Sometimes, the best day of your life could also be the most painful as well. It was a cold January morning, 3 am to be exact. My stomach was hurting so bad I felt as if I was going to die. All of a sudden, the pain went away. It felt as if someone was stabbing me in the stomach. With such excruciating pain I decided to call my mother. As I was on the phone with her all she had to say was, "you are probably just having really bad cramps. Go back to bed." With being told it was nothing serious I went back to bed not thinking anything wrong. Two hours later I had woken up again, then realized my water had broken.
At this time unsure as of what to do, I was filled with panic but also excitement. I had been waiting exactly 37 weeks to see my daughter, I was ready to meet her. So, at exactly 5:32 am, I called my mother to take me to OSU hospital. Even with the horrible pain I was experiencing, I knew everything was going to be alright. When my mother arrived, my father was in the car as well. My family and I were filled with excitement to meet our new addition . On the way to the hospital my contractions were pretty far apart. Meaning, I still had a lot of time before the baby was born. Unfortunately, I had no idea I was going to be in labor for 9 hours.
When my family and I arrived at OSU hospital, I had no clue on what to expect. My mother and I went inside the hospital while my dad parked the car. When arriving, I got the best treatment in the world. I got wheeled up to the maternity ward and had to get checked in. While still in pain, the process of checking in seemed to be going way too slow. Since my mother works as a nurse anesthetist, she was talking to everyone she knew slowing down the process of getting to my room and getting my epidural.
At this time, I couldn't take it anymore and I let my mother and the nurses that I could not wait any longer. I yelled at my mother and told her, “You see these people every day, talk to them tomorrow”. Then, I got wheeled to a room that was cold and bright. It scared me to sit there and not know what to expect. I changed into a hospital gown and lied on a thin cold plastic bed. After lying for about ten to fifteen minutes, a nurse came in to greet me. Then she checked to see if I was dilated at all and make sure that I was alright. I then found out that I was one centimeter dilated, and I wasn't progressing much.
After that I got wheeled to another room. In this room, I was going to deliver my daughter. I waited what had seemed forever to see her. After being at the hospital for about three hours I finally received my epidural. While I was receiving the epidural, I was terrified because I couldn't see what the nurse was doing. All I could think about was I was that much closer to seeing my daughter. I could see my stomach contracting and feel the baby move, but with my senses dulled from the epidural, I couldn't sense any pain in my stomach region. I also couldn't feel my legs.
Still with very little progression in my dilation, my nurse decided to give me some drugs to speed up the process. After about, three hours the doctor had told me that I was 8 cm dilated. I was so excited to hear that. While I was sitting in the bed of my new room, my mother brought me a movie to watch. While halfway through watching the hunger games, I was then checked again and I was at 10 cm dilated. I was so nervous, but also excited at this point. I was in a lot of pain as well. I had to wait for my doctor to arrive and she was taking forever. I had to wait twenty minuets just for her to arrive. After she arrived, the delivery went well and my daughter came out with three big pushes.
On January 13th 2013, I became a mother to my beautiful baby girl, Camila Katherine. She was 6 lbs 4.8 oz. This day is the most memorable of my life. I never knew I could love in that sort of way. My daughter has made me a better person, and changed my life in so many different ways. I'm very glad I can share my life with her. With love, bonding, and excitements of having a child, the pain is well worth it.
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