Before I can start on the birth story itself, I need to back up and give a little background information. First off, this baby's due date was actually June 20th! When I went in for my regular pre-natal check up in the beginning of May I found out that the 1 hour glucose test I had taken last time had come back elevated so I needed to take the 3 hour test. This was quite a surprise considering that I hadn't gained very much weight this time and didn't have an problems relating to gestational diabetes. So I took the 3 hour test and it too, came back elevated, though just barely. And I got the unhappy diagnosis of gestational diabetes. It still doesn't make any sense to me, especially since my baby wasn't growing super big.
|Me at 37 weeks|
Turns out that the ultrasound showed my baby's abdomen being too small. About 3 weeks too small. Very strange considering that the ultrasound I had 3 weeks before showed everything to be perfectly normal. The reason this could be a problem was that if it was true, then my placenta might not have been working properly. This would cause all the nourishment that was getting through to go straight to her brain, not to the rest of her body. The risk was that if the placenta wasn't working right, then it could decide to stop working altogether at any time, meaning we could lose the baby. The midwife had put a call into the OB they all worked under and was waiting to hear back from him.
Long story short, they decided to keep me in the hospital over night to monitor the baby, then give me a second ultrasound in the morning, Friday. This ultrasound showed the same result as the last one. Tummy 3 weeks too small. So it was decided that the safest thing to would be to induce. Since I was only just barely into my 37th week, and the ultrasound showed that the baby would be fine for up to 4 days, the OB felt it would better to wait until Monday night to begin that induction. That way the baby would have that much more time for her lungs to mature.
All this was really hard to take in. I really wanted to have as natural a labor as possible this time around, plus delivering early meant that things weren't quite ready at home for her arrival either. My main prayer during this time was that the Lord would make me more flexible.
I was told that there were two different types of inducing methods that could be used, an IV drip, or a pill that would dilate my cervix. The OB preferred the IV drip because if the baby didn't like it, they could turn it off right away, whereas with the pill, once it dissolved, there was no getting it back.
When I got home I asked on a forum that I'm on for some advice for preparing for an induction. Amongst the replies I discovered the IV drip referred to Pitocin. Reply after reply told horror stories of Pitocin, and how I would definitely want an epidural. There where a few ladies who said it was possible to be given Pitocin and deliver without any pain medication, but since I don't have the greatest pain tolerance in the world, I really didn't think it would work for me.