the gigantic suite at the hospital, and I had the coolest birth tub in my bathroom. I was tempted to use it and see if it would help.
Sure enough, it helped my breathing. The contractions seemed easier when I was in the water. They were still very painful, but I could breathe through them much easier in the tub.
A new nurse came in and told me she was taking over from 7:00AM-3:00PM. Her name was Holly and she was so incredibly sweet. I knew that she was just the perfect nurse for Seth and me.
After an hour in the tub, I decided to get out and have my cervix checked. I was still at 6 cm and about 90 percent effaced. The pain from my contractions kept getting worse and I started to doubt that I could do this naturally.
I started to talk about getting an epidural because the pain was so bad. I couldn’t even have Seth comfort me during my contractions because I didn’t want anyone to touch me.
Nurse Holly told me that she thought the hardest climb would be between 7-8 cm, and I already felt like I was reaching my pain maximum. I asked her what she thought of epidurals, because I really didn’t want one but I was starting to think I needed one, and she provided me a lot of reassurance. She told me that she tried to birth all three of her children naturally and ended up getting an epidural with each one. Because I liked her so much and felt an instant connection to her, I was sold.
An anesthesiologist was called for. It took a while for him to get up to my room, and when he arrived, I was in the middle of a really bad contraction. He was very rude and asked my nurse why I wasn’t ready to go or why my paperwork wasn’t filled out. He demanded a garbage in a certain spot and had a really arrogant attitude. Holly told him that I was in the middle of a contraction, and he said he didn’t have time to wait for me to get ready because he had patients in the operating room that needed his attention. So he left.
I was really disappointed with how we were treated and especially upset with how he talked to my nurse. Holly helped me get into the position he wanted me in and I labored through a few more contractions uncomfortably while we waited for him to return.
Finally, he made it back to my room and explained the risks of the epidural while he prepped my back. I remember thinking, “I don’t care if you are rude right now. All I want is for this epidural to work and not cause permanent paralyzation.” (Although this is very rare, we know of someone who this happened to.)
He said the epidural should kick in within 20-30 minutes. Within 10 minutes, I could feel the effects and some relief.
A little after 9:00AM, I was lying in bed, feeling like a million bucks. A very tired million bucks, but I was feeling much better than I did before.