I It occurs to me the other day that I’ve not blogged about the birth of my son. I know when I was pregnant I spent countless baths reading blogs about birth stories trying to get an idea of what to expect. Here is the journey of how Brayden Tyler came into this world.
38 weeks pregnant:
It was a rainy week and Lyle works outdoors so he had that particular day off work. It was about 8am and i popped up out of bed because it felt like a balloon had popped in my uterus.
Lyle told me my water probably broke so I ran to the bathroom. Tons of liquid came out so I called my mom immediately. She told me to go to the hospital, so we packed up a few bags and headed out the door.
I had contractions all the way to the hospital (about 20 mins away). When we arrived they set me up in a room and Lyle went to check me in. The reality that the baby was actually coming hadn’t set in yet.
At this point my mom and dad were 5 hours away so they quickly left work and we’re on their way to the hospital. I also called my grandma who arrived around 11am.
We got checked and I was dialated to I think a 2. They got me hooked up and the contractions kept coming. By the time my parents were arriving I was full on in labor.
We decided to go for a natural waterbirth. So with no pain medicine I was definitely trying everything to stay comfortable. I think the worst part was not being able to eat or drink anything. I kept throwing it all up. Even sips of sprite wouldn’t stay down.
We continued to labor all through the day and into the evening. Snow stsrted to come down pretty hard. The first snow of the season. It was beautiful.
14 hours into labor:
We were dialated to an 8, so my midwife finally let me get in the birthing tub and try pushing. Hubby got in with me and my midwife explained what would happen and the sensations I would feel. I pushed for about 2 hours in that tub. At this point it was midnight going on 2am.
We tried everything but it just wasn’t working. My midwife said I should get out and try to get some rest. Once I was out and they’d dried me off, she said I needed an epidural. I cried. And cried. And cried. I felt like a failure, that I couldn’t do it.
They assured me that I did so good but it just needed to be this way. I was under too much stress. So, no happily, I got the epidural. And I have to say, after 19 hours with no pain medicine, it was a huge releif.
The epidural came at about 4am. At that point my dad went home to let our dog out and get some rest himself. Everyone else got some rest at the hospital. Including me.
24 hours of labor:
The Dr came in, my midwife was in another town, and explained to us that we could wait for Brayden to come out (which could be another day) or we could opt for a c section. The very last thing I wanted to happpen.
After talking it through with hubby and everyone, we decided a c section was best for me and baby. 24 hours of labor couldn’t have been easy on him either. So we scheduled it for noon that morning.
Around 12:30, they came to get me and Lyle prepped. It was the scariest thing because I’ve never had surgery before and they strapped my arms down.
They let Lyle take the GoPro in so he got the birth I’m film, which is pretty awesome to look back on!
I remember feeling a ton of pressure on my bwlly, then hearing him cry. I got years and said, “Is that him? Is he here?” They plopped him over the curtain and showed me that it was a boy.
Once he was bundled they let me snuggle him for a bit and then Lyle went with him to get weighed and swaddled while they stitched me up.
Once I was all stitched we all went to the room and we were now a family of 3. My life was forever changed and the amazing journey began.
Although, it didn’t go the way we’d planned, Brayden is happy and healthy.
Brayden weighed 7.8 and measured 21.5