Paula's Birth Story

Paula's Birth Story, pg. 2

By 12:30 the next afternoon, the contractions were most definitely worse, so we headed back to the hospital. At that point, I was 3 centimeters dilated. But since there were no beds available yet, I was instructed to walk around for an hour or so while I waited. Walk around for an hour?! I'd be lucky if I could walk to the delivery room down the hall! After several protests, the nurses on duty miraculously found me a room.

By 3 p.m., I got what I had been craving since Friday night -- an epidural! I was also given Pitocin to bring on heavier contractions. Over the next 12 hours, I had a lot of trouble with the epidural. First it was fine. Then it was too strong. One time I was so numb that my leg fell off the table and I didn't even know it! Back and forth this went. The two anesthesiologists were so busy that when I'd call to tell them that the medicine was starting to wear off, I'd end up feeling all of the contractions before they arrived to adjust the painkiller. At one point, Peter almost came to blows with one of them. While I was happy to have his support, I also knew that the last person in the world he should be in a fight with is the anesthesiologist during my labor!

Just when things were starting to hum along, I suddenly developed a high fever. Worried for the baby's safety and mine, the doctor decided to perform an emergency C-section. Twenty-eight hours after my labor began, my beautiful son Ethan Alexander was born. It had all been worth it.

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