DD was our little "suprise". I was still in college when I got pregnant. I was working in a group home, working swing shifts, only getting like 5 hours off between shifts, working 60 hrs or so a week. My boss HATED me and would not change my schedule. So I had to offically give up my full time spot and go part time because at 28 weeks I started going into labor. I was on this awful medicine that made me shake like crazy, I could not focus or anything. I only took the medicine when I could not make the contractions stop. As soon as I hit 37 weeks I flushed all of that horrible medicine down the toillet. I don't even remember how many times I ahd to go to the ER to stop labor. My due date was Christmas Eve. On the 16th I started having contractions. They weren't strong, but htey hurt (it was back labor). My sister was visiting and I went about things like normal and didn't mention the contractions to anyone. I really didn't htink it was labor because I had been doing it soo much. They stayed 10 min apart for 22 hours then stopped. My sister left on the 17th around 10 pm. I was supposed to have an appt with my midwife that day, but someone else went into labor and she had to cancel. So at 11pm on the 17th I went to bed, frustrated that the contractions had stopped again. I woke up at exactly 1am with a contraction so hard I sat straight up in bed. I laid in bed and timed them for about an hour before I woke up dh. I was still having pure back labor and I was miserable. Dh and I timed them for about 2 more hours and when they got 4 min decied to call the midwife. I talked with her on the phone for over 40 min and during this tiem I started vomitting and getting the runs. she said she would meet me at the birthing center at 6am (she lived about an hour away). So in between vomitting I took a shower and got our things together and called my parents. When I got to the midwive's office I was still vommitting and had really bad diarrhea (one of the perks of labor no one tells you about!). I was in the bathroom every time I had a contraction. By the time I got settled and cleaned up it was after 7am. She checked me and I was 7cm! We had no idea I was that close. The contractions were still about 4 min apart. And I was still havign back labor. I was laying in bed being miserable while the midwife was filling up the tub. But something was wrong with teh tub and dh got it fixed. I got in the tub a little after 8am. But when then tub was messing up they drained the hot water heater trying to fill it up. So the birthing assisant was boiling water and pouring it in the tub with me to try to get it up to 100 degrees before the baby was born. My MIL showed up with my bestfriend (my parents lived 5 hrs away and were on their way). The midwife decided that since I had been so sick I needed to eat and sent my MIL to the store for yogurt. As soon as she left I felt the urge to push. Dh called her and told her to come back ASAP. So here I am, having back labor, butt naked in a giant bathtub curled up in ball. being in ball on my side was the only positon I could stand to be in at the time. So when I wasn't pushing or having contractions, I was curled up. There was a shift change with midwives, so I had two midwives, a birthing assistant, Dh, MIL, my firned and an intern in the room. DD finally decided to turn right side up right before I started pushing. In between contractions and pushing my MIL is force feeding me bites of yogurt and trying to get me to drink gatorade. Looking back now I think it's pretty funny, but at the time I was not amused at all. None of us know for sure exactly how long I pushed for, but we figured it was about an hour and half. Sometime between 9:30 and 10:00 dd was born. My parents showed up about 15 min after she was born. I got to sit in the tub and hold dd for about 20 min after she was born while we waited for the placenta to deliver. Then they gave her to dh and weighed her and all that while I got cleaned up and had a few stitches. I spent the first three hours of her life just laying in a bed with her naked little butt on my chest. It was wonderful. It went home around 1 that afternoon. My birth was not perfect, and it did not turn extacly how I wanted it (I didn't want anyone but the midwife in the room, but at the time it was happening I just didn't care). But I could not have asked for anything better!Answer Question
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Both my labours were uneventful. I was in labour 8 hours the first time and 4.5 hours the second time. Both my girls were born in England.
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