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Noah Jayden Sex: boy Born: 06 January, 2008 Age: 4 years & 41 days Birthday in: 324 days Starsign: Capricorn Development: See the 32 months page. Biggest achievement so far: -

Birth details

Type of delivery: Vaginal (with pain relief)
Duration of labor: 16 hours
Weight @ birth: 7lbs 15oz
Length @ birth: 20 in

Noah-Jayden`s birthstory

I did have the epidural but in all fairness to ME, I should put that I did it WITHOUT the epidural because when it was time to push, the `relief` wore off. LOL.

I actually didn`t realize I was having contractions, which I believe started at about 6pm on 1/5/08. All I know was that at first I felt like I had to do #2, which was really embarrassing and frustrating being that I was at Walmart and had to keep running to the bathroom but couldn`t do anything. No joke - I kept going to the br every 5-10 minutes. Finally I told my husband that I wasn`t feeling well and needed to go home.

In the car, I started timing the little pains I was getting, which turned out to be 5-7 minutes apart. I still didn`t believe that I was having contractions. I felt like I was pregnant for so long that I was in denial. LOL. When we got home, the pains started now to feel more like menstral cramps but my water didn`t break and I didn`t notice any mucous plug so I decided to call the doctor, who told me that I am probably having false labor and I should take a shower and sleep it off. Can you believe??? Well, I did what he told me to do but by 12:30am, I couldn`t take it anymore and told my husband that it was time to go to the hospital. At that point, I didn`t care if they sent me back home; I just wanted to make sure whether what I was feeling was contractions or not. Well, sure enough, when I got to the hospital and was checked, I was 4cm dialated and they told me I needed to stay. Thank goodness - I would have gone crazy if I was going through that pain for nothing.

Well, I was trying to tough it out but after a couple of hours, I couldn`t take the pain anymore and was given the option of morphine being that I was trying to stay away from the epidural. And boy, did that morphine work! for a little while though because it ended up wearing off. By this time I was 6cm and in a lot more pain now. This was when I couldn`t take it anymore and asked for the epidural. I told the anesthesiologist (spelling???) not to give me too much but enough to tolerate the pain, which is what he did. But again, after a bit of time, it started to wear off. By this time the doc checked me again and saw that I was still 6cm so he decided to break my water. Within seconds, I went from 6 - 9 cm and the doc said that I was ready. This really freaked me out but I was moved to the delivery room. There was a whole bunch of nurses around me and I was so scared and in a lot of pain because my epidural had worn off completely!! The pain, the burning, and the stretching was unbearable. I kept pushing but was too scared and was not pushing right so the baby kept creeping back up, which was really disappointing because my baby has been extremely low for a couple of months now. As his head was crowning, the doc kept stretching me with his own fingers so that I wouldn`t tear. I hated him because of this but I am thankful for it now. My mouth was extremely dry, I couldn`t breathe, I was exhausted and I was still having trouble pushing this little kid out. Frustrated, I decided that I can be here for hours or push right and get it over with. And throughout my whole ordeal, all my husband was worried about was why my son`s head was rectangular, not cone-shaped. He kept on the subject and kept asking the doc about the shape of my son`s head for a good 5-10 minutes. I wanted to kill him.

With focus on getting my son out, I gave a couple of big pushes (my goodness, did that burn?!) and finally, my son was out! I was soooo tired and still in a lot of pain because the doc and his little helpers were still messing around with my vg and pressing on my abdomen to push the placenta out. I didn`t cry like I thought I was, since I was so freakin emotional throughout my pregnancy, but I was extremely happy to see my son. It was amazing to finally see who was causing my huge bump and who was kicking me and stretching inside of me.

My little boy is so beautiful and I am so glad he is finally here!

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