A Personal Birthing Experience

When thinking about my own personal birthing experince I kept thinking which child do I talk about, I've ad three. They all seen to be pretty normal nothing out of the ordinary happened. But my last pregnancy was a doozey! I think that little girl was giving me a taste of my own medicine before she entered the world! I was four months pregnant and got up to go to the bathroom and somehow tripped and fell on stomach! In the process I hit my chin on the door and needed 8 stitches! OUCH! Baby girl though was still intact in the womb. Fast forwarding to day of delivery...it was a Friday and I was scheduled for a normal check up. I was up like any normal morning getting my older two ready for daycare. I remember calling the director of the daycare and asking if she could meet the kids at the door because I was having pains and didn't feel like walking. I had never went into labor by having just contractions so I was clueless. And it didn't help that every time I would go to the doctor he would say "not yet". So I continued on with my morning ritual preparing to leave for my check up. After a while the pains kept coming every five minutes or so and I kept thinking surely I'm not in labor. So I called the doctor's office and was told to go directly to labor & delivery! REALLY??? As much as I was ready to have my daughter I was not ready. The plan was for me to be induced the next day but clearly she saw otherwise. I called a friend around the corner to take me to the hospital and once we got there it was confirmed, I was in labor. About five hours later my healthy 9.9 pounds baby girl came into the world on March 14, 2008. That was a Friday and we were both released from the hospital on Sunday. However on Tuesday I was back in the hospital! I had a fever which meant go directly to the emergency room especially since I had just given birth. There is nothing like going thru a birthing experience and then being in the emergency room being poked and prodded. I was admitted into the hospital because I had a fever, high blood pressure, and pneumonia. I missed the comfort of being on the maternity floor. I was now apart of regular society. I had a roomate who snored! I was in the hospital for a week and missed my daughter's first doctor's appointment. I had also chosen to breastfeed my daughter but due to all the medicines I had to dump all the milk my body produced. After a week I was finally cleared to go home and be with my family.