Birth Experience Essay
My experience of going into labor and giving birth to my one and only daughter
Everything started around 4:30am, sharp pains in stomach woke me up out of my sleep. I wasn’t sure exactly what they were because it had happened before, so I tried to lay back down and get some rest. At around 5:30am, an hour after the first experience having abdominal pain I knew that I might be in labor. Having been six days past my due date I knew inside that it must be time to give birth to my daughter, so I got out of bed and went upstairs to tell my mom that it’s time. We had to wait until my contractions were about 10 minutes apart before we could leave for the hospital so I waited while lying in bed trying to breath, and find a happy place which is what I learned to do in my child birth class. A few hours had passed, and by this time the pain was so unbearable I knew we had to start heading to the hospital. Even trying to stand up to get all the bags and supplies I needed out the door and to the car was a challenge. I felt like I couldn’t even move. All I wanted to do was sit down and take deep breaths, basically go to my happy place so my mind wouldn’t think about the pain my body was feeling. We finally made our way to the hospital around 9:30am, arriving in the emergency department at 10:00am. The emergency department took me to the 14th floor of the hospital where the nurses had to evaluate if I truly was in labor; they also had to check with my doctor to see if he would like to admit me. After an hour of walking around trying to get dilated more, and waiting for the doctor’s okay on admitting me I was finally in the room where I would be meeting my daughter for the first time.
Giving birth to my daughter was the most exciting, emotional, yet frightening experience I went through in my entire life. After getting my epidural the doctor had to break my water since at this point it still hadn’t broke on its own. Once the doctor broke my water the look on his face wasn’t a
Everything started around 4:30am, sharp pains in stomach woke me up out of my sleep. I wasn’t sure exactly what they were because it had happened before, so I tried to lay back down and get some rest. At around 5:30am, an hour after the first experience having abdominal pain I knew that I might be in labor. Having been six days past my due date I knew inside that it must be time to give birth to my daughter, so I got out of bed and went upstairs to tell my mom that it’s time. We had to wait until my contractions were about 10 minutes apart before we could leave for the hospital so I waited while lying in bed trying to breath, and find a happy place which is what I learned to do in my child birth class. A few hours had passed, and by this time the pain was so unbearable I knew we had to start heading to the hospital. Even trying to stand up to get all the bags and supplies I needed out the door and to the car was a challenge. I felt like I couldn’t even move. All I wanted to do was sit down and take deep breaths, basically go to my happy place so my mind wouldn’t think about the pain my body was feeling. We finally made our way to the hospital around 9:30am, arriving in the emergency department at 10:00am. The emergency department took me to the 14th floor of the hospital where the nurses had to evaluate if I truly was in labor; they also had to check with my doctor to see if he would like to admit me. After an hour of walking around trying to get dilated more, and waiting for the doctor’s okay on admitting me I was finally in the room where I would be meeting my daughter for the first time.
Giving birth to my daughter was the most exciting, emotional, yet frightening experience I went through in my entire life. After getting my epidural the doctor had to break my water since at this point it still hadn’t broke on its own. Once the doctor broke my water the look on his face wasn’t a