 | I was due Saturday. It was Monday. The doctor said there was not enough fluid for the baby to survive 24 hours. I was 19, two months shy of my 20th birthday. I was scared to death. The day was here that I thought I could stop. My daughter was coming out. This was going to hurt. I had seen the movies. My mom told me about my birth, 28 hours of labor I was breech till the last minute I turned. This was going to have a baby. This going to hurt. As you can tell I was losing my mind. I called everyone. I did not want to sit there all day by myself. My mom, dad, brother, husband, and 3 friends, and my mother in law, stayed in the room all day and was there during the birth. I am not a shy person. The nurse aked me about drugs. I said no. There was no way I was going to let any one put a needle in my back either. Needles don't bother me, but putting it my spine does. I laid there from 10:00am till 5:00pm. That is when my contractions started. They were not that bad. At 9:00 my water broke, I called the nurse and told her I needed a new one. I had a good sense of humor the whole time. At 11:00pm I decided that maybe a needle in my back was not too bad. It was too late I was ready to go. After 20 minutes of pushing, my daughter was here. The doctor had gave me a local shot before he cut me. He sewed me up. I jumped up and said " That was easy, I could do that again!" Afterwards the nurse told me she had never heard that in all of her 10 years. No drugs? you ask, no problem. I was not dopey afterward. I did not have to sit in recovery or anything. I went straight to my room and after they were done with my daughter she was with me. Oh and the pain, what little pain I had was nothing. Just remember this, it is only a short time. After the baby comes you forget the pain. |
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