Not all births work out as expected. We can plan and hope and dream about how things will happen, and sometimes they happen that way. Sometimes they don’t. Read Erin’s story to learn what it was like for her to face some obstacles and difficult decisions en route to meeting her son.
Let me start by saying this is a long story, and is full of detail and photos, of course. Parts of it were hard to write and it took me days to get to without losing my shit. When I was pregnant I enjoyed reading other women’s birth stories and always wondered how mine would pan out. Well, this is how it all happened:
This is the story of how Maxwell Curtis Campbell made his way into the world.
Monday March 28th, 5 days after my due date, I went into actual real labor. Around 5:30 I went to the bathroom and had what is known as the bloody show, which signals that labor is coming. No more than an hour after that the contractions I had been feeling became more regular and more intense. Nothing too painful, but definitely different than anything I had felt before. I had downloaded a contraction counting app on my iPod and used that to time them. Rob had gone to a meeting and was on call in case things went quickly. He got home around 9 and the contractions were still regular, not too painful but getting there. Around 10:00 we called labor and delivery to see when exactly to go in. I fit the old 511 rule of thumb, contractions every 5 minutes lasting a minute for an hour, but wasn’t sure if I should go in. The nurse said to come in and get checked. We packed our things into the car, because after all this could be it. We said goodbye to the dogs, I cried. The ride there was pretty quick and we were both feeling anxious and excited. When we got there they checked my cervix and did a speculum pelvic exam because I thought maybe my bag a water was possibly leaking. I was still only 1cm dilated, the same as last week’s appointment, and my water had not broken. They performed a non stress test and the baby looked good. They sent me home to labor some more.
To read the rest, head on over to her blog:
Thank you Erin for sharing your story.