My Son’s Incredible Birth Story
Well, my midwife was right when she predicted I’d have my baby between 35 and 36 weeks. Days after going into false labor on Christmas, I woke in the middle of the night feeling strong contractions about 5 minutes apart. They got closer and closer very quickly. We loaded our two-year-old daughter into the car and sped to the hospital. Went through ER at the advice of my midwife, and checked in quickly. I was 36 weeks on the dot and had just seen my midwife the day before. At that checkup I was told he was head down and ready but could possibly still make it to term.
Got to the room. Contractions were close. My husband left our daughter and I alone in the room so he could go move the car from the 20 minute parking at the drop off area. Doctor came in with the midwife who said I was fully dilated. I felt like my water would break any second. A nurse took my daughter into the hall. And as they examined my belly determined my son had flipped and was now sideways with his umbilical cord ready to drop first.
This was probably going to kill my son as soon as my water broke and a contraction would pinch the cord.
The doc told me I had to get a c-section right away.
Joe came in just then and was told he couldn’t be present because I’d have to be put under as there was no time to prep.
I relaxed as best as I could so I wouldn’t break my water. 6 nurses or so hovered around me taping things to me and gassing me. I took a few breaths…
I woke with Joe at my side telling me how beautiful the baby is and how much hair he has. I couldn’t see him. He was in the nursery. It was hours before I saw him.
During that time his blood sugar had crashed dangerously low and they had to give him formula. His body temperature kept diving as well.
Things were frightening.
But my son pulled through. Yesterday we came home. He’s been nursing regularly already and is very healthy. I’m also recovering very well.
And instead of a resolution I am just thanking God for my blessings.