Note: In case, you need to get caught up, please refer to part 1 and part 2 of my labor story.
So the moment finally came when we were heading to the hospital, but the contractions were so intense I couldn’t sit down in the car. My husband suggested that I should lay down in the back seat, but that sounded awful to me. I decided to wait out this one intense contraction and get in the car with the hopes that I could make it to the hospital without many more contractions. Luckily, we live very close to the hospital in town.
However, the ride to the hospital was tortuous. I held onto the handle bar on the top of the car as intense contractions came over me, without much break in between. In the 6 minute car ride it seemed as if I had nonstop contractions. I texted my doula to meet us at the hospital. I couldn’t even talk to call the midwife the pains were so intense. These contractions were nothing like the light contractions I felt on the way to the hospital with my first baby. I thought to myself- there is no way I can endure hours of this!
When we got the hospital parking garage, we parked, and I flew out of the car while my husband carefully turned off the vehicle. I got to the front desk of the childbirth unit and told them I was in a lot of pain. Then I told her I felt like I had to push. She asked me if I wanted to walk or go in a wheelchair to the triage, and I said- neither! I was having a bad contraction, so I told them to wait until my contraction was over. After it finished, I got in the wheelchair, and went to triage.
The moment I got in there, my water broke drastically. I got on the bed, and they said- You are crowning. One more contraction and the baby will be born. At this point, I freaked out. I didn’t have my doula or midwife, and the biggest concern- there would be no time for my epidural. The thought of a natural birth terrified me. I panicked, and finally the resident doctor asked me what the baby’s name will be. I told him. Then, he said *** will be born very soon [I like to keep kids names private in my blogging]. Then, a moment later, with one push, my little bundle of joy- all 7 lbs 15 oz- was in my arms. Soon after the doula and midwife arrived in triage.
This birth experience was fast and intense and quite different from a long labor. It was intense and challenging in a different way than the 16 hour labor with my first baby. Long labor was exhausting, but precipitous labor was like going down a tall, steep roller-coaster drop off- very intense! Mentally I was not prepared for it. And of course, like they always say, it was very different from I hoped for on my birth plan. I NEVER thought I would give birth naturally. But then again, I never imagined I would be among the women with crazy fast labors.