I was originally due April 16th 2022. However I ended up feeling the contractions (or at least they felt like it would be contractions) all night/early morning. On April 17th 2022 at approximately 5:30am I woke up to go use the bathroom, I had almost reached my bedroom door when my water broke. When I got to the bathroom I noticed a weird colour mixed into the pad where the amniotic fluid was, this was also roughly the time that I lost my mucus plug. I personally thought it was blood at first, but then it looked a little yellow or green, which means that the baby had most likely pooped inside. I took the time to shower and wake my Fiancé up. We also made sure we ate some breakfast, as when you are in the Hospital, at least when dealing with labor, you are no longer allowed to eat.

A few hours later, we ended up going to the Hospital. I was able to go up right away, and showed my vaccine passport, my Fiancé had to wait until I got registered before they would let him into the birthing unit.

It did not take long at all for me to get registered, the nurse checked to see how far I was dilated, which was not very far. They had also decided to keep me at the Hospital instead of sending us home, since the water had broken.. plus… baby pooped. My contractions at this point had completely stopped and I was told that they would need to speed up the process and induce me, as they only had 18 hours to get the baby out. Mind you.. I did not want to get induced at all… but I felt like there was no choice there given circumstances.

The pain came pretty hard and fast, I honestly would not recommend anyone getting induced unless if they have to. Let the birthing process go naturally if possible, cause that shit hurt and does not give you the chance to gradually get used to the contractions. Now, because of how much pain I was in, I gave in and asked for an Epidural (originally when the nurse asked me.. I did decline.. because I wanted to try to go as natural as possible for this birth). It took what felt like forever for them to finally get the Epidural going… for some reason my Fiancé was not allowed to stay in the room during this process, and it took the nurses several attempts to get the needle in the right spot. Apparently the struggle was that my lower back was so stiff from an injury that I had from years ago when I was in a car accident.

Eventually I got to 7-8 CM dilated and was told that the babies heart rate had dropped twice. The first time took approximately 10 minutes to go back to normal and the second time 15 minutes. Which then we were told if it happens a third time, it might take much longer to recover. They highly recommended I get an Emergency C-Section done this way they could get the baby out a lot faster, and prevent the chances of her heart rate dropping again. Of course I agreed to the C-Section, honestly anything to keep the both of us safe.

They were pretty quick about everything, which was good. The Anesthesiologist that was at the Hospital was busy with another patient and was going to take too long to attend to me, so they had to call another one in, and she arrived pretty quickly. They did the freezing for my lower half, which honestly was not given enough time to numb me and I felt every little thing. Because of the amount of pain I was in during the C-section they had highly recommended for me to get put under, which I said no. They then kept pumping me up with drugs to make it tolerable. I was gripping the hand straps tightly to make sure I would not interfere with the surgery. My Fiancé was trying his best to comfort me, cheering me on, lightly rubbing my head. Shortly after they pulled my baby girl out, I had passed out. The nurses had no clue why and they were not able to get a heart beat rating from me because the finger monitor fell off due to me gripping the straps tightly.

Not too sure how long after, but, eventually I did end up waking up and I was not able to hold my baby girl due to being out of it, and they feared I might end up dropping her. I did get wheeled back into the birthing room with my baby on my legs and her head kind of leaning on my lower abdomen.

Hours after the C-section, super early the next morning I was finally able to drink again and be cautious of what I eat. I was also fed Hospital food 3 times that day and the day after. I was also pushed to use the bathroom myself and was told to walk around as much as I could, and try to get out of bed without assistance. It was a struggle, but, I did it. My Fiancé also had to help me out of bed a few times. The Hospital was more or less ready to discharge us 24 hours after the C-section, but I was determined to speak with the lactation specialist, as I was interested in Breast Feeding or at least pumping (that honestly did not last long… but speaking with the lactation specialist was very informative).

Even though nothing went according to plan for my Birthing experience, I would still go through it all again. Hailey is honestly my pride and joy and I love her more than anything else in this world. ❤

~*ATBW*~