I had asked my midwife about taking castor oil. I did it with Dax and I went into labor 5 hours later. She said there is no evidence that it works and it makes you really sick but that there is no danger associated with taking it. I was desperate at this point so at noon that day I took 4 tablespoons of castor oil. It makes me gag just writing about it. The stuff is NASTY.
After that I tried to take a nap, but I was too anxious. By 3:30 the castor oil was finished it's job and I started having contractions. They came on fast but were mild. They were coming every 3 minutes. I went for a walk and they were still coming. Once I got home the contractions stopped and again, I was disappointed. Kelly had rushed to the grocery store so we would have food for the babysitter to give Dax. I called him and told him to take his time because the contractions stopped.
Fast forward an hour and a half and the contractions started again. My mom made dinner and we all ate together, all the while I'm having semi-painful contractions every 3 minutes.
After dinner I called labor and delivery and they told me to come in since I have a history of fast labors and this was my second baby. We called Ashley, who was going to be watching Dax for us and she rushed to our house. While we were waiting for her to get to the house I started getting nervous that we were cutting it too close. We grabbed our bags and decided to wait outside. As Ashley was pulling into the driveway my water broke and now everyone was panicked: I delivered Dax about 10 minutes after my water broke. My mom ran inside and grabbed a towel and we raced to the hospital. I calmed down once we got in the car because the contractions had slowed down and were not super painful. My mom and Kelly were still really nervous and we got to Kaiser in about 5 minutes!
Once we got to the hospital we went through all the normal triage stuff and then, after 45 minutes, we were taken to our room. I got an IV and met my nurse and midwife and was asking to get into the labor tub. They started filling the tub but didn't want me to get in until they could monitor the baby for a few minutes. He wasn't in distress but wasn't responding to the contractions like they wanted so I was not allowed to get in the tub yet. I was still handling the contractions okay and was feeling in control.
At this point, about 9 PM, the midwife wanted to check to see how I was progressing. I was 5 centimeters and 90% effaced. This sent me into hysterics. I was starting to feel out of control and I couldn't handle the pain anymore. I thought I was nearing the end and I was only a 5! I lost it and starting yelling at everyone to get the anesthesiologist. I know very well that no anesthesiologist is going to give me an epidural (it's too dangerous because of previous back surgery). I wasn't thinking rationally at this point and I was getting really mad that no one was listening to my request for an epidural! Finally my nurse said she could give me some IV medication. It is not safe for the baby to give the drug after the mom is 7 centimeters so the nurse wanted to check me first. She checked and I was 9 centimeters and almost ready to push. This was only 20 minutes later. The midwife came in, massaged the cervix to help me fully dilate, and told me to push with my next contraction. I pushed through 2 contractions, and 4 minutes later, Everett Michael Allred was born at 9:32 PM.
They put him right on my chest and I immediately fell in love. He was absolutely perfect. I was given a few stitches for a small tear. By 9:45 I was nursing; Everett latched on immediately and nursed like a pro. We spent the next few hours holding and staring at our perfect little angel. It was truly a magnificent day.



