Labor was NOTHING like I thought it would be. It was harder and easier in many ways then I imagined. I had an image of all of my bones breaking at one time and terrible, agonizing pain; for me it was no where near any of those things thankfully. However, labor was one of the hardest and most amazing things I have EVER done in my life. Having a baby is the closest to God I have ever been. It is incredible and no words can really describe the feelings and emotions I felt during labor and delivery. Here is my story of how little Allison made her appearance into the world. Enjoy!
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| The last picture of myself pregnant |
On Monday, February 13 I started feeling weak, like I had run a marathon. My legs were really sore and heavy. Since I cannot sit still, I decided to go to work and fight through my new "flu-like" feeling. I had a doctors appointment scheduled for Wednesday, but I knew I needed to see her sooner because I just didn't feel "right". Meanwhile, my mom was in route to Charleston because she was going to come help me in my classroom for the rest of the week since I felt so gross. Thank the LORD for mom's and their love and support!
After work, I called my doctor and she told me to come in. I was 4 cm. dilated and 95% effaced. I still have no idea what that means exactly, but I was beginning to have contractions so I knew I would meet little Allison soon. We scheduled an induction date for Wednesday, but all of the nurses laughed and said we wouldn't make it until that date. Well, they were correct.
At 3:00 AM on Tuesday, February 14, Valentines Day, I woke up with cramps. It wasn't painful or unbearable, just uncomfortable. I got up and went to the bathroom and began walking around because sitting or laying down was NOT comfortable. Jeffrey woke up and began timing my contractions with my mom by my side. They were six and eight minutes apart and I was still able to move and talk. I was stubborn and remembered they had to be five minutes apart so I insisted I was not going anywhere. I ate some crackers and continued walking around with my intense cramps. TMI, but I kept going to the bathroom (number 2). I went five or six times from 3:00AM-4:00AM. Little did I know but it was my body cleansing itself to prepare for birth. The last time I went, I collapsed and began shaking. I slowly picked myself up and came out and told Jeffrey and my mom we needed to go to the hospital.
I have never in my life shaken so much. My body was going into shock. Jeffrey grabbed a few things and we headed for our already hospital ready car. This seems like something from a movie because Jeffrey was running every red light and was racing as fast as he could. Meanwhile, I was shaking so horribly I couldn't even get my seat belt on. Jeffrey swung into the emergency lane at the emergency room and I could hardly walk at this point. Here I am, hair a total mess, makeup down my face, glasses, and wearing Jeffrey's PJ pants and beer shirt. Classic! They sat me in a wheel chair instantly and admitted me around 4:30AM. I was in full force labor. The nurses helped me change into the hospital gown as I was shaking uncontrollably. I felt like I had sea legs or had forgotten how to walk. They carried me to the bed and announced I was 6cm dilated and 100% effaced. We were having this baby!
TO BE CONTINUED...
Ahhh can't wait to read the rest of your story! Mom's are the best and always know just when we need them!!
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