I feel a little scared and self conscious to post this video, but hey, after childbirth a woman can face anything, right?
This is part two of my childbirth story.
In case you can’t see the video, here’s the gist…
After part one, I labored for another half hour as the nurse filled the birthing tub. Right as I hit the tub, I got the urge to push. My midwife checked me and said she could feel the baby’s head. So I went for it. I was on all fours and pushing my guts out. I had intense 4-push contractions and everyone thought this baby would be out in less than an hour.
But the baby had other plans. He didn’t come in an hour of hard pushing, or even two hours. Then my contractions started to slow and weaken. Eventually, I got out of the tub.
I was wiped out and my uterus was beyond exhausted. By 9 p.m. I was delirious with fatigue and dread. I honestly didn’t know how I could get the strength to move forward and push the baby out. I asked if I could go to sleep and deliver in the morning. Ha! It didn’t help that I hadn’t eaten in 12 hours and I couldn’t imagine trying.
It was clear that we needed to kick start my contractions again. With regret, I agreed to two drops of pitocin. Sure enough, once the drops were in me I was squatting on a stool beside the bed with strong contractions again.
I pushed like no one’s business. After the first couple cycles, Mike and the midwife saw the baby’s head crowning! After a couple more push cycles, the midwife caught my baby and pressed him to my naked chest. Praise the Lord!
Click for Part 3: Reflections.