I’m so excited to introduce you to some mothers this week with who you really inspire me. Motherhood comes in so many different forms, all of which are beautiful and powerful and fulfill a great purpose in life. The efforts you put into raising the important little people in your life are worth talking about and celebrating. This week, I’ll be sharing different stories about what Motherhood looks like for different people.
Tonight, I want to introduce you to my sister Brooke. She is sharing her birth story that made her a mom. You can follow her on Instagram @carlsonfit.
“It has taken me a year and nine months and three weeks plus one day to write this down. There is something so difficult about using words to describe one of the most indescribable and special days of my life. After midnight on August 4th I was laying wide awake in bed. I was 3 days past my due date and something felt a little different. All of a sudden I felt a pop and ran out of bed realizing my water broke. After showering, we grabbed our bags that had been packed for weeks and I grabbed a coconut water out of the fridge and we were out the door. The pain came on quickly, it wasn’t that slow drawn out process of counting contractions like everyone talked about. A quick drive to the hospital and there we were getting checked in. I waited as long as I could before getting an epidural. It wasn’t as painful as I expected and shortly after receiving it I remember telling the nurse the contractions were more manageable, but I still felt every one of them. She told me I shouldn’t feel any of them and at that point we realized my epidural was not working correctly. Shortly after, it was encouraged I start Pitocin (which was not something I originally wanted to do) because my water had been broken for a while now (you only have 24 hours to the deliver the baby once your water breaks) and I was not progressing.
Once I started Pitocin the pain I felt increased drastically. I would brace myself for every contraction that became more intense and closer together over hours and hours. I didn’t understand how I could feel the amount of pain I felt especially since I had an epidural. The Pitocin was not as effective as they were hoping so they would increase it which would increase the pain significantly. My blood pressure was really low and I would fall in and out of sleep throughout the night, but I was unable to rest. The baby was doing fine and that’s all that mattered to me. I was offered more pain medication and even the option to have my epidural done over, but decided to push through as I did not want to go through the same thing again and did not want more medication in my body. About 16 hours later it was time to push! When I saw my Doctor walk in the room I felt a sense of relief. I was passing out and throwing up between contractions, but I was going to do whatever I needed in order to see my sweet baby boy. I knew I was moments away from meeting this precious human that had been growing inside of my stomach for nine months.
Before I knew it there he was. As I saw the Dr. lifting him up I looked at my son Alex and had never seen something so perfect and pure in my whole life. That first image of him will be implanted in my memory for the rest of eternity. In a matter of a second I forgot about the 18 hours of pain I endured to bring him into the world. He was here with me. He was safe and healthy and there was nothing more I could ever ask for.”
For fitness inspiration, follow Brooke on Instagram @carlsonfit