Teen Pregnancy Forum - It Was a Long Weekend

Once again I went into labor frisday night, they were very small and crampy but they were there. Saturday at about three to four I started getting them every five minutes I started to panick because I really hadn't set up anything. So as I was getting all these pains instead of going to the hospital I decided to labor a little at home. Si while my hubby and son slept I started to set up the bassinnet. My sister-in-law comes downstairs to see how I was doing. At this point my tears were coming out because of the pain. She tought I was crazy trying to labor at home, but I wanted to get some things ready. Eventually by 1100 am they were getting stonger and closer together. So I went to shower and shave get all nice and clean and fresh. We got to my moms at about 100pm so I decided to eat first, because I didn't eat in the morning and I really didn't know how long I was going to be in labor with out eating. My mom works about 15 blocks away from where she lives, so I figured I would eat a nice home cooked meal first. By the way for those of you who don't know my mother is a nurse in the nursery where I will be delivering. So as I waited patientlly for my food my contractions of course started to deminish, I was getting maybe 4 in an hour. So obviously I wasn't going to go to the hospital and look stupid. So I spend the day with my mom since she had just come on friday from puerto rico. I left my moms at about 830 last night because I was still a little uncomfortable. Could you bel;ieve that on our car ride home I started getting the contractions again. I was so pissed off because I really didn't feel like turning back. We get home they started to increase in frequency, I also had the rund (gross I know). I tried to go to sleep at about 130 am sunday morning, but it was not happening the pains started to come closer and closer by 350 am they were every 4 minutes.At 400am I decided to wake up my hubby, I went to take a shower got dressed, he got ready, then we waited for his mom to come from upstairs so that she could stay with elijah. We left the house at about 445am got to the hospital by 500. We get to the l&d floor and it was like being in a scary movie, no one was around. By the time we found somebody to take care of us it was half an hour later and I was in alot of freaking pain.

I was being monitored for a while, while the midwife finished with another patient. By this time I was contracting every one to two minutes and they each lasted 45 seconds up to a minute. So there wasn't much time to relax before the next one began. When the midwife examened me she said that I wasn't dialated, that I shouls go home have some breakfast and relax.

I'm alomost done I promise. As I was walking out the room they called me back in and told me to get back into bed that they were going to put me on ivy to stop my contractions. I was like what the f.... I said that the doctor told me to go walk. It turns out that another doctor was checking my file because the doctor that I had was ending her shift. He decided that I should wait another week or so. I was so pissed off I couldn't stop cursing. The ivy wasn't working I was still getting my contractions, the only difference was they were about every6-8 minutes apart. After the second bafg of ivy, they decided to give me a shot of something called teralin or something like that. My contractions stoppped almost immddiatly but they kepy me on the monitor to make sure that they were gone. I left the hospital at 100pm, that was a long day from 500 in the morning to100 pm. I was crying because I really thought that by the end of the night, or at least moday morning I would have my baby in my arms. I'm still sad, the only good thing that came out of this was that i'm not in pain anymore and I got to take a nap when I got home after two days I got some sleep. So I go back tommorrow for a checkup, and hopefully maybe by the end of this week beginning next week i'll have my baby, that's if the contractions come back. I'm so sorry it was soooo long but I barely ever post, and I needed to vent out my depression.

Brenda