Have you ever found yourself watching a tv show and saying, “OMG that could never happen to me, you only see that on TV”... Well, early morning on January 9th, I was proved completely wrong...
I’m going to go back a little to give you an idea how things got crazy so quick. On Monday morning, I went to my regular maternity check up, my doctor had already told me I had to go to the hospital that Wednesday night to get induced, which I was okay with because I was induced with my oldest because I had gestational diabetes. I got hooked to the machine for my NST like I had been doing every Monday for the last three weeks. I was having contractions but at this point I have been having them for like a week and they told me I wasn’t in labor yet. They also checked my cervix and I was 3 cm dilated and that instead of going to the hospital Wednesday night, I had to go in Thursday morning to start the Pitocin.
So at this point, everything seemed normal and everything was set up for Thursday. I went on with my day. I went to bed at my regular time since I had to go to work the next day, it was going to be my last day before maternity leave. Around 12:18am I woke up with strong contractions, this is when things got CRAZY.
I woke up my boyfriend and told him we needed to go to the hospital because the contractions were too close to each other and painful. I started to get ready and called my mom to let her know I was dropping off Evanna because we were going to the hospital. I started to get a bag and lunch bag ready for her so she could go to daycare later that day. Then, my boyfriend remembered he needed to get gas, so I told him to go while I finished packing. At this point contractions were getting even closer and stronger. I felt a big urge to go pee, so I go to the bathroom and realized I was bleeding a lot...BIG FREAK OUT MOMENT. I thought something bad had happened to the baby. I decided to get in the shower (socks and shirt still on so I wouldn’t make the bathroom look like a crime scene).
By the time my boyfriend got back I could feel the baby pushing out. Poor thing was all freak out, he said “what are you doing we need to go” and I told him I couldn’t move and that the baby was coming and that he needed to call my mom and tell her to come get my little girl. At that moment, I got the biggest contraction yet and even though I tried to hold it, his head was out. I could feel his hair but I couldn’t see if his face and he wasn’t crying. I told my boyfriend to call 911. I was already in supermom mode, there was no stopping this and I was going to deliver my baby in the shower. Another big contraction came and I pushed as hard as I could instead of holding it like the last time. And there he was, I caught him with my hands and asked my boyfriend to get me some towels because I was all wet and freezing. At this point, the ambulance still hadn’t gotten to my house. My boyfriend was still on the phone with 911, the baby wasn’t crying yet and I wasn’t sure if he was breathing or not. I decided to try to clean his mouth and nose to make sure there was nothing preventing him from breathing. 911 told my boyfriend to lay him down flat to see if he would cry so I laid him down and he cried a little so that was a huge relief. They also told him to tie the umbilical cord with a shoe lace, which he did, the poor thing was all shaky. Then finally 911 responders came in and started the whole process to get us to the hospital.
So this is my story on how I gave birth to a beautiful 8lbs 3oz baby boy all within an hour from when I started feeling my contractions. And now for sure I will think before I watch something crazy on TV and say this kind of things only happens on TV LOL.
-Maryana Rois, @mary_jumbles