I was induced at 41 weeks and, unlike most women Iâve met, I was thrilled. Finally, we were going to get some answers from this kid! I had been having serious Braxton-Hicks-type contractions for two weeks and very little sleep. I was so grateful for the Ambien they gave me to go with the induction medication that I sent my husband home for the night so I could just pass out.
The nextÂ day, they started the epidural and the Pitocin drip at the same time. For the rest of theÂ day, my husband and I watched TV, played with the heart monitor (the nursing staff doesÂ notÂ think it is funny), and waited for our daughter who finally arrived, conveniently, right after my doctor got back from her dinner break. Sheâs a great kid even to thisÂ day.
It was a very easy and pleasant labor experience. Iâm going to leave out the part where my daughterâs heart rate kept dropping because, although it was a little scary, I was never really worried. Since I had an epidural, they could cut me open and deliver my daughter at a momentâs notice. It wasnât necessary in the end: she just sort of popped out while this doctor kept yelling, âGood push!â Well, no shit, sheâs out! It was a great push!
BUT THE RECOVERY ROOM WAS A NIGHTMARE. Scratchy towels, no blankets, and the only âproductâ that was in the bathroom was hand soap. So all those magazine articles and blog posts that say, âyou donât need to bring anything! The hospital has it all,â are LIARS. I had checked out the towel/sheet/pillow situation when I did my tour, so I was prepared. I neglected to check the toiletries since I justÂ assumedÂ they were part of some kind of new mommy room product placement for afterÂ labor. They were not. There is nothing more aggravating after enduringÂ labor, swelling up like a balloon from the epidural, and having nurses refuse you nipple soreness assistance than to have horrible, dry unmanageable hair for the remainder of your stay.
Bring shampoo and conditioner.
This is a reader submission for Labor Pains Week.