Zachary Scott was born on December 20, 2014 at 11:13 pm. He weighed 8 pounds 13 ounces (exactly 4000 grams) and was 20.5 inches long. He has lots of black hair and looks a lot like his siblings.
My original due date was 12/13/14 and everyone thought it would be awesome if he came that day. I wasn't set on him coming that day, but by 39 weeks I was definitely ready for him to come and thought it would be fun. I had a midwife appointment on 12/12 and planned on asking her to strip my membranes, which sent me into labor with the first two kids. Greg had already arranged to take off work for the last 3 weeks of the year, I was already 4 centimeters dilated and 50% effaced, and I had a gut feeling this baby was going to be heavier than my last two. Since I had been planning a pain medication-free labor from the minute I found out I was pregnant, I was not super excited about the prospect of pushing out a super big baby. All of those factors combined made me want to be done and ask the midwife to strip my membranes. She agreed and said she was able to do a good job of it. By the time I got to the car, I was having cramps and by the time I got home from picking up the kids, they were painful. I took it easy for a couple hours as Greg wasn't even home from work yet. The rest of the night was normal and I completely expected to wake up in the middle of the night in labor like I had with the other kids. But I didn't. The next morning I went to Target and Costco. Still no labor. I figured it wasn't going to work at that point and was pretty frustrated that I had expected it to work. Every day over the next week I had frequent, sometimes painful, contractions that never regulated and never came less than 5 minutes apart, so I knew it was never real labor. My midwife even stripped my membranes further on Tuesday and said I was now 5 cm. No labor. I lost my mucus plug over the course of a few days. No labor. I was then told to come in Saturday for a non-stress test (typical protocol after 40 weeks).
Saturday came and I told Greg that if the midwife wanted to induce me, I wasn't going to argue. I wanted to deliver without pain medication and was nervous about being induced, but I was so uncomfortable and in so much pain from pelvic pressure and contractions that I was ready to be done. I went grocery shopping that morning, came home and had lunch, and went to the hospital for the non-stress test. The baby looked great and the midwife checked me and stripped my membranes again. She offered to induce me because she knew we wanted to be home for Christmas, I was exactly 1 week overdue, and she was a little nervous about the baby being big. I said okay but needed to come back since Greg wasn't with me. She talked with the nurses and I was to come back at 7 pm. I went home and got everything ready and my visiting teacher was ready to come stay with our kids. We got to the hospital a little after 7 and got into a room. I was Group B Strep positive again, so I needed antibiotics before delivering. Standard protocol is to receive one dose of antibiotics at least 4 hours before pushing and another dose every 4 hours during labor. Since both of my previous labors were about 12 hours of active labor, the midwife decided to give me one dose of antibiotics and then break my water to try to induce labor. The antibiotics got started around 8:30 and took a while to administer because the drip was so slow.
I was checked again and still at 5 cm, 50% effaced, and baby was at a -3 station. The midwife broke my water at 9:30 and by the time I got cleaned up a bit, contractions had started hard and frequent. We were going to go walk but the contractions were already too close together for that to be comfortable. I leaned over some pillows on the bed and Greg turned on Cupcake Wars on Netflix for me. It helped for a little bit, but then I couldn't just try to space out anymore. Greg was great at helping me breathe, change positions, offer distractions, etc. But I went through every coping technique I planned and the contractions were coming so close together that I was struggling. We called the nurse and she walked in, took one look at me and said "Okay, let's try some things." She got a birthing ball and that helped, I squatted at the end of the bed, I swayed back and forth while holding onto Greg, but the pressure and pain were intense very, very low in my pelvis. I told them I wanted to get in the tub and the nurse went to start it, but the drain stopper was having problems. She finally got it to stay down but a lot of water was still leaking and it filled very slowly. As I was getting in the tub, the nurse darted out of the room and came back with the midwife. I later found out that after she had watched me, she went and told the midwife she needed to come see me quickly. The midwife came in and sat with us and, after watching for a few minutes, agreed with the nurse that she should get the delivery stuff ready just in case. The nurse barely had time to start prepping things. A few minutes later I had an urge to push and told them so, so they helped me get out of the tub and back in the bed so the midwife could check me again. I was fully dilated and baby was at a +3 station. The charge nurse came in to help since the baby's stuff wasn't prepped yet. I started pushing on my left side and the baby's heart rate started decelerating. I moved onto my right side and his heart rate still wasn't steady after a few pushes, so they then had me move onto my hands and knees. The baby's heart rate was better in this position, but still decelerating a bit so I had to breathe into an oxygen mask between pushes. Pushing with each contraction didn't hurt as much as labor but I felt like the baby was moving slower than he should. It turned out the baby's right arm was up by his head, so it was difficult to get his head out. His head coming out just felt tight, not anything like the "ring of fire" I had heard about. Then after pushing the head and hand/forearm out, he wasn't budging more after a few pushes. They never said he was stuck or outwardly panicked, but the nurse's and midwife's tones made it clear they wanted the baby out NOW. They helped me turn back onto my right side and the change of position helped the baby turn as well and he was born within a few pushes. Labor, from water breaking to delivery, was 1 hour 45 minutes.
Afterward, I just kept saying "I did it," in complete shock that I had delivered without pain medication and that it had gone SO fast. They let me hold the baby for a while, but when they finally weighed him and said he was 8 lbs 13 oz, I was pretty surprised he was that big. I let them take the baby to clean him up and Greg held him while I got cleaned up. I shook horribly after delivery but talking helped me stay more still so I basically droned on about nothing so I could stay still while being stitched up from a 2nd degree tear (same tear with all my kids). Since the antibiotics were basically pointless due to the fast labor, we had to stay in the hospital longer to watch for signs of infection, but the window for signs of infection has passed now and we're both great. He's a much different baby than our first two but the older kids are so in love and constantly ask to help and hold him. I am so grateful for another baby and that I got to experience this birth. I had always wanted to experience birth without pain medication, so I am relieved I got another chance and stuck it out even though I was nervous about being induced. We're so happy to be a family of five!




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