2017 Baby Talk Pregnancy Third Trimester

My Labour Story

November 7, 2017

If you’re a momma-to-be you’re in for the most amazing experience of your life. I knew that being a mom was going to be amazing but this is 10 times better than I had ever imagined. Mind you… labour was 10 times WORSE than I had ever imagined. I promise you it’s all worth it.

For those of you that have been following along with my pregnancy journey thank you so much! We are so pleased to announce the birth of our baby girl “Evelyn Anne”. She was born on October 24th at 12:13pm weighing 6.11oz. Trust me, I thought she was going to be MUCH bigger than that (as I’m sure all the people who asked me if I was carrying twins did as well). The day I went into labour was the same day I wrote this post right here. Everyone kept telling me, “You’ll know when it’s the real thing”. Well guess what? I definitely didn’t. I was so frustrated that I kept having false labour and I really didn’t know if we would be heading to the hospital that night or not. In fact, even the app I was using told me I was going into ‘False Labour’ (I’ll tell ya about that in a bit) so how was I supposed to know?

LABOUR DAY

7AM – 1PM

I woke up to contractions on October 23rd. One at 7:30am, then 8:00am, then 8:30 am and so on. In fact, these contractions were every half an hour up until about 12:30 in the afternoon when everything stopped. I had told my husband to be on standby (we knew that it would be about 8-12 hours before we would have to head to the hospital) just in case my water broke and I needed him to race home. My mom was in Ottawa and wanted to be home for the delivery, my sister was in North Bay and also wanted a heads up to drive home and my dad was about to leave for a business trip. There’s no way I wanted anyone driving anywhere if we weren’t going to the hospital for sure. So once all the contractions stopped I was really confused. Did I have another bout of false labour? I remember googling … ‘can your labour stall?’ It’s a thing! It’s actually a real thing that no one tells you about. Your labour can start and stall when you’re having real contractions. Well for me, it had definitely stalled and not just for 1 hour. It didn’t pick back up until about 6 hours later. I seriously thought I was going crazy.

6:30pm- 1AM

Here we go again. My contractions had started again and they were about half an hour apart. At this point I didn’t know what to think. I had already had 2 bouts of false labour over the past 2 weeks. Once my hubby was home, we had a nice roast dinner that his parents had dropped off for us (with homemade horseradish… I’ll also get to this later) and we just kind of waited for things to intensify. Would we be going to the hospital? Was this just another round of false labour? I paced the kitchen trying to get through my contractions which were definitely painful but no where close to as painful as they were going to get. At around 9:30pm I decided it was time to have a bath. I hoped in and struggled through my contractions. I was still timing them using an app and noticed that they were now about 15 minutes apart. Was this it? This is what every textbook tells you will happen when you’re going into labour. When I got out of the bath my contractions had sped up to about every 8 minutes so I decided to give the hospital a quick call. We were heading to the Milton District Hospital that was about half an hour away so we wanted to know if it was time to make the drive over. It wasn’t. They told me to get back in the bath to help me with the pain and to wait until my contractions were 2-3 minutes apart. Is it crazy that I still wasn’t sure this was the real thing? I hoped back into the bath (now 11pm) and continued to time everything. After about half an hour I actually had an alert from the app that read:

FASLE LABOUR

“Most likely you are experiencing false labor. Taking a short walk or a warm shower will ease the cramping. If contractions keep coming, continue timing them”.

Well of course I kept timing them and just half an hour later I got an alert saying:

GET READY

“It’s time to get your hospital bag and documents ready. If the hospital is far away or this is not your first labour, now would be the perfect time to go to the hospital.”

So at this point it was about 12:30am and I was in TERRIBLE pain. My contractions were about every 5 minutes apart and it had been that way for just over an hour. I needed something for my pain STAT!!! It was time to wake Ryan and get to the hospital immediately. Of course, the car wasn’t packed, the car seat wasn’t installed and Ryan hadn’t even packed his hospital bag! Yes… I had asked him what seemed like a million times to do this but in that moment all I cared about was getting my butt to the hospital. I remember thinking, “I’m going to have 6 contractions on this car ride!” and freaking out a bit. At that point I was so nauseous that I was holding a bag just in case I had to throw up and I couldn’t move an inch when I felt a contraction coming on. If I moved even the slightest bit the entire contraction was 10x more painful. So the bumps and turns and stops on the ride there were excruciating. In my opinion, we couldn’t get there fast enough.

1AM -10AM

When we got to the hospital they put us in a triage room to be assessed. I remember walking in and telling the nurse I was in an extreme amount of pain. So much so that I saw the garbage can and vomited for the first 10 minutes we were in the room. Remember that homemade horse radish? Yeah… that was a bad idea. They told me that I was hyperventilating and that I needed to breathe through my contractions so that I wouldn’t fill my stomach with air and throw up (much easier said than done). When they checked me at around 2AM I said to the nurse, “Please don’t tell me I’m only 2cm dilated.” She replied, “Well… you’re only 2cm dilated BUT you’re fully effaced so you’ve done a lot of work”. In that moment I knew it was going to be a loooonnnnngggg night. I asked if there was something they could give me for the pain and the nurse had offered up Morphene and Gravol. I told her I wanted to think about it because I knew that whatever I took the baby would take too. My best friend (who had little Elliot just three weeks prior) was up in the night checking in on my labour. She also just happens to be a nurse so I was in luck because I wanted her opinion on taking Morphene. She advised me that they would only give me a very small dose and that they wouldn’t give me anything that would harm the baby. SIGN ME UP! My next contraction came and I couldn’t hit the call button fast enough. I literally grabbed it right out of Ryan’s hand. The nurse ran in to make sure I was ok and let us know that we would be admitted to the delivery room. They helped me get into a wheelchair and wheeled me over to the bed I would be in for the next 10 hours.

Once I was comfy cozy (and moaning in pain) the nurse hooked me up to my IV. The Morphene and Gravol was administered and I was in heaven. I was instantly drowsy and was able to sleep for the rest of my labour. Not even kidding… between contractions AND pushes (Now I can honestly say I can sleep through almost anything). The nurse shut the lights out and Ryan and I both got some shut eye. I did wake up to my contractions but I was so thankful to get hours of sleep before the baby arrived.

At 7am the nurse came in to check on us and I was in EXCRUCIATING pain at this point. I was so ready for my epidural. She checked to see how dilated I was and told me I was at 5cm. They said that there was a local anesthesiologist that could come in to give me an epidural but they would need to give him a heads up. That seemed like the longest wait.

 

Side note: I’ve always been terrified of needles, giving blood and epidurals. A good friend of mine has had several spine surgeries and the thought of her epidural always scared me. In this moment… I couldn’t get the epidural fast enough. And guess what? It didn’t hurt. I’ve heard so many stories about the epidural being more painful than the contractions themselves. Not for me. In fact, I was having a contraction while they were giving me my epidural and the nurse was scolding me saying I wasn’t allowed to move an inch (that was the worst)! Just 10 minutes in and I was asking the nurse if the epidural was even working. I was still feeling EVERYTHING. She said it would take 15 to 20 minutes to kick in so I waited… and I waited… and it never seemed to give me the relief I had heard everyone rave about. My legs would shake uncontrollably and I would have to hug the railing of the bed. Again, definitely not what I had pictured my labour being like. I thought I’d be using a birthing ball or pacing the room and instead I was bed ridden for hours and in more pain than I ever thought imaginable.

 

10AM- 12:13PM

At 10am my mom arrived. She said she woke up to my text in what she calls a ‘Home Alone’ moment. You know the one where his mom screams KEVIN!!!!!! She told me there was a torrential down pour as she raced to the Milton District Hospital all the way from Ottawa (Sorry mom). The nurse asked me if I wanted my mom in the room and at that moment Ryan and I both agreed to have her with us. Truthfully, not sure what I would have done without her there. It’s not like the movies where there are a ton of doctors or nurses in the room (at least mine wasn’t). It was actually extremely calm. Just my hubby, my mom, the nurse and me in one huge birthing suite. By 11am it was ALMOST time to push. I could feel my body pushing which seemed so amazing. The fact that your body just knows what to do is pretty incredible. The doctor checked me and I was finally 10cm dilated! My mom said that I had the biggest smile on my face. It was such a relief to know that I knew that our precious little baby was almost here (and that my contractions were almost over).

When I got the cue to start pushing it was not what I expected. It was so frustrating!!! (TMI WARNING) I was told that you would have to push like you were trying to go to the bathroom but for me it was a very different kind of push. The nurse kept putting her finger in a spot and would tell me to push her finger. I just couldn’t figure it out and it was so frustrating. After about half an hour of attempts I finally figured it out and things went pretty quickly from there. The nurse called the doctor in and before we knew it our little baby girl was here. I have to say, pushing through the contractions was the best part of labour. I’m not going to lie, there was definitely a burning sensation but I think because I knew she was almost here it made it so much easier. Also, I was so happy to have my mom in the room. Ryan had one leg and my mom had the other. The nurse was so busy documenting medical information that she couldn’t be at my side to hold a leg up (I’m still not sure why they didn’t use the stirrups). I actually had to take a deep breath like I was about to jump off a cliff, hike my legs up in the air, grab the back of my legs and push (in the tricky spot) as hard and as long as I possibly could. In the very end, the doctor actually asked me to give her half pushes. What the heck!? I instantly understood that they would help prevent tearing so that’s exactly what I gave her. When Evie was almost fully out it was the most amazing 5 minutes of my life. The anticipation of not knowing what we were having was just the most exciting thing. The nurse said out loud “Dad, what is it?” and because the umbilical cord was in the way Ryan didn’t have an answer. Once they moved the cord he said “It’s a girl” and I just started bawling. I couldn’t believe we actually had a baby girl. It was the most magical thing I’ve ever experienced in my entire life. The most painful thing I’ve ever gone through and I’d do it all over again (and 10x over for this sweet little girl).

To sum things up:

  • Labour was more painful than I had ever imagined.
  • I didn’t deal with pain as well as I had expected.
  • It wasn’t like the movies. Our room was quite empty and very calm.
  • The pushing was the best part.
  • Not knowing the sex made the last 5 minutes of labour the most magical thing I’ve ever experienced.

I’d love to hear from YOU. Did you go through something similar? Was your labour completely different. Please share in the comments below!

Jaclyn Colville

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  • Kallie

    Thanks for sharing your story! I am 6 months pregnant and getting more and more scared for labour as the days go by lol but the more real stories I hear & read the better I feel lol. Have to be prepared for every scenario. Evelyn is beautiful – congratulations!

    • Jaclyn Colville

      You’ve totally got this girl. I’m not sure anyone can prep themselves for the pain BUT…. I can assure you it will be over before you know it and once your beautiful little baby arrives you get instant relief. Thank you so much for commenting and best of luck with the rest of your pregnancy.

  • Kristi

    Thanks for sharing! Currently 2 days over due date and waiting for labour to get started.

    • Jaclyn Colville

      Best of luck Kristi!!! You’ve totally got this. Remember it’s just one day of pain for a lifetime of happiness. You’ll be so amazed at what your body can handle. <3 Thanks for the comment.

  • Krystal Cook

    Hey Lady! Thanks so much for sharing and so glad you had a beautiful experience! Both of my girls were delivered by c-section but both were definitely different experiences. My first born we did not know the gender until she was born, but we also planned a natural birth (with the help of an epidural of course), but upon the epidural being administered, our heart rates escalated and little peanut had had a movement in the womb ( I know TMI ). so after monitoring me for some time, they had me sign waivers and off I went to the OR. It all happened so fast.

    I had the baby in my 40th week and had to be stretched by the OB as I had not dialated by that pointed. The day before delivery, I was out and about buying used books fromTalize in preparation for the baby and my contractions were about every 10 minutes and not last long, so I knew it was nothing to be concerned about. It was not until I woke up around 2am in excruciating pain that I knew it was about time. They would subside long enough for them to flare up again. so I woke my hubby up and called my mom to have her pick us up and off we went. By this point, it was about 3am and my contractions alternated between front and back labour. Upon check in, I was only 4/5cm. When they had to monitor my belly, my contractions were so bad, I could not sit still. The only way I could get through them was to walk them off or have my hubby rub them out. This left the nurse impatient and curt with me. So by 5am, I had the epidural administered and even though I was advised that it could take up to 20minutes, I swear it worked within minutes. The anesthesiologist told me I was having another contraction and I responded “I am?”. From that point is when we ran into the issues of the escalated heart rate. By 6:49am (almost 5 hours after waking up to the pain), our baby girl was born.

    Our 2nd born was a different experience entirely. Because enough time had passed between both pregnancies, I was cleared to have a natural birth. However, I made the decision to have another c-section to prevent another scary delivery. So we scheduled the section 2 weeks early. So I go in the day of delivery, 3 hours early as planned. Checked in, got set up in triage and then spent 2 hours waiting to go to the OR. Once the time came, I walked over to the OR (a completely unsual experience for me given the previous pregnancy) and like last time, they asked hubby to wait in the hall while they prepped me. This time the epidural was administered in the OR and they got me all prepped and ready to go. Then hubby comes in to enjoy the experience of baby girl #2 being born (which we chose to find out this time). Thankfully I chose a section because baby girl’s head was stuck and by the time she came out, she was in shock from the delivery (poor lady). My OB was able to deliver the baby this time as she missed the chance with the first one and she was not thrilled with the job the surgeon did with my previous birth as there was a lot of scar tissue to work with, so it took a lot longer for me to get ready for recovery. So off they sent my hubby and newborn baby to recovery to enjoy the skin to skin while Mommy had to get fixed up and join them later.

  • Chelsey Bullock

    Jackie, I loved reading your story!! I had quite the opposite experience. I was scared to death of labour and delivery…and surprisingly it wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought!

    • Jaclyn Colville

      Girl you are so lucky!!! Did you get an epidural? I’ve heard they’re amazing (when they work). haha

  • Rita DeFazio

    Loved reading your story Jackie…. my first labour was very much like yours!!

    • Jaclyn Colville

      Thanks so much Rita! My mom said it was very textbook but it definitely didn’t feel that way in the moment lol. <3

  • emily vangroningen

    Thanks for sharing your story. I had a few similarities. The car ride was honestly the worst thing ever. My youngest who is 2 decided to come in the worst snow storm we had here in Burlington and we had to some how make it all the way to the Oakville hospital. The ride took forever, every bump and turn was excruciating. It took about an hour to get there due to the snow. I remember looking out the window in between contractions and I saw a car going sideways. Not what I wanted to see. Once I got to the hospital I was in so much pain that I as well started to hyperventilate. I was 6 cm when I arrived at the hospital. My husband left my wallet in the car so they couldn’t check me in to get my epidural so I panicked more. Luckily once I was checked in I got lucky and was able to get my epidural pretty quickly. Congratulations on your beautiful little girl.

    • Jaclyn Colville

      What a story Emily. Thanks for sharing. I would have been terrified to be driving for an hour in a snowstorm. Oh man, that would have felt like forever. And the car going sideways… yikes! Thankfully you guys arrived ok and your baby as well ;). Thanks for the comment.

  • toby

    Wow…I could really feel your beautiful / painful journey…amazing…thanks for sharing. Congratulations!

    • Jaclyn Colville

      Thanks so much Toby! I so appreciate you reading my story.

  • Nancy Bazinet

    What a beautiful story, your daughter is beautiful- I have 2 boys who are now 19 and 22 well I’ll tell you about my experience with my 19 year old. I was over due to be induced Sept 9th, on the 5th I thought i would have a hot bath as I was just over being pregnant already just as i put my foot in bam my water broke, no signs no pain, i went to hospital 2 hrs later still no contractions but when i arrived at 10:30am i had to wait for epidural- had my son 1:11pm no epidural notime he wanted the heck out of me lol- well worth the pain 😣

    • Jaclyn Colville

      Thank you so much Nancy! SO appreciate you reading my story. I can’t imagine going past my due date. I went into labour 5 days early and I was so ready to deliver at that point. I can’t imagine another 2 weeks!!! So funny your water broke after putting your foot in the bath. They had to break my water for me and it was such a strange sensation. So worth the pain of no epidural and I bet your recovery was pretty smooth as well. That’s another reason why I’m pretty positive mine didn’t work. I was up on my feet right after the delivery and I felt like a million bucks. The recovery was so smooth and so fast. Thanks so much for sharing your story and for reading mine. I so appreciate it. <3

  • Jean

    Beautiful story and congratulations on the little one! I also had my first daughter on October 24th (3 years ago) and just like you chose not to find out her gender throughout the pregnancy. Honestly the most beautiful and wonderful surprise ever! Anyways that labour was …. something lol. My labour started very early that morning while i was at work but i didn’t think it meant anything.. figured they were just braxton hicks, every time i would try and time them, i was inturrupted. Even though the contractions got stronger throughout the day i wasn’t convinced it was the real thing. My water never broke on its own, i hadn’t been losing my plug (that i noticed), hadn’t gotten that “nesting” feeling that everyone says they get before baby comes, among other things. When i finally decided to go to the hospital (later that night), i had only done so so they could confirm my suspicion of false labour. Well, I was wrong. Instead i was admitted and told what i was feeling was legit. Long story short, even through my labour and birth story was not how i anticipated it (except for the pain… that was ALOT worse than i imagined) or could have planned for (which i tried), i would do it again a million times over. Second pregnancy and baby was text book (for the most part) lol. Everything i anticipated but didn’t experience with the first, i got with the second.

    Enjoy motherhood, it only gets better from here 🙂

    • Jaclyn Colville

      Thank you so much for sharing! I can’t believe you were working the day you went into labour. You’re a trooper. You really didn’t have any warning signs did you? And what a surprise that they actually admitted you when you walked in thinking it was false labour. So happy to hear that it was more painful than you thought it would be (sorry). I don’t think people emphasize that enough.

      Hope your kiddos are well. Happy Belated Birthday to your daughter. xo

  • Linda Harwood

    Congratulations, Jaclyn. Your life will never be the same. I had my one and only child, a boy, 39 years ago. He was due on May 12, but decided to come 2 months early on March 12. My water broke on the 10th and the doctor told me to stay in bed until labour started which was the early morning of the 12th. The ride to the hospital was in a gypsy cab with no suspension so bumping down the FDR drive in NY was quite an experience. I was admitted and put in a bed where, like you, I waited. They put a heart monitor on my abdomen and told me my baby had a 1 in 10 chance of surviving. Every time I didn’t hear a beat, my own heart stopped. Labour was slow and in the afternoon finally decided to induce. No one told me that when you have a contraction, that was when the doctor examined you. The labour was bad enough without an arm in there too lol. My ex was no help. He was doing the Sunday Times crossword puzzle and inevitably would give me a clue and ask what the word was. You can imagine the tone of the answer he got. I couldn’t have an epidural because of the prematurity of my baby so I had to “suck it up”. Finally at 3 pm he arrived. They took me into a delivery room but wouldn’t allow my ex to come in (thank goodness). After he was delivered I listened for the cry but heard nothing. I asked them if he was ok and finally heard a little squeak. I asked them to put me out for the removal of the afterbirth since I had had about all I could take. They did but it made me nauseous when I woke up in my room. About an hour later they brought him into me in an isolet and told me they were transferring him to the neo-natal unit of another hospital. We didn’t even have a name for him at that point. It was so unexpected that early that my childbirth classes didn’t start until the next day. Long story short, after several scares, he’s turned out a tall, smart man with his own children.

    • Jaclyn Colville

      Oh my goodness. What a suspenseful story Linda. Thank you so much for sharing. I’m so glad that he was ok in the end. 2 months… that’s so early! You can’t plan for a situation like that. Sounds like you handled it very well. xo

  • Chantelle Robertson

    I attended my nieces birthday on March 12th! That evening I felt so tired. I went for a nap! When I woke up the bed was soaking wet. This far along in pregnancy you don’t really know if you peed yourself or could that wetness really be my water breaking. I called my husband over not knowing what to do? When I sat on the toilet, I was sure it was my water breaking. 
    10-12am:
    Off to the hospital we went. We called my mom on our way and thank god we did! They put me into the triage room and said I had dialated to 4cm. Now, Everett decided to come on a very busy day in the maternity ward. They had informed me that normally you can choose between induction or going home and coming back but because they were so busy they couldn’t induce me even if my water did break. They asked me to go home and if there was no baby in 12 hours to come back. 
    My mother had me in 4 hours and decided that we should go down to the lobby for an hour, have a muffin and see how it progressed! During this time if looks could kill my husband would not be here to see this day. He should really write a book on things not to say to your wife while in labor. The number one being, it can’t hurt that much can it. Within an hour I was crawling the walls in pain. We went back upstairs and I was 5cm. We got admitted to the hospital and l was ready for my epidural! During the epidural the anesthesiologist discovered that I was not the standard spine length. My spine was longer. We had to wait in that huntched over position till the nurse could go get the proper equipment while having contractions! 
    12-7
    Finally the epidural was in, time to meet baby Everett! 
    I tried to take a little sleep but you doze on and off just hoping it’s time. The nurse cake in and checked me around 2 (still 5cm) and 4am (8cm). Around 5:30am I started to feel intense pressure! Was it really time, nope 9 cm. At 6:20am the nurse came in and I was at 10cm. Now time to push. Hubby had one leg, my mom had my other and it was time to push. I had secretly told Everett earlier that I would give him candy on his 2nd birthday if he didn’t make me push upwards of at least two hours like the nurse told me. I was pushing and from all the pushing I started to throw up. After ten minutes of pushing and Everett crowning his heart rate was starting to drop and he had to come out now. They used the vaccum to get him out quick and found out he had a true knot in his cord, which was causing his heart rate to drop. They took him over to the baby table and I couldn’t hear him crying so I sent my mom over. They brought me Everett and I looked up at my hubby with happy tears running down my face  and said, “can we keep him?” He chuckled and said yes with tears in his eyes! On March 13th, 2017 at 6:56am we became parents for the first time to a beautiful 7lb 11oz baby boy.

  • Minda Luna Bautista

    wow Jaclyn what a story of a first time mom….but you were so braved…Congrats for the beautiful story..i know deep in my heart you will be a wonderful mother to your kids,,,,,i love you so much and hope one of this days i will have a chance to see your family…..