Pregnancy + Birth Journey
We found out we were pregnant on July 4th. We couldn't have been more excited, it didn't seem real, until the morning sickness kicked it, ha! But it was beautiful, I loved every minute of it, the gift of creating life, I loved feeling the flutters and watching my belly grow! But, at week 25 my pelvis started to ache when I would stand or walk for too long. I didn't think anything of it really until Thanksgiving Day when I was helping in the kitchen. I was on my feet less then an hour and the pelvic pain became so intense I wasn't sure if I was going to vomit, cry or pass out. In hind sight, I should have called the Doctor that day, but instead opted for a comfy chair, Tylenol and ice packs between my legs!
Friday I went to the Doctor and she diagnosed me with SPD- in short: SPD is one type of pelvic girdle pain. Diastasis symphysis pubis (DSP) is another type of pelvic girdle pain, which is related to SPD. DSP happens when the gap in the symphysis pubis joint widens too far. Read More.
A was strapped in with bands, belts and did physical therapy, but truth be told, nothing helped but staying off my feet. This was awful because I had read the more active you are during pregnancy the easier you birth. This also made doing everyday things like sweeping, laundry, vacuuming, getting groceries impossible. As Elsie grew the pain did too, but I understood why the pain was getting worse at week 37...
MONDAY- My OB offered the option of an external version. I wanted to try everything, so we scheduled it for that following Monday. I remember the nurse in the OB's office telling me the vague details and then mentioning, don't eat after midnight, and bring your hospital bag because there is a slight chance this procedure will result in an emergency C- section...
As I packed my hospital bag Sunday night and laid in bed I had this feeling it would be my last 'full' night of sleep.
We arrived at St. Mary's for the version. I had no idea what to expect because I purposely didn't google it. I knew it was going to be 'Intense' (is the word the nurse used), it was more intense and painful that I could have imagined. They tried three times. Two OBs, a nurse monitoring baby and one running the ultrasound machine. But Elsie was stuck, she was bent in half with her little butt lodged in my pelvis.
Elsie was just fine after the version, but me on the other hand, my blood pressure was on the rise. My OB worried that I could become preeclamptic. "We'd like to delivery baby today, we have an opening in the OR in about 1 hour". Holly shit, it just got real. I broke down in tears, sobbing tears. I was terrified. Terrified of a needle in my back, terrified of major surgery, terrified of becoming a mother, terrified something would happen to Elsie.. and the clock was ticking. I barely had time to wrap my mind around everything before my IV was flooded with surgery prep meds + antibiotics.