We set wee wee pads in the car and left the house at about
4am and headed to St. Josephs Woman’s hospital in Tampa.
On the way to the hospital we called Jon’s mom and mine
to let them know that we were on the way to have their grandson!
I kept telling Jon that I was upset because I knew I was going
to have to get pitocin and all of our efforts were going to
go right down the tube. He eased my mind and told me that
we would be fine and we were going to have our baby boy and
that was the most important thing to remember.
Once we got to the hospital they took us directly
to triage and verified that it was my amniotic fluid that
had been leaking. The second nurse that we met with was very
kind; she asked if we had a birth plan. I had thought at this
point that it would be useless because my water had broken
and they would want to start inducing me. When I handed her
the birth plan she told me that she herself had 3 Bradley
babies and told me we would be fine. They hooked me up to
a fetal monitor and a monitor to check and see if I had been
having any contractions. The baby was very happy and healthy
but I was not yet having contractions.
They then took me up to the labor and delivery
room so that Jon and I could wait for some action. In the
meantime, my doctor had ordered Pitocin. So the nurse hooked
me up to an IV and started a drip of fluids. She let me know
that I could refuse the pitocin if I felt strongly about not
receiving it. The nurses put me in the “natural birth”
labor and delivery room that has a large tub, birthing ball
and remote fetal monitors, so that I could walk around and
labor so that I was comfortable. Jon was going through all
of our Bradley information and was trying to find ways to
get my labor going, so I had been sucking my thumb and using
nipple stimulation to no avail!
I met with Dr. Whaba at 9:30am; she read my
birth plan and respected all of my wishes but did feel at
this point since my labor had not begun that I should start
the pitocin, because if we went much longer the possibility
of having a c-section was going to become more of a reality.
So they went ahead and began the drip.
Meanwhile Jon had taken a nap and gone to get
lunch, he kept saying how easy labor was and he didn’t
know what all the fuss was about, he was kidding of course.
. . I told him that he hadn’t seen anything yet!
Then at about 12:30 my labor began, talk about
labor! My contracts began at about 2 minutes apart, but on
a scale of 1-10 the pain was only a 2. Jon dimmed the lights
and put on the nature sounds CD that Melissa had given us
to help me relax. They went ahead and checked to see if I
had dilated at all, I felt that I had not and told the nurse
so, she told me not to be negative and that’s when I
realized I was at a new stage of labor. At this point my labor
was getting much harder, I did not want to walk around, all
I wanted to do was sit on the toilet, so I did that for a
while and it seemed to help quite a bit. I then laid down
again and Jon was making sure that I did not stay on one side
for too long. He was also beginning to rub my back during
each contraction. He was also giving me ice and a cool cloth
on my forehead in between. I was able to relax very deeply
in between contracts and just tried to stay calm and relaxed
during each contraction. Jon would talk me through it and
let me know that it was about to let up and he kept telling
me how well that I was doing. They then asked about my pain
again and I told them 6, but I told Jon secretly that I thought
it was an 8, I just thought that I was still so early along
that it had to get worse. One half hour later they came to
check me again and I went from 2 ½ centimeters dilated
to 8 centimeters dilated. I started quivering and doubting
myself, I told Jon that I didn’t think that I could
do it anymore and I might need drugs, he told me that I was
doing great and that I would be fine with out them.
Then, all I wanted to do was push, the doctor
checked me and said not yet, she also had a few other babies
to be born at the same time, so she was going to have to call
in another doctor and the nurses told Jon that I may have
to wait to push. There was no stopping me, so Dr. Wahaba was
able to push up the remaining portion of my cervix so that
I could begin pushing.
Jon had one leg and a nurse had my other leg
and I started to push. Jon kept giving me ice in between contracts
and kept telling me what a great job that I was doing, he
loves those pep talks! They put a mirror so that I could see
what was going on, and I was able to see the top of the babies
head. It was the most amazing sight!
Dr. Whaba wasn’t in the room because she
was delivering another baby and they were going to have to
stop me from pushing, but there was no way that I was going
to stop! She ran in the room, changed scrubs in my bathroom
really quickly and basically caught Chase as he was being
born at 3:21pm. Chase decided to punch on his way out and
so I ended up with a third degree laceration which I did not
feel happen. I then got to hold my beautiful baby boy, Chase
Tynan. Dr. Whaba then collected the cord blood because we
decided to bank it and the placenta then came out very quickly.
Chase was 7lbs. 15 oz. and 22 inches long. He was born with
light brown hair and blue eyes and right away looked just
like his daddy. Jon was going crazy taking pictures while
I was being stitched up and I could tell how proud he was
of me! I put Chase right to my breast and he took immediately,
one of the nurses was there to assist me. All of the nurses
said what a great job that I did, at one point there was 5
of them in the room. I think they just wanted to see what
was going on. They told me that I was the calmest natural
birth that they had seen and that I did not even seem like
I was in any pain, they also complimented Jon on being such
a great coach! Chase was very alert and happy from the very
beginning!
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