I'm playing along with Rocks In My Dryer today with a little labor meme.
How long were your labors?
Daughter #1, 20 hours.
Daughter #2, 2.5 days
Daughter #2 started labor on July 4 and did not decide to come out until July 6. The pains kept coming close, spacing out. I was SO tired by the time she came I was just like, evict her NOW! She's still slow
How did you know you were in labor?
Daughter #1, excruciating pain radiating to my back. I wanted to die.
Daughter #2, excruciating pain, radiating to my back. The pains would come close but not close enough to go to hospital, stay that way for 4-5 hours and then space out. I wanted to die.
Where did you deliver?
Two different teaching hospitals in Chicago.
Well now, here is the rub. With Daughter#1 I wanted drugs becaue I was in so much pain. The nurse said, "Okay, as soon as we break your water." My water hadn't broken and the pains were already off the chart on that monitor thing they hook you up to. It was kind of odd that I was only 4 cm. So they broke my water and I asked for my drugs. BUT... I suddenly felt the urge to push. The nurse came back and said "Oh mommy, we cannot have drugs now because you are now 9 cm and we need to deliver the baby now. " My response? "Who the heck is WE? I want the drugs, NOW!" But no, I could not get them. I was not happy. I tried to jump off the table to choke the drugs out of the nurse but hubby would not let me. I blame the pain for said behavior.
With Daughter #2 I was very tired. I mean really, 2.5 days of dealing wtih labor pains? I wanted drugs. I needed drugs. My precious husband, who was trying to be encouraging, said, "You are strong. You can do this without drugs, just like with daughter #1. " Ummm, that was *not* the right answer. I looked at the doctor and said "I'm tired and in pain. Get me that epidural, NOW!" I meant that in the nicest way :) And I blame the pain for said behavior.
Both by doctors.
Daughter #1 was delivered by a woman OBGYN.
Daughter #2 was delivered by a male OBGYN that I inherited when his female partner left the practice. I was too far along to go looking for a new practice. He did a good job. He didn't mind when I called him on July 6 and said, "I want her out now. If she's not here in 2 hours, I am coming to your house. I know where you live." I meant that in the nicest way :) I blame the pain for said behavior.
Come play along. Stop by Rocks In My Dryer, leave a comment with a link to your meme post.
Happy Labor Day!