Nathan’s birth story.

Sharing my birth story has been something I’ve wanted to do since I’ve had Nathan. Now that I have 2, I want to share my birth stories even more because they were both so different and unique, and just amazing experiences.

Nathan was born April 24, 2013 at 9:54am.  6 pounds 9 ounces, 19 1/2 inches long.

My labor with Nathan started on a Monday, a week after I started my maternity leave. I was 38 weeks pregnant. Looking back, I know that I first started feeling contractions on the 22nd while I was at the gym with my (then) best friend. I remember telling her that I thought Nathan had dropped really low because I felt him kicking really low, in a spot I had never felt before. The next day (23rd) I had my first vaginal check up. I had alway heard stories of women going to their appointments and finding out they were 5 centimeters dilated and rushed to the hospital and 2 pushes later the baby was there. I was talking myself down and telling myself not to be disappointed if I wasn’t dilated at all, I still had time, I was only 38 weeks. After the nurse checked me out she said I was 3 centimeters dilated and 70% effaced. Then she asked was if I was having any contractions,  I said I didn’t know. I had no idea what a contraction felt like. She seemed annoyed. They hooked me up to a machine to see if I was having any, and sure enough, in 15 minutes I had 2. They sent me home to monitor my contractions. My husband (bf at the time) had to go to work, so I called my mom and she came home to help me monitor the contractions. I did laundry, walked to the store, ate very light foods, got the car seat installed and put up a shelf, then around midnight the contractions were getting more intense and closer together so we left for the hospital. We were admitted when we got there and I was at 5 cenetemeters now and 100% effaced. The contractions continued to get stronger and more intense through the night and into the morning but I wasn’t dilating as much as I probably should have been. It was getting harder to relax myself so I asked for the epidural. By 8am the nurses checked me and I was only a 7 and they told me that if I didn’t start opening more that they would start to give me petocin (which I didn’t want.) At this point my water still hasn’t broken, my mom was sure that this was what was holding me back and we begged the dr to break it and after some back and forth they finally agreed. That was all it took. About 45 minutes later I was at a 10 and ready to push. 15 minutes of the nurses setting up and 45 minutes of pushing, Nathan was born. The second he was out I was so overwhelmed with emotion. I immediately started crying. I think it was a mix of emotions, the fact that I had done it, I gave birth, something I was terrified of. My baby was finally here and he was beautiful. From the day he was born (and to this day) we got nothing but compliments on how cute he was.