This was the last day I was pregnant. A few hours after this I would go for a run and then a few hours after that I'd be heading to the hospital. As promised, here's a recap of how my labor and delivery went. I went into labor on Tuesday, but to get a full view of the story we have to go back to Saturday. My hubby and I enjoyed a date night together that included a trail run. Well, I must have over did it a bit, because that evening I went into false labor. I started having contractions 2 minutes apart. Since my water broke when I had Micah, I knew when to go to the hospital. This time I wasn't so sure. I knew if you had contractions every 5 minutes or less you should go in. So, when I timed mine and they were 2-3 minutes apart for over an hour I decided to get to the hospital (which is only 9 blocks away so I wasn't in a huge rush). I got there and got checked in. They monitored me and since I wasn't 39 weeks yet or had my water broken, all they could do is monitor and try to slow the contractions down. It took until about 4 in the morning, but we got them under control and I went home. Life went on as normal for the next couple days. I rested on Sunday and did an easy, slow stroller run on Monday. I went to my doctors appointment on Tuesday and was still dilated around 3.5. I felt fine and hadn't had anymore contractions. So, as normal, I went for a run Tuesday evening before we had our church small group.
On our way to group, I started feeling contractions again. I timed them and they were 5-6 minutes apart. Since my water still hadn't broke, I just figured it was false labor again and I would keep monitoring them and try to relax. All through group they continued. When we got home I got in the tub in an attempt to slow the contractions down. It didn't work and around 9:30 PM I was having such painful contractions less than 2 minutes apart. We called grandma to stay with bubba and back to the hospital I went. When I had Micah I got my epidural pretty fast, so I never experienced the intense pain of the contractions I was having with Malachi. My respect for drug free birth mommas has sky rocketed since this experience!!! As I was getting checked in and waiting for some drugs, I was in a panic. I had never felt this much pain before and had no clue how to manage it. The contractions were one right after another. Thank goodness for one of the nurses who must have seen the terror in my eyes. She looked directly at me and firmly told me to breathe, take deep breathes, and encouraged me through the contractions. She was my gift from God in that moment. She stood next to me and let me squeeze her hand until it was FINALLY time for my epidural. I recieved my epidural around 10:45 PM and was dilated to a 5. Around 1:00 AM I felt like baby was really low. My nurse checked and I was at a 10 and it was time to call the doctor. My water still hadn't broken, so my doctor broke it around 1:15 AM. I pushed through 3 contractions and baby was born at 1:38 AM Wednsday morning. I might get some slack for this comment, but the pushing really felt effortless. When it was done I looked at my husband and said, "I don't think it's suppose to be that easy!" My recovery so far has been smooth and I can't wait to start running again (don't worry I'm not yet, and am going to give my body some time off). I've got about 10 pounds to lose and am just so happy and blessed that baby is healthy and perfect. Thank you to everyone who has been on this journey with me. Your support and encouragement helped kept me motivated to stay active. Now time to feed and snuggle the baby.
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Abby
4/22/2016 07:16:31 pm
Congrats!! Thanks for sharing your story!! You've definitely encouraged me to keep running through my pregnancy!
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4/23/2016 03:33:00 pm
Awn... This is sublime... Tears in my eyes while reading your story. Thank you for sharing! <3
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