Mikayla Mariana Carballo Sex: girl Born: 17 September, 2009 Age: 2 years & 152 days Birthday in: 213 days Starsign: Virgo Development: See the 29 months page. Biggest achievement so far: Being absolutely beautiful and perfect!!

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Mikayla-Mariana-Carballo`s birthstory

Ok so wednesday, 9/16, i decided to go out and pick up a few last minute things for when baby came... Funny how things work out. At 11 pm i lost my mucous plug... Just like a white discharge, nothing serious. I didnt think anything of it. I said to Omar kidding around "hey theres the first impending sign of labor!". He was like "wait does that mean its soon?" I assured him it could still be 2 weeks, maybe even more, it didnt really mean anything. He kinda freaked a little so i had to assure him it was no biggie and told him to go to his friends house like hed planned. I was starting to feel kind of crampy so i had omar draw a bath for me. I kept having to use the bathroom, so i figured it was just my stomach being upset. So id got into the bath and realized the cramps were getting more frequent... like 30 seconds long, every 4 minutes or so. They were also slowly getting more intense. I got out and started walking around the house. Around 12:30 Omar came back because he was worried and was like "oh i knew it this is it are you ok?" Then he started running around like crazy putting stuff together LOL. He looks at me during one of the contractions and was like "this is it isnt it?" I told him that yes i thought it was. Then around 1 am i went to the bathroom again, as i was in and out constantly at this point, and there was some bright red blood. I decided to call the doula and ask if thats normal, seeing as it wasnt with mucous or anything, just blood. She told me its ok but to call the midwife and check anyway. Midwife said its fine call when the contractions are closer together and stronger. They started to get intense, like 1 minute long, a minute in between, so i had Lisa(our doula) come over. It was wierd, i thought i was peeing a little with each contraction. Id tried to go in the tub, lie down, listen to music, nothing really worked except leaning on and hugging omar through the contractions and sitting on the birthing ball in between. Eventually i couldnt even sit anymore. Lisa showed up and we called the hospital. The midwife said "well i dont think your in active labor, you can come if you want, but you'll probably just be about 1 cm and get sent home" I was like yea, no, we're coming in now. Omar woke up my parents and they came out, just in time to see me leaning on Lisa, mid-contraction. The car ride, believe it or not, was actually kind of relaxing. Omar dropped me and lisa off and we walked in and waited for him. It was funny, i was like no i need to walk he'll catch up come on. I was stopping and leaning on lisa for each contraction and just kind of swaying through them. I was getting through them by counting in my head... 1 mississippi, 2 mississippi, etc... It worked for a while. We got up to the L&D and got into a room and they told me to put on a gown and a belly band and wait to be checked. It was so hard waiting, i could NOT sit on that bed, i felt like i HAD to stand. I kept leaning on lisa and counting. I was soo impatient too. I kept saying "where is she she needs to hurry up. Shes needs to hurry the fuck up and check me" That was the only time i cursed the whole time i was in labor. Omar and lisa kept laughing at me when i was walking in circles repeating myself. I finally got the midwife in and it was about 2:30 am. She had me on the chair thing and checked me. She goes "well id say your about a 6 and theres no membranes here" I looked at lisa and was like "im not a 1, im a 6, i can stay. im not a 1 lisa, im not a 1" I was soo happy. Turns out I wasn't peeing a little with the contractions like I'd thought, it was my waters trickling. So since i hadnt slept we asked for some stadol to get some sleep. They said i could... after 20 minutes of monitoring. After a bit of trouble getting my IV in for the antibiotics we went into my room. More impatience, more waiting, and i DEFINATELY could not lay down. so i was hooked up, leaning on lisa through the contractions, with an iv pole... standing up. I kept insisting i had to pee and lisa would take me, but there was nothing but bloody mucous most of the time and it was just the pressure, not me having to pee lol. I finally got the stadol and out i went. I was sleeping, but would wake up with the contractions and then go right back to sleep. I slept a few hours and when i woke up, everyone was changing shifts, it was about 6 am i think. And guess who walks in, but our favorite midwife, heather. we were so happy she'd be delivering our baby. She checked me and i was 8 cm. I continued to labor in the shower, which was nice, but it was only a handheld so lisa or omar had to hold it on me while i was in there. plus it sprayed funny so they got soaked. then i went to go back to bed. Eventually heather the midwife came in and said my contractions were a little "pookie" as she called them and id give it some time and if nothing, id get a bit of pitocin. i tried walking and going in the shower, but i was worried and scared i was stalling so i started to lose my focus. I was begging lisa to just let me get pitocin and an epidural. But she told me i had to stick it out til 10 like heather said, then we'd take it a step at a time. It was almost 10. Once 10 hit i went to bed and got the pitocin. The contractions got rough... Lisa had me kind of moaning through contractions. I had lisas hand and omars moms putting a washcloth on my face on the other side, and omar rubbing my feet. i was still counting in my head and moaning with the contractions. All of it was just trying to distract myself from the pain. The pitocin had them coming one after another and I was starting to lose focus. I was so scared I'd be stuck and need a csection. I kept trying to say I needed the epidural. But omar and lisa and omars mom kept me going and wouldn't let me quit. I kept saying there was pressure and kept trying to get checked to see if I'd actually progressed but the midwife was worried about infection. So I had to wait, but I kept insisting I felt like I had to push so she finally checked me. Just a little lip, about 9.5 she said. Yay! She was going to have me try and push past the lip. When she said I could start pushing I had this overwhelming relief and kept saying "that's it? I can push? I did it! I can push, I'm gonna be a mommy soon I can push!". Once I got set up to push and started pushing I had omar and lisa holding my legs and omars mom at my side. Everyone was amazed at how well I pushed! I was really surprised at the relief pushing gave. There wasn't anymore pain, just serious pressure. And the burning "ring of fire" wasn't that bad either. Again, while pushing, I kept repeating myself. "How many more pushes? How much longer? Can you see her head yet?" I probably sounded like a broken record. Once they could see her head everyone was like "Wow look at all her hair!" Lisa told me to reach down and touch her head, and it was amazing. Once I did that it was all the motivation I needed. I pushed like my life depended on it, I wanted my daughter. When she was crowning heather had me stop pushing and got omar to wash his hands. And then the most amazing thing happened... Omar delivered our daughter. He literally pulled her out and put her on my stomach. The midwife only told him what to do. It was the best most amazing experience of my life. With the pushing the only part I remember really hurting at all, and that was just for a second, was when omar and the midwife sort of twisted her body inside me to get her out. In all seriousness, I enjoyed feeling and experiencing her come out. It was a wonderfully amazing indescribable feeling. And she even latched on and nursed for a few minutes after delivery! The wonderful nurses and midwife all told me how amazing I was and how great I did. There was a student nurse who I said could stay and watch and she thanked me for letting her stay. She seemed so amazed and thankful to have seen a natural birth and I felt so good for giving her that gift. We stayed and bonded with her for a while and it was just soo incredible.