Alright folks! Madison arrived on Tuesday December 7th, 2021 at 5:12am. She was 18 inches and 7lbs. and 8oz. She is beautiful and I cannot thank God enough for her. Now! How she got here! Chile, this story…I swear I couldn’t make this up. For those that want to listen to my story…I will update with a podcast link on Monday. HERE
For those of you that want to read it…here goes…
Monday morning around 5am, I started to feel contractions that were 10 minutes apart. After the 5th or 6th one I decided to go to the bathroom and pee in between contractions and that is when I realized my water had broken. It was not a gush of water or anything like the movies/TV make you believe. It felt like a leak. I woke up my husband and called my OB GYN. The doctor on call called the hospital to let them know I was on my way.
We got to the hospital and was put in the emergency room to make sure all was well and I was indeed in labor. They tested the fluid and determined it was amniotic fluid, however, when they checked me for dilation I was not even 1cm. It was determined my water broke prematurely and with protocol they give it 12 hours to see if I progress, and if not a C Section is performed. I had a C Section scheduled for 12/7 at noon (this is at almost 41 weeks), but my water broke on its own so here we are. The waiting game begins. They prepare to get me a room in labor and delivery. While waiting, I asked the nurse about an epidural. She advised me that if I wanted to have a VBAC, I may want to hold off on the epidural. It would make the delivery smoother if I waited till I was further along to get one. I took her advice and tried to endure the contractions. The 12 hour countdown had begun…
I got to a room around 11am and the contractions were still coming on in. I told myself I am going to hold off till the 11th of the 12th hour to get an epidural in case they check my cervix and I am 8cm or I am so far along I cant get it in time for it to take cause a sista needs the drugs lol. I had no intentions of a natural birth. Those contractions were intense for me but I breathed through them and at 3:45pm I pulled the trigger on an epidural. They were checking my cervix around 5pm. I got my epidural and the relaxation began! I could lay there and not feel a thing and chile it felt amazing! The doc came and checked my cervix and I was 4 and 1/2 cm dilated. We proceeded to wait it out for the glorious 10cm moment.
The contractions were intensifying and I couldn’t feel it. When I got to 6-7cm, the nurse on call decided to give me a small dose of pitocin to get things along cause I got to that point and it was like 10pm. From here on out, things get real…
Midnight approaches and I start to notice that I am beginning to feel contractions…like not the full intensity but like this epidural aint understanding the assignment! I shouldn’t be feeling any of this yet little did I know this was only the beginning…so when you get close to delivery the pain that feels like vaginal cramps starts to move to anal cramps…like you have to do #2. The story is about to get real TMI but HEY THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED lol! So by 2am I am buzzing my nurse like hey ma’am can yall get something else in here cause this ish hurts! I been pushing this button that is supposed to administer more meds in the epidural but the pain is getting worse not better. She has the anesthesiologist on call come and give me a supplement to the epidural (can’t remember the medical term for it but it is SUPPOSED to kick up your epidural strength). That. Did. Nothing. By 3am, it feels like and please excuse my language somebody is tearing me a new butthole. The pain is all back there and it is like somebody is making you push like you have to do #2 and you can’t stop it. I see how people possibly get hemorrhoids from birth cause it is like you are pushing for dear life but nothing is coming out that way. This is also a sign that labor is VERY NEAR. So I’m laying there trying to endure these contractions and now I start to feel something coming out…yep I started to poop on myself. I am telling the nurses “Yall! I am so embarrassed but my 35 yr old self is laying here pooping…I can feel it but I cant stop it…it’s like it has a mind of its own. I am so sorry.” They laughed and assured me this happens all the time and that they will clean it up no worries. Meanwhile my husband is like “Yeah and it’s starting to smell.” LMAO. They clean me up and then 4am comes and I am 9 WHOLE CMs! The doc comes in and I think oh is it time!! She checks and says “You have a hair piece of cervix left…let’s give it an hour and then we will push.” YALL! A WHOLE HOUR!! At this point contractions are coming in with very little to no breaks in between. I am barely getting any relief or time to gather myself and that epidural has completely LEFT my body! I feel ANY AND EVERYTHING! I am breathing and praying to the Lord while shouting OH LORD everytime the pain becomes unbearable. Nausea starts to set in…I start to feel like the pain is going to make me throw up but I never throw up…5am rolls around and they start getting everything ready for me to push. We are at 10cm and they are putting my legs in the stirrups to get this thang started. The nurse checks my cervix and she is like we need to bring the head down. Right after she said it a contraction came through and I was pushing that child out. She was like “No no dont push!” I said “NO! I am pushing! I cant stop I cant stop pushing! OH LORD! OH LORD!” Then BOOM! Madison Kinsleigh Adams was here! They did another push for the placenta but Madison was here after one push…They put her on me skin to skin before they cleaned her and my husband cut the umbilical cord (he didn’t do it with Mason but he gathered the strength to do it with Madison). The doc was stitching and cleaning down there for another 30 minutes before I could put my legs down.
After giving birth they immediately move you to the Post Partum delivery floor. The nurse came in with a wheel chair and was shocked when I got myself up to get in it. She was like “WHOA WHOA you don’t need help?” I said “Girl that epidural been wore off. I can feel my legs and all. I’m good.”
The end. That is the story. To this day, I clinch up when I feel like I have to do #2 cause I am reminded of just how painful that experience was. I told my mom it’s like I have PTSD or something. I will never forget how that felt. The positive note is that my VBAC was successful! I was able to have a vaginal birth after having a C Section with my first child. No health complications just a LOT of pain and an epidural that did not work when it needed to. I will do a blog on why I chose VBAC vs another C section as well. This experience also solidified for me that I am INDEED done having children. I have experienced both worlds and I have a boy and a girl. God you did great and I thank you…now on to the next chapter of life…
I hope I haven’t scared yall too much but honey this was my truth. I endured. I made it. And you will too. You don’t realize how strong you are until you have no other choice. So be strong mommies to be! You got this!
Great story thank you for sharing. This will help me be there for my future wife and next baby 🙏🏾