MY BIRTH STORY
My little Angel Charlie was born on May 28th, 2012 (Memorial Day Baby) at 7:20 a.m. He came into this word weighing 7 lbs. 5 oz. the moment I held him in my arms my heart felt like it was going to explode! Here is my birth story.
When I become pregnant, I knew right away that I was going to request an epidural for the pain during my labor. I had heard from many different people about how they are so glad they did get the epidural because they were able to enjoy the birth of their child and not be in complete and total discomfort. I of course knew that sometimes the epidural had been known to make tics worse in people who had Tourette's syndrome or Tic disorder, however I knew it was something that I wanted to do. I had read about all the different options as far as natural child birth, and I just didn’t think that I could do it. So I had my heart and my mind set on having the epidural for comfort.
All throughout my pregnancy I had contractions, not all of them were painful; however,in the last 2 months of my pregnancy they began to become more intense and I was so certain that I was going to have him early; however,GOD knew when the time was right.
I had been staying with my mom for a couple of weeks leading up to the birth because I didn’t want to be alone. I remember waking up at around 2:15 in the morning with what felt like a really bad bathroom cramp. I remember telling my mom that I was just going to get up and walk around for a little bit and see if the pain went away. My mom of course thought it was strange that I was up walking the house at 2:15 in the morning, but she didn’t say anything. As I was walking I would look at the clock and it was very infrequent. So I went and laid back down, but the contractions started getting stronger so finally I told my mom that I thought we might need to go to the hospital. Of course I was calm and in no rush while they were getting ready to head to the hospital, I was as calm as they come. I had several people tell me that the first baby usually takes hours and hours before they make their grand entrance. I was thinking okay we still have like 12 hours before this little guy makes his appearance. We arrived at the hospital at around 3:00 and they told me that I was indeed in labor and checked me and said that I was about 2 cm dilated. She told me that it would probably take several more hours before Charlie decided to make his appearance. They got me all prepped in the bed and told me just to try and relax and then when I got a little further along they would come in and give me an epidural.
There was an emergency that came up, so they all had to rush to another delivery and I was left in the room with my family of course. Everyone anticipated that it would be several more hours before the grand entrance. My contractions started getting stronger and stronger and watching the monitor I knew that I wanted to have an epidural to help control the pain. Then the dreaded “I peed myself” came into play. My mom was like"nope your water broke" So she immediately rushed to try and find a nurse, before the nurse could come in I felt like I was going to have to push really hard. The nurse came back in and she said oh my gosh you are 9 CM dilated. I said “where is my epidural?” she said “oh honey, I am so sorry but it is too late for that, you are about to have this baby” with intense panic I had no clue how in the world I was going to handle delivering Charlie without having anything for the pain. I immediately begin to pray, I prayed that GOD would give the strength and the comfort I needed in order to have a safe and healthy delivery. I remember my mom standing over me and saying how sorry she was that I could not have an epidural but how proud of me she was, and how strong I was. Those words and my faith were what got me through.
Dr. Creel came into the room and he said “okay, let’s have this baby”. I told him that I didn’t want to do it, he said that I didn’t have a choice and he told me to focus and just concentrate on pushing as hard as I could. I immediately begin to push, but at that point Charlie decided to show his stubborn side, and he just wasn’t ready to show his face yet. At this point, I was in so much pain, and in my own little world that I don’t remember much more from this point. However, I was told by my family that Charlie’s heart rate dropped significantly and that they were just about to prep for an emergency C-section because they could not get him to come out, and the heart rate would not go up. Eventually the heart rate went up, and they ended up being able to suction him out. However, apparently when he came out he was not crying, it was a silent entrance. I remember my sister telling me it was one of the scariest times in her life. They were rubbing him down with everything they had and then finally there was a huge “cry”. I even heard it, and I immediately said “that’s my baby”. So while my delivery at the end was a blur, I am almost thankful that I didn’t remember the bad part and the scary part. When I came through and realized what was going on I had a beautiful baby boy lying in my arms.
At that moment in time, my world was forever changed. My heart had never been fuller of love then it was at that moment. To know that I had created such a beautiful and sweet little boy and been able to bring him into this world naturally was the greatest feeling in the world. My greatest accomplishment was on this day, because that is the day that I became a mommy.
