So for the next 4 hours I labored quietly and calmly, using my birth ball, sleeping here and there and sitting in the rocking chair in the room to keep myself focused during contractions. All and all though the contractions to me were just very uncomfortable and Steve�s family who dropped in throughout the day to check in on me were all very surprised that I was so chatty, calm and talkative even when they noticed that I had just had a very large contraction on the monitor.
At 8:15 pm my OB came back, checked me and I was still at 4cm and about 80% effaced. So my OB broke my water and left saying he would be running home for dinner and be back in about an hour or as soon as the nurses called him and said that he needed to get back there ASAP. Within 10 minutes of my OB breaking my water, my contractions hit me with a force that caught me TOTALLY off guard. Steve tried to get me to listen to my hypno birthing tapes to get myself refocused because the contractions became unbearable to deal with suddenly, but I didn�t want to think about listening to the tapes, I just wanted to do whatever it took to get through each contraction at the point even if that meant grunting and groaning through the contractions. The contractions started to come one on top of the other and lasted anywhere from 1-3 minutes long each. I started to beg for them to cut the pitocin off because I knew that was what was making it so difficult for me to deal with the contractions was the use of the devil of a drug pitocin
My mom showed up, as did Steve�s family and Steve they all really tried to get me to focus and relax through contractions, but I lost all focus at this point. They all kept turns trying to help me relax~ rubbing my back, talking to me etc., but I wasn�t tuned into any of them in the room after awhile, I didn�t even know or care who was in the room I was that distracted by the discomfort I was feeling�
The nurse kept coming through offering pain drugs through my IV and I kept turning her away amazingly despite how much discomfort I was in. I went from 4 cm-6cm in less than an hour.
At about 10:45, I felt like I wanted to push and was checked again and found to be 7cm almost 8 cm dilated. My OB was already on his way back and by the time he got there at 11:20 pm, I was moaning loudly and crying (literally) that I was tired and that I wanted to go home, you could definitely could tell I was in transition that�s for sure�I was told to breath through the urge to push, which I found to be the hardest thing to do
At 11:30 ish my OB told me I could start pushing�My OB encouraged me to do controlled paced pushing, so that my perineum could have time to stretch. Steve reminded me that I wanted to use the squat bar during delivery, but I told him forget it, I just wanted to get this over with as fast as possible.
At 11:42 pm Seth entered the world. My OB places him on my chest and he is just so beautiful. Perfectly pink, no crying, no thrashing, he just laid on my chest peacefully. I broke down and cried saying my baby, oh my baby. He was just so beautiful. His apgars were 9/9 and he weighed in at 7 pounds, 14 oz, 19 inches long. I had no tears and didn�t need an episiotomy either.