In honor of Jude’s birth week, I did my best to recall our pregnancy and his entrance into this world.
After Jared downloaded a contraction-timing app, he told me my contractions were three, YES THREE, minutes apart! Jared, not wanting to deliver this baby in our bathroom, wanted to go to the hospital immediately. I, however, thought it was necessary to take a shower, finally pack my hospital bag, and do my makeup.
When arriving at the hospital, we were escorted to the labor and delivery floor. Once there, we were put in a holding room while the family medicine resident ran some tests. Although I am happy he didn’t just “wing it”, I was a little uneasy when he kept asking the nurse what to do next. It turns out my water did break, so I was then placed in a beautiful labor and delivery room. Recalling what I had read online, I put on my running shoes and walked laps around the unit so the labor wouldn’t stall…all while Jared napped.
When our primary doctor showed up at 8 a.m, we had already been in the hospital for 7 hours. I overheard him say to the nurse that he would be back at lunchtime to deliver the baby. After realizing I had at least four (freaking) more hours of laboring, I asked for an epidural.
I always believed that once you get an epidural, you are pain free. Apparently, that only is true if the epidural works. To make matters worse, Crazy Karla (named changed for privacy) walked in.
We had great nurses whom we meshed well with during the first 10 hours of being in the hospital. Our situation quickly changed when our nurse had to leave for training. Our replacement was Crazy Karla. I would like to say that Karla was also a GREAT nurse. She did a wonderful job and we were lucky to have her. However, there is a reason why we would call her Crazy Karla. She was OBSESSED with pillows and turning me different ways so that labor wouldn’t stall. This lady LOVED pillows. Even a year later, when a pillow is missing in our house, we blame Crazy Karla.
Every 45 minutes, she would want to adjust the 10 pillows she added to the bed. By this time, I was in a LOT of pain and I had to start negotiating with her. “Karla. I am not turning until you get that nurse anesthetist back in here to fix this epidural.” After threatening her pillows, the nurse anesthetist came back in and gave me a bolus, which unfortunately was not successful. You may ask how I knew my epidural didn’t work. Well, I believe that if you can walk around your room with the epidural needle in your back, then you know it isn’t doing its job. It was at that time that I realized that I would be delivering this baby the natural way. Shit.
1. I had a wonderful experience giving birth at Altru Health System. All of the staff members, including Crazy Karla, were exceptional! We are blessed to have such an amazing hospital in our community.
2. If you get an epidural, it is not safe to walk around your room when the nurse steps out. I am a rule breaker by nature.