pregnant woman premature laborI’m so incredibly pissed right now! Actually, I have no idea how to feel. This is how it started…

Saturday night (or maybe early Sunday morning), I had this feeling. I can’t explain it – it was just an intense feeling that something major was about to happen in my pregnancy. Keep in mind, I am 36 weeks pregnant (35 if you ask the doctor, but more about that later).

My feeling compelled me to make a mad dash to pack my labor and delivery bag, clean up the house, and straighten the kitchen at 1:15 a.m.! My hubby was soundly asleep on the couch and I was dashing around like a mad woman like it was two in the afternoon! Finally, I feel asleep.

Sunday morning, I woke up to pee and I had pink-tinged mucus on the toilet paper (sorry for the TMI). I told my hubby and went about my day, though at that point I was totally focused on my body and any little change I might feel.

Well, the pink-tinged mucus tapered off on Sunday and nothing happened all day Monday, except – and this has never happened – I literally passed out on the couch at about 10 a.m. My eyes just closed on their own, and there was nothing in the world that could wake me up, not even my poor little three-year-old who kept saying, “Mommy? You sleeping really hard?” It was like my brain had just shut off and my body gave up for an hour right there on that couch.

This brings us to Tuesday when I started noticing Braxton Hicks contractions. They seemed to be happening quite frequently, and I was already on high alert. Well around 4 or 5 p.m., they grew so close together that they became quite uncomfortable, and I noticed my mood had changed. I went to go pick up hubby from work, and he even noticed my demeanor was different. I didn’t speak one word the entire car trip. During dinner, it was hard to eat because of these contractions, and that’s when I noticed that there was a regular pattern of about six minutes between each. Time to call the doctor.

I told the nurse I’d been having regular, non-painful pressure and tightening every six min. without major back pain, but I did have a noticeable discomfort in my lower back since 4 or 5 p.m. She told me it sounded like there was definitely a change in my cervix happening and that I should head to the hospital. I was so excited! I thought, “OK! This is it!” I grabbed my hubby and son, called my mom, we headed to the hospital and were sent to labor and delivery.

Then the disappointment began.

First, the nurse asked my due date. I told her August 5th, but for some reason, the doctor had written August 8th on his last paperwork. She went with that later date and said, “OK, that puts you at just a little over 35 weeks.” Hubby and I looked at each other and said, “No, that should put me right at 36 weeks.” They ignored us.

I was hooked up to the fetal monitoring machine, my cervix was checked (I was found to be 50% effaced and 1 cm dilated), and then the labor and delivery nurse said, “OK, I checked on the dates and indeed you are 35 weeks, not quite 36 weeks, so we are going to have to stop your labor contractions with terbutaline.”

I just about died right there. I was SO freakin’ pissed off. My son came six weeks early and this particular medicine made me sick for three days straight until they figured out that it wasn’t stopping labor and delivery, and let my son come naturally.

Well, I lay in the hospital bed with hubby by my side for three hours with monitoring and I was clearly still having contractions, only this time with noticeable back pain and now my hips were screaming in pain. But the nurse came back in and said, “Well, it’s been some time now and we haven’t registered any contractions. Are you sure you are still having them?” “YES, you crazy lady! I wouldn’t make this crap up!” I told her that the contractions were clearly still there, but they had moved from the front to my back and hips. Then she pulled in the doctor, who put her hand on my stomach until she said, “Oh yeah, she’s definitely still contracting. Give her another shot.” They shot me again, wrote me a prescription for the pill form of terbutaline and discharged me. That was it.

I am so disappointed and angry, because I wanted to continue with the natural order of things. Plus, the doctor’s dates were wrong! My last visit to him placed my measurements at 37 weeks, for goodness’ sake! Either way, I know we would be just fine if we were to deliver now. Instead, I am sitting here, clearly contracting but having to take these god-awful pills to stop what should be allowed to progress naturally and I am feeling so cheated. I feel like they just let me waltz out of there. My doctor hasn’t called me and they gave me little more direction than to call if the meds don’t seem to be working.

This is not what I envisioned, and I want to scream at my doctor right now, but my next appointment is not until Monday, to which they replied, “Oh great! They will probably take you off the meds at that point!” You mean I have to be drugged up for almost a week? I have a toddler to take care of at home, a hubby with two – yes, count them – TWO broken feet, not to mention I’m so focused on the fact that I’m about to have a baby here soon, and the doctors are treating me like run-of-the-mill!

OK, I know what you’re thinking. That I’m not the only person in the world to ever have a baby! I know this, but I’m still entitled to feel a little cheated, right? I think it’s a shame that I am so unimportant that I don’t even warrant a “How’s it going?” phone call from my doctor. I guess this is the labor and delivery you get from a group practice. I’ll never go this route again. Anyway, I’m not a good pill-taker (like, at all), so I haven’t been as consistent with these things as I know they would probably like me to be. I can admit, I am also trying to see if indeed the contractions are still there, almost as a reassurance that my little girl will still be coming soon. This can’t be healthy for either the baby or me, but I am so torn, I don’t know what or how to think anymore. Have any of you had this labor and delivery experience? What are your thoughts? Thank you for reading this extremely long and drawn out spill. Obviously, I had a lot to say!

Submitted by Purpledayz