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I was 17 when I got pregnant with my daughter Jayde. I was due on April 7th, 2005. It was the easiest pregnancy ever! I never got morning sickness, no complications, no stretch marks=], NOTHING! I started going to my weekly appointments at 35 weeks. At 35 weeks I was 2 cm. Then I stayed at 2cm for 3 weeks. Then on Wednesday March 23 I was 38 weeks and 3 cm and 90% effaced. The Dr. said I would probably go into labor in the next few days!

Well! My fiancée was out of state on business. He wasn't due back for another week! I told him what the Dr. said and he said he would try his hardest to get back but didn't think he would. Well he called me the next day and said he will be coming back on Friday at 9pm but had to leave again Sunday if nothing happened. So all day Friday I walked and walked and walked until he got here. I was determined to have the baby before he had to leave again. Well Sat. morning I woke up at 6:30am because I was having a dream that I was on my period and leaking. Well, it was actually my water leaking. So I rolled from my side to my back and GUSH! It all just flooded my bed. I stood up out of bed and it was still coming. So I woke my fiancée up and told him and he jumped up and grabbed my things and we headed out. I didn't feel anything all the way to the hospital. Then we get to the parking garage and I see that the one doctor (I have 4) I did not want to deliver me was the one on call! I was angry.

We got there, and they put me into triage and checked to make sure it was really amniotic fluid. Well I was then 4cm and they used a strip to test if it was my water and the nurse said, "No it wasn't. You probably just wet yourself!" I said, "No this was not pee, check again!" So then she used this spoon thing and that confirmed it WAS amniotic fluid! So then they have me walk to my room, still no pain.

Then as soon as I lay down on the bed the contractions came on full force. It was 7am by now. And I never had a break in between contractions. And the nurses didn't realize how fast I was progressing because the monitors were not placed correctly. So I was asking for an epidural. So at 8am, when the Dr. came they made my fiancée get out for the epidural. They told me to sit up so they could give it to me, but I could barely sit up, I was practically crippled from the contractions. But once I sat up I felt like I was sitting on a ball. So I told the nurse "I think she's coming". Then right after I said that my body just started pushing all on its own. I wasn't even trying. And I was making these horrid grunting noises, which made my fiancée, come running in. The epidural Dr. said its too late, and no epidural for me! So they had me lay back so they can check me. And the nurse is all "Oh my god the head is right here!". All the nurses scrambled to find the Dr. to deliver. Then he comes running in with a plate of pancakes (he was just starting to eat breakfast). He sits down and gives me an episiotomy and 2 big pushes and she was out. 1 minute later placenta was out.

I delivered Jayde Marie at 8:12am on March 26, 2005. 6lbs. 13oz and 20 in long. She was pretty much perfect except she had a little case of Jaundice. Oh and I had prayed and prayed for a baby with tons of hair and a cute little round head, guess what, that's exactly what I got!

So I had the perfect pregnancy and delivery. 1hr and 45 min labor from start to finish and NO EPIDURAL!

Well I am currently trying for my 2nd child, and my Dr. said that my fiancée needs to take a class on emergency deliveries because more than likely I will not make it to the hospital with as fast as I went the first time!


Jessica

emma grace

When I got pregnant, me and my husband were both a little scared. I was only 21 and he 24. I worried throughout my entire pregnancy, thinking I had every disease and complication in the book. Needless to say, everything went smoothly. The only mar was that my baby girl did not want to come. At 40 weeks I begged the doctors to induce me. At 41 weeks they finally relented and I arrived at the hospital on a cold Thursday afternoon.

At 6:30 that night I was given cervidel to soften my cervix. It worked a little too well and actually started contractions, so they took me off that. At 6:30 Friday morning I was given my first dose of poticin and thirty minutes later I was given an epidural. At 9:00 I was 2 cm and my water was broken. I was feeling good with no pain. At noon I was 3.5 cm. At 3 I was 8 cm and was starting to feel sort of weird. 4:30 I was 10 cm and the nurses said I could begin to push. Then another nurse rushed in saying I had a temperature of 102. I was put on antibiotics for an hour. The contractions were really rough by then. They were coming back to back with no relief. I also had a tremendous urge to push, but they wouldn't let me.

Finally the doc arrived and I began pushing. That's when they realized that she was sideways and refused to budge. The doctor first used the vacuum, but it kept sliding off her head. She finally had to use the forceps. It didn't hurt me, but I could hear my mom freaking out behind me. Emma finally emerged after an hour and a half of pushing at a whooping 8 lbs 4 oz. A week before they had said she was 6 lbs!! I had to be cut and I also had a 2 degree tear, but it was all worth it to see my chubby little girl!


Mandy

My Girl (a long story)

January 2006, time for my Birthday. This was my 21st birthday & I had been looking forward to this day for as long as I had remembered. My boyfriend and I went to eat with another couple instead of going out with my parents like we had planned. My boyfriend, Wes, had said that our friends really wanted to take me out so I went home showered and met everyone at Wes' house.

We left and went to the restaurant where we laughed and had a great time stuffing ourselves. I was so stuffed and ready to go home when Wes' cousin (our waitress) came to me asking me what type of dessert I wanted. I really was not hungry but everyone insisted that I get something. "It's your birthday" they all said. So I gave in and got a chocolate cake.

When our waitress brought out the cake I started to laugh hysterically...I saw this bright shining thing sitting in the strawberry on my cake. That is when Wes got down on his knees and proceeded to ask me what I was doing for the rest of my life and would I spend it with him. Of course I said yes. I began planning my dream wedding the very next day, after I showed of my beautiful ring and my romantic story.

Fast forward one month, I had my wedding almost planned out perfectly I was so wrapped up in that fairy tale that I had not noticed that I missed my period for February. When March 2 rolled around I began to get worried. I dug out a pregnancy test that we had from a previous scare and called Wes. I asked Wes if he wanted me to go ahead and take the test or wait until he stopped by my house after work. He said to go ahead and take it and then we hung up. I sat there reading the box over and over so I would not make a mistake; I mean I had only done this once before. So it was time I could not put it off any more. I did my thing and then the test made a plus sign almost immediately. Oh I was pregnant.

I started to cry and I proceeded to called Wes. When he answered, I could not get any words out, he kept saying hello, hello, and hello, and finally I was able to at least get a cry out. Then I just began to cry uncontrollably and Wes' asked "Randi, are you pregnant?" All I could do was cry and Wes' began to laugh, he was so excited. We went to the doctor and they confirmed it: yes, I was pregnant and 6 weeks at that (I got pregnant on my birthday). Our due date was November 7, 2006.

Time went by and I began to accept that I was pregnant. We moved our wedding up from October to April and it was just as beautiful as I had planned. Until about May I had all day sickness where I just could not hold anything down. In July we went to the doctor and found out we were having a little girl. The first thing Wes said to me was "Oh she's going to date!!!!" That was the cutest thing ever. Everything was going great. When September rolled around I over analyzed every feeling in my stomach and every ache I had thinking I was going into labor. Remember this was my first baby and I had no clue what contractions were like. Now I know that they are nothing like any of the books said...but I definitely knew when they were real.

Since September I had my bags packed and in the car along with the car seat and stroller. On Wednesday October 25th I went to the doctor and he striped my membranes to get labor started. He predicted that I would have this baby within a week. I took my maternity leave that day and sat around the house just waiting. My husband had people dropping by to check on me and he called every hour. My dad called every evening if not also during his lunch, to check on us. I lost my mucus plug a day or so after my doctor's appointment. I just knew that it was time. But no baby.

That weekend my mother, brother, his girlfriend and I all went the new mall by my house and did some walking in hopes of me going into labor. But nothing. In fact, I kept up with everyone despite my 40 extra lbs. We had a great day but nothing. I was disappointed on Halloween when I woke up and nothing. Wes' and I proceeded to get dressed and go run errands. We planned on spending the day together because it was not often we were off work the same hours. We went to the mall and looked at some Christmas things and had lunch and proceed to head to the doctor for my weekly check up.

When we got there the doctor checked me and said that I was 2cm & 60% effaced. She asked if I wanted to schedule an induction since the baby was big. I screamed YES YES YES...I was at first against it because I wanted to experience going into labor and I was afraid of the stories I had heard of labors being more intense when they are induced. But I was so ready to meet my baby and not be pregnant any more and also to have my mother go back home (ha-ha). My mother came down 2 days after my last appointment so she would be with us for the birth. She lives 9 hours away and was afraid that she would miss the birth.

So it was Tuesday October 31, 2006 and we scheduled to induce labor Thursday November 2, 2006. We called all our family and told them that we were going to go into the hospital at 6am and they could come up there whenever they like. We went home and laid in bed, Wes' had to get some sleep because he was working night shifts at the time. It was 4:30 or so and we fell right to sleep but I woke up around 7:20. I felt like I was getting a bladder infection but the thought popped in my mind, maybe these pains are labor pains so I jumped in the tub to see if the warm water made them go away. I got out of the tub after an hour and the pains were still there. I was not convinced I was in labor so I lay down and tried to go back to sleep. The pains were becoming different and very painful.

At 9pm when I was supposed to wake Wes up to go to work I decided that I would let him sleep a little longer. At 920pm I started watching the clock & jotting down the times when the pains were coming. I was now in tears but not convinced I was in labor. At 10:15 I woke Wes up crying and asked him to please sit with me while I was watching the clock. I told him that we might want to call the doctor and see what to do. I went to the bathroom and my mother who was asleep downstairs on the couch heard me crying and yelled to me asking me if I was okay.

I told her no and she jumped up (she later told me that she thought that Wes had hurt my feelings) and asked me what was wrong. I kept crying and I was a bit hesitant to call the doctor because I did not want to bother her if I was not really in labor. But Wes had me call. They had the nurse call me and she determined that we needed to come in since I had contractions 5 -7 minutes apart for an hour and each were lasting about 1 minute.

We jumped in the car and started on our 15 minute journey to the hospital. We got there and went to a pre-labor room so they could check my "contractions" and determine if I was really in labor. They had me go to the bathroom and had me change into a gown. As soon as I got in there I felt a bit of water and noticed that my socks were wet. I climbed into bed and felt a gush and warm water (like I was peeing) came running out. I said to the nurse that I thought my water had just broken. She put monitors on my tummy and then checked swabbed me with a test that would determine if my water had broke and it certainly had and yes those pains they were real contractions. My nurse said that I was now 3cm 80% effaced.

They were now taking me to the labor and delivery suite. When Wes and I got settled we called my mother who had already called my dad who was with her by this time; they were about to head to the hospital. Wes called his family and told them what was going on. I got an epidural and began to feel much better; I was even able to get about an hour or two hours of sleep. Then my epidural began to wear off, I could feel everything on my left side so I had another one. I was very happy. Finally I made it to 10cm and 100% effaced and it was time to push.

I had been in the hospital for 10hours and I was ready for this to be over. We pushed and pushed the baby kept going forward and then backwards. I was not making much progress. Then I began to have a great backache. It was so awful. I began to plead that I just could not do this. I had been pushing for 4 hours when the nurse had the doctor come in and take a look. She said that it was time to have a baby, and people began to come from out of nowhere getting stuff out of every cabinet in the room. The doctor then asked me if I wanted to try forceps or go for a c-section.

I opted for the forceps and right as she was pulling them out to begin; Wes walks in from his hourly report to the waiting room. He rushed to my side and we began to push once again. Wes was very helpful and encouraging. He kept looking down with the doctor and then looking back at me and telling me "great job, she's coming, keep it up, your doing it" and finally I lost control of everything. I started shaking and screaming and crying and the next thing I knew, I was a mother and my strong husband was crying like a baby and kissing me. He ran over to our baby girl asked if she was okay and with a "yes she's great" from the nurse he walked to my side and stayed with me while the doctor finished with me.

I was lucky I had one small tear that required two stitches. My mother was out in the hall, I could hear her trying to come in but I had asked the nurses not to let anyone in until the doctor was finished and everything was cleaned up, there were too many people in there anyway. I gave Wes the okay and he went to the waiting area to give everyone the great news. On November 1, 2006 we had a 7lb9oz 20inches long beautiful baby girl. She is 6weeks and 6days today and she is so wonderful. I love being a mother and Wes is such a wonderful father. I will never forget this experience and I encourage others to video most of the experience as we did, we have enjoyed watching our reactions to the whole process.


Randi

SURPRISE

I was 30 years old when I became pregnancy with my 2nd child. It was to be a boy. I always felt that something just wasn't right. We had 2 sonograms and I was told each time that everything was fine. All labs were normal except that I had gestational diabetes, which was well controlled by diet.

I was in labor for 8+ hours. At delivery after the babies head was born the doctor held him and did not place him on my stomach. I did not hear the cry. I kept asking what was wrong. Then he held just the forehead up for me and my husband to see, and at that time he instructed us that our newborn son would need surgery. He had a cleft lip and palate. I did not know what to expect and did not know where to turn.

I was left alone. No nurses visited my room frequently, they were not joyous and happy. Little was said. I had to ask to see and feed my son. He was still a beautiful baby to me. Basically we were on our own. I, being a nurse, did a lot of research and found out a lot of information and places for help.

I hope that no one else has to go through this but if anyone does and needs an ear and some guidance I will gladly help them in any way that I can.

Today my 17 year old son is still as beautiful to me as the day he was born. We struggled through and made it just fine!


carol

17 with one child and one on the way

I found out I was pregnant on December 7 2004. I had been with this guy for only 8 months. We were both in shock when I told him. He stayed by my side through the whole pregnancy. He went to all the doctors’ appointments and everything. My pregnancy was normal with no complications. My due date was July 21 2005.

At my doctors appointment on July 6 2005 she tried to pop my bag of water that was hanging out of my cervix. She popped a little pinhole in it and I leaked fluid for 4 days. Then on July 10 2005 about 5:55 pm I bent over and I felt this weird feeling in my stomach. Then I felt my water break. At first I was confused. I was 15 and this was my first child.

I got in the car and my mom took me to my aunt’s house first and when we left there about 15 minutes later I was having horrible pains. When we reached the hospital it was about 6:30pm and I couldn’t walk the pain was so bad. Then I got it a room and they strapped the machines to me. They checked my cervix and I was dilated to 3cm. the nurses were convinced that I wasn’t going to have this baby until the early morning. I kept telling them no I am going to have this baby tonight.

I got an epidural but it only numbed my left leg. They called the anesthesiologists in time and time again. About 11pm he came back in and told me that he could reposition it. I told him not to bother - I was 9cm dilated and I was ready to push. The nurse told me I couldn’t because the doctor wasn’t there. I pushed anyways then the doctor got in there and said okay with the next contraction push. I gave it my all. At 11:15pm my son was born 7lbs 12oz 18in long. And now I am 17 and 36 weeks pregnant with my second baby I am nervous about going through labor again. But it is all well worth it.


missy