My traumatic birth

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Having such an amazing birth with my daughter made me set such high expectations for my sons birth. I wish I would’ve prepared myself more for how different the birth experience would be with each child.

While in labor the nurse kept pressuring me into getting the epidural. I had one with my daughter but didn’t feel the need to get one with my son and was still pretty early in labor. Im very non confrontational so after saying no over and over I said I’d get it. I had a bad reaction to it, I passed out & my heart rate dropped dramatically. They gave me multiple shots of heart rate medicine and monitored me but I kept almost passing out again so they kept having to flip me from each side over and over to keep mine & babys heart rate up. I felt every single contraction & when he came out the cord was wrapped around his neck. He was purple and wasn’t moving & I was worried. I kept asking is he okay over and over & they just said yes but I was confused at why he wasn’t moving or crying. After a few minutes he started crying and started getting his color & I was relieved. The nurse wiped him down with a rough towel and I was so annoyed because I specifically said do not wipe him down. I wasn’t paying attention because I was more worried about if he was okay. They kept trying to take him out of the room and I had to really take a deep breath and stand my ground. I said he was not leaving the room and all tests could be done in the room. After I was sent to recovery, my new nurses were so sweet and understanding of what I wanted. They brought everything we needed in the room with no problem.

I really want a home birth next time but I love my OB, if he’s not retired by the time I have another baby then I’ll have another hospital birth with a midwife. 🤎