This post brought to you by the letter “M”
Posted May 16, 2009on:
This morning I woke up at 4:45 to bright red blood (it was a small amount). So we trucked off to the hospital where they proclaimed me and the baby healthy; by then the blood had switched to a brownish colour. It was determined to be my mucous plug leaving.
Added bonus: I was having mild contractions. Go baby!
I spent the morning eating two breakfasts and surfing the web. At about 1:30 I went to have a shower.
Around 2 the contractions started getting closer together and I was having a lot of back pain. By 7:30 the contractions were cascading together with not much (if any) break between them. So we trucked off to the hospital again.
I was checked and proclaimed not ready to give birth. NOT DILATED AT ALL AS A MATTER OF FACT.
Because those contractions? ALL in my back.
When they told me I was not dilated at all, I burst into tears because those contractions are fucking painful (and I was having one). Darren applied counterpressure, but had to use most of his strength. After the first one at the hospital, he noticed that my back muscles weren’t relaxing in between contractions – which would explain why it felt they were cascading into one another.
There were two thing that scared me about labour: epistomy (especially after reading about the Frankenvulva) and back labour.
I am 1 for 2. I thought I might be an excellent candidate to have the joyful experience that is back labour, because I don’t really get menstrual cramps. I get back pain. Go me.
They gave me a shot of morphine and gravol to take the edge off and gave me the option to stay at the hospital or go home. Since we’re only 5 or 7 minutes away from the hospital, we went home. I can still feel the contractions but really? I don’t care.
I am going to bed now.
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