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ooh - me to VP.
23 hours of bad, followed by a drug induced fog for the C-section, passed out, then woke up to the most amazing, frightening, exciting, heartwarming feeling that is completely indescribable.

btw, in my experience, women love to tell their childbirth stories (myself included) so if you want more details than that, let us know!

Why do you ask?
 
Kind of horrifying. I had an emergency c-section that I was awake for. :wink:


Me too!! :|

However, it is true that you forget about how bad the pain was, because I had a second. That one was not a C-section, and I couldn't get an epidural because the guy was in surgery and there was only one on per shift!:crazy:

That being said, I would do it all over again!:D
 
Pain followed by extreme happiness and exhaustion. Depends what kind of details you want :)

No epidural or anything, cuz by the time they would have given me one, it was too late.
 
ooh - me to VP.
23 hours of bad, followed by a drug induced fog for the C-section, passed out, then woke up to the most amazing, frightening, exciting, heartwarming feeling that is completely indescribable.

btw, in my experience, women love to tell their childbirth stories (myself included) so if you want more details than that, let us know!

Why do you ask?

That sounds a little frightening! :crack:


I'd love to know all the ins and outs, sooo interesting to me, watch all those cheesy birth shows on Discovery. Never sure whether asking things is too invasive though. I'd love to feel a baby kicking but am always way to shy to ask, even with mys sis. :reject:
 
You are supposed to stop eating when you are in labor or think you are. Not that everybody does. I don't recall thinking/worrying about that while I was in labor. :shrug:
 
ooh - me to VP.
23 hours of bad, followed by a drug induced fog for the C-section, passed out, then woke up to the most amazing, frightening, exciting, heartwarming feeling that is completely indescribable.

btw, in my experience, women love to tell their childbirth stories (myself included) so if you want more details than that, let us know!

Why do you ask?

Mine was only 12 hrs of bad, no drug fog for the c-section, and there was a complication during the surgery, and since I was awake, I had complete awareness of what was happening.

Yeah, how gory do you want the details to be? :wink:

Me too!! :|

However, it is true that you forget about how bad the pain was, because I had a second. That one was not a C-section, and I couldn't get an epidural because the guy was in surgery and there was only one on per shift!:crazy:

That being said, I would do it all over again!:D

Nooooo, it's not always true that you forget, I've heard that little fib many times over the years, but it's still pretty vivid to me to this day. Needless to say, I stopped at one, lol.
 
Why do you ask?

Part of it was just randomness. The other part came from a couple weeks ago when I went on a vacation/family reunion of sorts in Cape Cod, and we were all listening to the stories of my mom's, aunts' and my cousin's various births. The memories were all charming and funny! I was curious about interferencers' birth stories. :D

I love how every mother has a unique experience with it apart from others, but they always end with happy feelings.
 
i have to admit, the pain doesn't really scare me. shitting myself during childbirth, that scares me.

:lol: . . . actually, it wasn't that I was worried about . . . but I do recall being terrified of having to 'go to the bathroom' for the first time after I had popped out my daughter . . . oh the fear :lol:

I don't recall thinking/worrying about that while I was in labor. :shrug:

Honestly, after 28 hours of labour with my daughter I could not have cared if the St George Army Band had come parading through my room . . . I just wanted that little munchkin O.U.T :laugh:

I had two really different experiences . . . had my girl naturally, with no pain relief as I too 'missed the window of opportunity' for the epidural. I remember feeling terrified with the first few contractions, but then the inevitabilty of it all took over and to be honest, I was so exhausted at the end of it all that the pain really seemed secondary . . . and the big fat rush of love and adrenalin when they finally laid this beautiful, wriggling, pink cheeked, long eyelashed treasure of a girl on my chest . . . wow :heart: . . . I think my hublet actually found it harder than I did :) just the whole 'not being able to do anything useful' thing :D

With my boys I had to have a c-section . . . and honestly, if I had known how horrendously helpless I would feel I don't think I'd do that again in a real big hurry . . . but as there were two of them, with one still floating around up the top there, and one breech :)yikes: ) the docs decided it would be the safest thing for everybody. . . but I hated every minute of it :reject:

I do remember the room was chockablock with specialists and nurses and all manner of curious onlookers as well . . . I recall the doctor holding up bublet 1 and he was all scrunchy and wrinkly and gorgeous and smooshy, and then bublet 2 was all smooth and shiny and wide eyed and curious and then wooooooosh . . .the doctors took them away to examine them . . . my poor hublet . . . all I could think of was that they were taking my babies away and since I couldn't follow them and make sure they were okay he had too . . . . I was screeching like a harpy 'don't let them out of your sight don't let them out of your sight' . . . and then when I came to there were these two delicious, teeny tiny bundles of scrawly, scratchy boyness laying in the crib next to me . . . another big fat rush of blood to the head and the heart :heart:

. . . and as for the pain, psssssh . . . 11 years on I think I've finally recovered !

:shifty: you all still awake! Great idea for a thread . . . hopefully some more mumma's will come along and share their stories too :)
 
My first was induced. I was two weeks past due. If you can help it, do NOT get induced. The contractions were bad. Even with an epi, I could still feel the pain quite a bit.

With my second, I went into labor the morning after we moved. I was in denial for the entire day. I kept thinking it was not time yet. The last few hours were difficult and the last hour was excruciating. My husband was convinced I would have had the baby at home in the bed if he had not forced me into the car. No meds.....just pain followed by exhausted relief. I was at the hospital for less than an hour before the baby came. my husband was parking the car and almost missed it.
 
Ooh, this smiley works:

try getting kicked in the balls... :wink:

*runs awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

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try getting kicked in the balls... :wink:

*runs awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

My first thought after reading this was "I'd like to see him say that to his mother." :wink:

Well, not enough to make me lose my lunch...:reject::lol:

Ha! Mine's not quite that bad. :)

She was nearly 3 weeks overdue, so the dr decided to induce. Had fairly bad pain for 4 or 5 hrs, then he came in to check on the progress, and there hadn't been any. So then he broke my water, and turned up the induction med to full. From then on, it was like one constant contraction that never went away. Same thing, about 5 hrs later he came back to check me, and still no progress. The monitors showed that she was in a bit of distress, so he decided to stop the IV (instant relief!) and do a c-section. He didn't want to take the time to establish an epidural, so he decided I should have a spinal instead, which is a one-shot deal that freezes the lower part of your body, as opposed to the more gradual epidural.

So, they took me into the or, and an anesthetist met me in there and gave me the spinal. She was this little old lady, very sweet and comforting. I started feeling the freezing from my feet, and it kept moving up...and up...and up...till I had no feeling up to my chin. None in my arms, couldn't move them, they just flopped off the side of the bed. The worst part is that because the freezing went so high up, I couldn't feel myself breathe. That was fucking SCARY. The OB/GYN was at my feet, starting to do his work, and I started freaking out about the breathing thing. I heard the ob/gyn say to the anesthetist "do you want to put her under?" and she said "no, she'll be fine, I think we can get her through this." So, she stayed at my head talking to me, explained that I really was breathing, I just couldn't feel it, wiping my brow, and once in a while, putting one of those breathing things over my mouth, the ones with the bulb on the end that you squeeze, to force air into someone's lungs. My ex was on the other side of me, and he did his best to calm me, too. When they got her out, she was just fine...held her up so fast I could barely even see her, then they asked my ex if he wanted to go over to see her. He did, briefly, but he was so concerned about me, he came back to me...the man is a jerk in so many ways, but that was one of the nicest things he's ever done for me. :)

Anyway, by the time they were 75% of the way through stitching me up, I started to get some feeling back in my upper body and arms. I remember the doctor asking me if I was starting to feel him working, and he told me they could give me another dose of anesthetic if I needed it. I was like "uh no, I'm fine, thanks." :yikes: At that point, I wouldn't have cared if I could fully feel every stitch, under NO circumstances were they going to give me more of that! :lol:

With spinal anesthetic, after you have it, you have to lay flat for 24 hrs, because there's a danger of spinal fluid seeping out, or something. So, I didn't really get to hold her for another day. She was absolutely perfect, though. :heart: People brought her in to see me lots. Am I glad that going through that resulted in having her? Definitely, no question. Would I go through it again for another hypothetical child? Not for a million dollars. :lol:
 
Interesting story VP, I am glad my induction did not lead to a c- section. I did fear that though. I personally thought if I waited two more days he would have come on his own. I hated how the pitocin made my contractions feel, but glad I did not have to go through anesthesia.....
 
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Love the stories mommies! :love:

I won't go into details. I just remember being in the delivery room, because at some point if felt better to push than not to, and that was when they moved me to the delivery room. They kept telling me to breathe, which I thought I was doing. Apparently I was hyperventilating, so they had to mask me. And she was born in the wee hours of the night/morning. I didn't know ahead of time if I was having a boy or girl. So when I delivered, I asked what was "it", and the doctor thought he was funny and said 'human'. :crack: Hubby was standing behind me in the corner watching, or maybe not watching, LOL. The rest is a blur!

Babies :cute:
 
Kat!! :hug: Good answer, lol.

Interesting story VP, I am glad my induction did not lead to a c- section. I did fear that though. I personally thought if I waited two more days he would have come on his own. I hated how the pitocin made my contractions feel, but glad I did not have to go through anesthesia.....

I should stress that my story shouldn't scare any prospective moms. C-sections are very safe, and epidurals are generally used. Even if a spinal were to be used, I'm sure what happened to me was very unusual, and it's nothing that anyone else should worry about. :)


Lila, we didn't know what we were having, either. My ex saw, and leaned down and whispered to me "we have our [insert her name here]" before the doctor had a chance to say anything. :)
 
My son was born at an Air Force hospital several years ago. After many hours of hard, painful contractions that weren't doing what they were supposed to do, they x-rayed my pelvis to see if there was room for the baby to get out. I remember throwing up green bile on the x-ray table, having had nothing to eat for nearly 24 hours, and saying, "Let me die!" :D They decided there was enough room, so we went back to the labor room. When they finally decided it was "time", they had to call in another doctor because there were three of us there, and they'd decided that I could wait the longest! Anyway, this squalling little critter arrived and was pronounced a boy. I couldn't pee for many hours because my urethra had been crushed, but that got better.

My son has been the joy of my life, but I knew it was something I did not want to do again.
 
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Love the stories mommies! :love:

I won't go into details. I just remember being in the delivery room, because at some point if felt better to push than not to, and that was when they moved me to the delivery room. They kept telling me to breathe, which I thought I was doing. Apparently I was hyperventilating, so they had to mask me. And she was born in the wee hours of the night/morning. I didn't know ahead of time if I was having a boy or girl. So when I delivered, I asked what was "it", and the doctor thought he was funny and said 'human'. :crack: Hubby was standing behind me in the corner watching, or maybe not watching, LOL. The rest is a blur!

Babies :cute:

I'm human :cute: :lol:
 
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