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Posted by: Sophie   |   11/6/2012   |   onAlabama

Hunters Birth Story

 
Hunter's Birth Story

   

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My husband was in the Marine Corps around the time my son was born, he went to work the same as he did everyday. As it got close to my due date, my mom, dad, and sister came to stay with me just in case. My due date was April 8th, and by the 12th I was so huge and uncomfortable that my midwife stripped my membranes. I started having pressure right there in the office, and some cramping. About 30 minutes later my mom and I got back to my apartment. I started getting what I thought were terrible cramps and decided to take a warm bath. They didn't let up and my mom timed them...I was having contractions, 3 minutes apart! My parents called my husband and he drove home, he was panicked but my mom kept him calm and my sister teased him lol. We grabbed our bags and were ready to go. My husband drove around 80 the whole way to the hospital, he was so nervous, panicked, and scared that I was in so much pain. We got to the hospital and I was checked in, brought to the room, and told I was only 3 cm but they would keep me because my contractions were 3 minutes apart. This all happened at around 3pm and at 1am I felt the motherly instinct to start pushing. I pushed for half an hour and the midwife and nurses knew there was a problem. My sons heart rate started dropping and they had to get him out soon. I'm small now, I weighed around 90 prepregnancy, 140 pregnant. My son was stuck, it was terrifying to know we were in danger. I had to wait AN HOUR, an hour for an actual doctor to get there because the midwife wasn't certified to use the vacuum to get him out fast, that whole hour I pushed more. I pushed until I thought I was going to vomit, I had an oxygen mask on my face, I was scared for my son, and I looked over at my mom and told her that I just couldn't do it, crying.. I was just too exhausted and pushed to my limits. A doctor finally got there and within minutes he was out but he wasn't breathing, his heartrate had dropped because his cord was wrapped around his neck. The nurses acted fast and saved my son, I heard him cry that shrill high pitched baby cry, I've never been so happy to hear a sound like that, all I could do was cry when I finally got to hold him. I thank God every day for my baby, he is gorgeous. He had jaundice for about a week and was under lights for a few days, he also had a pretty nasty bruise on the back of his head for awhile but he is now a happy and healthy 18 month old, he has no lasting complications from his birth, which I am so happy for.
Thank you for reading my birth story