Birth Story:
During the night December 9th I had trouble sleeping because of painful contractions, but I woke up December 10th feeling great and it didn't hurt to walk for the first time in 2 months. Since the nurse practitioner said my cervix wasnt really doing anything at my Wednesday appointment I thought it would be a safe time to go off bed rest and finally clean my room and bathroom and deep clean my shower. It felt amazing and so did I. I even stopped myself from doing everything I wanted and made myself rest. Until about 9:45pm where I just felt off and said to Sean, "I think I overdid it." At 10:45 I had a sharp constant pain that made it difficult to think or breathe. I called Sean and told him the pain was more than I could handle. He suggested a bath. I got in the bath and it helped a little, but then the pain started to become clear contractions that were ridiculously strong and close. At first I listened to songs through them, then I yelled to Sienna. I pled with Sienna to hold my hand through them, which helped alot. During this point I expelled mucous and blood. It looked gross. I tried to be out of the tub but the pain was too intense as contractions were right on top of each other. Sean came up at some point and I asked if he would pray with me, because I thought I needed to go to the hospital but I couldn't think. He did and also gave me a blessing. Eventually I was able to make my way out of the tub and onto the toilet because I felt an overwhelming need to poop. I did but the need didn't disappear. It was so painful I didn't think I could get dressed but Sean finished packing and then helped me. I made to the front door and said, "Sean, I dont think I am going to make it." He said, "That's why we have to go, now." Somehow I made it to the car and we began the drive. Holding Sean's hand was so wonderful and it was a nice clear night. It was so intense and it was difficult not tensing up. Sean reminded me I was pro at this and had done it multiple times before. My water broke and Sean said, "We are nine minutes away." I said, "Good, Because my water just broke." There was moment where I was able to take a deep breath and this burning sensation. Then I felt the most intense pain that I arched my whole body and then I felt her head in my pants. The next contraction I felt myself start to rip and conciously decided to stop (not wanting repeat of ripping my urethra like I did with Bridget) I yelled, "She is coming, pull over." Sean asked, "What do you mean she is coming?" I thought I told him her head was out, but apparently all I said was pull over. The dialogue and everything else gets a little fuzzy her for me, but Sean called 911. I remember her coming out and Sean placing her on my chest. She was completely limp, not moving and not breathing. I just remember repeating, "my baby's not breathing"over and over. Sean placed his hands on her head, spoke her name and gave her a priesthood blessing. I can't recall the words. He then began gentle chest compressions and she began to wheeze. The ambulence showed up and gave us both oxygen. Then I had to walk to the stretcher with my pants at my feet. They strapped me in and gave me a baby. The ambulance drive was bumpy and painful. The contractions were awful and I begged for the straps to be undone, which helped a little. We rode the elevator up. I started crying and told the nurses I wanted to go home. I was terrified the placenta would be stuck forever. We got to the room and they took the baby and moved me to the bed. I immediately turned on my side and delivered the placenta. Which felt amazing. I felt so much better after that. My clitoris had ripped again, but I wasnt bleeding bad so they were able to wait till it was numb to stitch. Sean wasn't there yet. So I yelled, "I need someone to hold my hand for the stitches." A nurse quickly obliged. Unlike last time when I felt every stitch, I only felt the final stitch. Sean showed up after that and everything was great. They took my blood and I didnt even really care. My doctor showed up and gave me the covid test which wasn't a big deal. Then they gave me ibprofen and after it kicked in a had a nice shower. I loved that I didn't have to have an IV and I didn't have to have help going to the bathroom at all. I really was able to walk right after and it hurt less than it did before I gave birth.
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