My 1st Child's Nightmare of a Birth Story.

I was 19 when I got pregnant with my first child. During the pregnancy my life litterally fell apart. At around my 5th month my boy friend left me in the middle of a state park barefoot with nothing but a dollar-seventy-five cents in change and a bottle of Powerade. I had to walk across the park to an abandoned swimming set up where thankfully they still had a working pay phone and call my foster Mom to come get me. I stayed with her for several weeks and my Birth Mom got wind of my situation and invited me back home, which I eventually took her up on her offer. Then we moved here to TN with my Grandparents which was a blessing. The pregnancy turned high risk at seven months and I was forced to quit my job and go on full bed rest. The baby was due on Christmas. On the 5th of Dec. the Doctor decided it was no longer safe for me to continue being pregnant and gave me Beta Methadone to mature the baby's lung's that day and had me go to the hospital the next day for another shot of it and a non stress test on the baby the heart rate was steady in the 150's. I went in at 5 Am on the 7th to be induced. The started Pitocin wide open at 5:15 Am checked me at 7 after two hours of STRONG contractions and it hadn't even so much as opened my cervix. Then the nurse who had done my non stress test the day before had come on and noticed that the baby's heart rate had dropped significantly from the 150's to the 120's and she called the doctor and told him she thought he ought to come in and do a c-section and he said to wait a while to start another IV and run in fluids and put me on Oxygen and give me something light to eat. So she brought me a bowl of Chicken Noodle Soup and a Sprite and started the second IV and the Oxygen by mask after I ate. The baby's heart rate went up about 7 points. I laid there in agony for about 6 more hours and I finally started to dilate and I asked for something for pain, but was only 3 cm and they said no epidural until I was 4 to 6 so they gave me a shot of Stadol & Phenegran which knocked me out till about ten o'clock that night, but when I woke up I had finally dilated enough to get the epidural. The doctor came in around 10:15 and said he didn't think I would deliver until about 7 the next morning, that he was going home and going to bed. Lucky for me one of the nurses on shift was a Certified Nurse Midwife. At midnight the contractions were so strong they were peaking off the chart and I had to push. The nurse came in and I was dilated to ten! They called the doctor and readied the room for delivery and had me practicing pushing, but something was wrong. They went and got Laura, the Midwife. The baby was not in a favorable position for delivery instead of head facing the floor the head was facing the ceiling. Laura tried an internal rotation, but was unable to do it. It had been an hour and the doctor was still not there. The baby's heart rate begin to drop. Laura cranked up my Oxygen and said we've got to get this baby out now! So the other nurse applied pressure to my abdomen and Laura used forceps and I pushed about 6 times and the head come out, about that time the doctor showed up and just stood there and watched. She told me to stop pushing, that the cord was around the neck twice, she clamped it and cut it, and I push one more time and the baby slid out. Laura exclaimed "It's A Girl" and she let out a big cry and Laura laid her on my stomach. Hannah Claire Admon was born December 8, 2000 at 2:01 am CST and weighed 6 lbs and 15 oz. and was 21 inches long. Her delivery was tough, but to spite that she was healthy, I thank God each day for that Midwife, without her Hannah would not be here. She is 9 years old today and an active third grader.