Lillith Hope
15 postsposted 8th May
Have I got a labor story... I'll go ahead and tell you that this was not a good labor, at all, but I think other people need to hear it and see how wrong you think it went, because me and my hubby (Clayton) still get infruiated when we think about it... Not that we don't love our daughter, but we both dislike the labor situation very much. Here we go...
First some insight into the beginning of the pregnancy and so on, let you get to understand everything.
I met my fiance Clayton when I was 15, and he was 25 at the time, however, I told him I was 19. We were in a simple relationship for a year, with several bumps in the road. After my 16 b-day I was having a very hard time, DFACS removed me from my mother because my stepfather was under investigation (he got away with it too). I had to live with my brother and his wife, because my sister had just had her son, and couldn't support three people at the time, even though I helped her on the weekends. However, in Feburary of 06 I thought I was pregnant (Clayton's of course), and my sister told my brother, who then had the nerve to make me sit in the living room while he and his wife called me a whore and other vile names. After that I couldn't handle my family anymore, so I ran away to live with Clayton.
June of the same year we found out I was finally pregnant with the child we both desperately wanted, because we thought if I got pregnant my mother would let us get married and raise our child... Boy was I wrong.
In September, I finally contacted my sister, and my mother answered her phone, thusly the beans were spilled about her second grandchild. She begged and begged for me to just up and leave my sweetie, my job, and my life so she could "take care" of me and so on, because "I wasn't ready to raise a child." I told her to **** off, naturally.
In October, a week from my sweetie's birthday, I had to go to the emergency room, because I had been running a fever for 3 days, I couldn't eat or drink, and my back was killing me. Turns out, I had a kidney infection so severe that if I had waited another day, or longer I could have hurt or killed my daughter. That was when we found out something we already kinda knew, we were having a girl and she was perfectly healthy, the infection hadn't hurt her at all. However, my mother was on her way to steal me, threatening to report my sweetie for kidnapping me, which he didn't do, so I stupidly told her I was in the hospital and she came there. While she was there she got the CPS worker in the hospital to give me an ultimadeum: I leave willingly with them because I was 16, or they arrest Clayton and I still go with them. Loving Clayton like I do, I took the easier route and kept him out of jail, for the sake of our child.
While living with my grandmother in Northeast Georgia they tried to convict him of stagutory rape, and put him in jail over a stupid probation fine, even though he had left everything and everyone he knew to live up there just to see me and the baby... He got to go to the doctor with me once and never again, because they forced him back to where we live now.
But, he planned on coming to her delivery no matter what, because it was his right as her father to see her born on my due date March 8...
6:00AM Monday, March 5, 2007 - An hour before I had woken up to use the bathroom. Now I was awake because I thought I was peeing on myself, turns out, my water had broken, two days after the doctor had put me on primrose oil because my cervix wasn't doing like it should have and I was supposed to walk around for 45 minutes a day. Lo and behold I called and woke Clayton up who jumped in his car for the hospital, called my mother to take me, because my grandmother was sick at the time, and had to call my grandmother, because I didn't want to leak all over her hardwood floor.
By 7 I was in a room and tiredly trying to get rest... Tee hee hee, yeah right! Mind you I hand't eaten since 8 the night before and all I could have was freakin' ice chips, and I had to eat those slow.
By 9 Clayton had arrived and guess what my evil mother did... Yup! She called the cops over his probation WHILE I WAS IN LABOR! So twenty minutes later they were in my room reading his rights and taking him off in handcuffs. He even asked them if they could just stay outside the door and let him stay with me until I had her and they had the nerve to get an attitude about it. Even my nurse looked like she wanted to cry and beat my mother senseless, so he barely even got to stay, and oh boy was I mad. I wanted to jump out of that hospital bed and throw things at the woman.
Six hours in, I got the IV drugs for pain, which worked immediately for about 2 hours, and another hour of labor pains I finally gave in and said "I want an epiderual NOW!" Half an hour later the anestisologist finally got to my room after doing three people before me and I wound up getting a leg nerve hit, to my right leg. He fixed it, but because he'd hit it, when I was actually getting the medicine it went straight into my right leg as well as the rest of me.
So I sat for hours and hours, warm saline solution going up in me because she'd had a bowel movement inside me, my water was still gushing out of me, I had potocin, because I wasn't having contractions in any type of a pattern. So at about six in the afternoon, I was begging for something to eat, and my poor nurse felt soo bad for me. She couldn't give me food, but because I had a migraine from not eating, she brought me a couple of Tylenol. And she let me drink a WHOLE glass of WATER!!! And that's something after 12 hours on ice chips.
Eventually I was exhausted and finally fell asleep, I'd wake up every couple of hours because the doctor would come in and ask me question while she checked on the baby and my contractions, plus they had to keep upping the pitocin because my contractions were still funky. I'd hit my pain button and go back to sleep...
Finally at 3 the next morning, my mother and the nurse woke me up, my mom was going to sneak me a popsicle, but the nurse told her it was too late now, because my contractions were finally coming together and they were bringing in the table with all the stuff on it, and turning on the basinet lights. By the way, that basinet had to be the most comfortable thing on the planet because they'd turned it on when I got there and left it on, you know, the warming thingy. They told me if I felt like I needed to push to call them, and the midwife would be there soon, she was in the middle of a c-section at that point.
4:00 AM Tuesday, March 6, 2007 - The nurse came in and checked me, checked my contractions, and got onto me for hitting the pain button again, because it was time for me to start trying, otherwise I was going for a c-section. So they took my prized button away and started getting the room all ready for my baby. Then the midwife came and the pushing began... The midwife was one of my favorites from the doctor's office, she was young and very sweet, she had stayed passed her shift just to deliver my daughter because I didn't want the other midwife to do it, 'cause she was a mean old lady that I think didn't like me because I was 17. So I pushed... and pushed, and pushed and pushed, and pushed, and pushed some more. Oh, guess what... I push even more!
6:16 AM Tuesday, March 6, 2007 - Lillith Hope Johnson was out! Weighing in at 7 lbs 15.5 ozs, 21 ins tall, and a 14in head, I had had my bouncing baby girl... Unfortunately... Her father was sitting in jail, I was dying of hunger and exhaustion, she wasn't crying, no one would tell me what was going on, and the afterbirth was making me scream bloody murder. I mean come on! The midwife was up to her elbow pulling that crap out! OUCH!
Turned out Lilly was running a fever when she was born, so I got to touch her right eyebrow, and she was gone...
I had to wait 5 hours before I got to see my baby and hold her for the first time. 5 HOURS! I was about to commit homicide because they had told me 8 times that she'd be in my room in 20 minutes.
Upside, on Thursday, her daddy was out of jail and at the hospital with us, of course I didn't even leave the hospital until Saturday because I had to have a blood transfusion. My iron was at... I think 4 and it was supposed to be at least 10 before they felt safe sending me home. But now I have a wonderful absolutely healthy 14 month old daughter. With #2 comin' and hopefully it won't be as rough this time, he definitely isn't going to jail this time. Even though she was a little sick when she was born Lilly NEVER got sick again until the week of her first birthday when she got a double ear infection, upper respitory infection, and a yeast infection... Two days before her birthday, plus she burned her hand on a vaporizer we'd bought to help decongest her and us... We had the flu though.
This is my beautiful smart awesome angel fairy princess Lillith "Lilly" Hope Johnson! I love her so much and I went through everything to have her and keep her.
quoteFirst some insight into the beginning of the pregnancy and so on, let you get to understand everything.
I met my fiance Clayton when I was 15, and he was 25 at the time, however, I told him I was 19. We were in a simple relationship for a year, with several bumps in the road. After my 16 b-day I was having a very hard time, DFACS removed me from my mother because my stepfather was under investigation (he got away with it too). I had to live with my brother and his wife, because my sister had just had her son, and couldn't support three people at the time, even though I helped her on the weekends. However, in Feburary of 06 I thought I was pregnant (Clayton's of course), and my sister told my brother, who then had the nerve to make me sit in the living room while he and his wife called me a whore and other vile names. After that I couldn't handle my family anymore, so I ran away to live with Clayton.
June of the same year we found out I was finally pregnant with the child we both desperately wanted, because we thought if I got pregnant my mother would let us get married and raise our child... Boy was I wrong.
In September, I finally contacted my sister, and my mother answered her phone, thusly the beans were spilled about her second grandchild. She begged and begged for me to just up and leave my sweetie, my job, and my life so she could "take care" of me and so on, because "I wasn't ready to raise a child." I told her to **** off, naturally.
In October, a week from my sweetie's birthday, I had to go to the emergency room, because I had been running a fever for 3 days, I couldn't eat or drink, and my back was killing me. Turns out, I had a kidney infection so severe that if I had waited another day, or longer I could have hurt or killed my daughter. That was when we found out something we already kinda knew, we were having a girl and she was perfectly healthy, the infection hadn't hurt her at all. However, my mother was on her way to steal me, threatening to report my sweetie for kidnapping me, which he didn't do, so I stupidly told her I was in the hospital and she came there. While she was there she got the CPS worker in the hospital to give me an ultimadeum: I leave willingly with them because I was 16, or they arrest Clayton and I still go with them. Loving Clayton like I do, I took the easier route and kept him out of jail, for the sake of our child.
While living with my grandmother in Northeast Georgia they tried to convict him of stagutory rape, and put him in jail over a stupid probation fine, even though he had left everything and everyone he knew to live up there just to see me and the baby... He got to go to the doctor with me once and never again, because they forced him back to where we live now.
But, he planned on coming to her delivery no matter what, because it was his right as her father to see her born on my due date March 8...
6:00AM Monday, March 5, 2007 - An hour before I had woken up to use the bathroom. Now I was awake because I thought I was peeing on myself, turns out, my water had broken, two days after the doctor had put me on primrose oil because my cervix wasn't doing like it should have and I was supposed to walk around for 45 minutes a day. Lo and behold I called and woke Clayton up who jumped in his car for the hospital, called my mother to take me, because my grandmother was sick at the time, and had to call my grandmother, because I didn't want to leak all over her hardwood floor.
By 7 I was in a room and tiredly trying to get rest... Tee hee hee, yeah right! Mind you I hand't eaten since 8 the night before and all I could have was freakin' ice chips, and I had to eat those slow.
By 9 Clayton had arrived and guess what my evil mother did... Yup! She called the cops over his probation WHILE I WAS IN LABOR! So twenty minutes later they were in my room reading his rights and taking him off in handcuffs. He even asked them if they could just stay outside the door and let him stay with me until I had her and they had the nerve to get an attitude about it. Even my nurse looked like she wanted to cry and beat my mother senseless, so he barely even got to stay, and oh boy was I mad. I wanted to jump out of that hospital bed and throw things at the woman.
Six hours in, I got the IV drugs for pain, which worked immediately for about 2 hours, and another hour of labor pains I finally gave in and said "I want an epiderual NOW!" Half an hour later the anestisologist finally got to my room after doing three people before me and I wound up getting a leg nerve hit, to my right leg. He fixed it, but because he'd hit it, when I was actually getting the medicine it went straight into my right leg as well as the rest of me.
So I sat for hours and hours, warm saline solution going up in me because she'd had a bowel movement inside me, my water was still gushing out of me, I had potocin, because I wasn't having contractions in any type of a pattern. So at about six in the afternoon, I was begging for something to eat, and my poor nurse felt soo bad for me. She couldn't give me food, but because I had a migraine from not eating, she brought me a couple of Tylenol. And she let me drink a WHOLE glass of WATER!!! And that's something after 12 hours on ice chips.
Eventually I was exhausted and finally fell asleep, I'd wake up every couple of hours because the doctor would come in and ask me question while she checked on the baby and my contractions, plus they had to keep upping the pitocin because my contractions were still funky. I'd hit my pain button and go back to sleep...
Finally at 3 the next morning, my mother and the nurse woke me up, my mom was going to sneak me a popsicle, but the nurse told her it was too late now, because my contractions were finally coming together and they were bringing in the table with all the stuff on it, and turning on the basinet lights. By the way, that basinet had to be the most comfortable thing on the planet because they'd turned it on when I got there and left it on, you know, the warming thingy. They told me if I felt like I needed to push to call them, and the midwife would be there soon, she was in the middle of a c-section at that point.
4:00 AM Tuesday, March 6, 2007 - The nurse came in and checked me, checked my contractions, and got onto me for hitting the pain button again, because it was time for me to start trying, otherwise I was going for a c-section. So they took my prized button away and started getting the room all ready for my baby. Then the midwife came and the pushing began... The midwife was one of my favorites from the doctor's office, she was young and very sweet, she had stayed passed her shift just to deliver my daughter because I didn't want the other midwife to do it, 'cause she was a mean old lady that I think didn't like me because I was 17. So I pushed... and pushed, and pushed and pushed, and pushed, and pushed some more. Oh, guess what... I push even more!
6:16 AM Tuesday, March 6, 2007 - Lillith Hope Johnson was out! Weighing in at 7 lbs 15.5 ozs, 21 ins tall, and a 14in head, I had had my bouncing baby girl... Unfortunately... Her father was sitting in jail, I was dying of hunger and exhaustion, she wasn't crying, no one would tell me what was going on, and the afterbirth was making me scream bloody murder. I mean come on! The midwife was up to her elbow pulling that crap out! OUCH!
Turned out Lilly was running a fever when she was born, so I got to touch her right eyebrow, and she was gone...
I had to wait 5 hours before I got to see my baby and hold her for the first time. 5 HOURS! I was about to commit homicide because they had told me 8 times that she'd be in my room in 20 minutes.
Upside, on Thursday, her daddy was out of jail and at the hospital with us, of course I didn't even leave the hospital until Saturday because I had to have a blood transfusion. My iron was at... I think 4 and it was supposed to be at least 10 before they felt safe sending me home. But now I have a wonderful absolutely healthy 14 month old daughter. With #2 comin' and hopefully it won't be as rough this time, he definitely isn't going to jail this time. Even though she was a little sick when she was born Lilly NEVER got sick again until the week of her first birthday when she got a double ear infection, upper respitory infection, and a yeast infection... Two days before her birthday, plus she burned her hand on a vaporizer we'd bought to help decongest her and us... We had the flu though.
This is my beautiful smart awesome angel fairy princess Lillith "Lilly" Hope Johnson! I love her so much and I went through everything to have her and keep her.
I'm due December 13th, have 1 child & live in Columbus, Georgia
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3441 postsposted 8th May
That's cute! Hope things go better for you next time... and I thought you could get married at 16 in Georgia?
quoteI'm due September 19th (a girl), have 1 child & live in New Orleans, Louisiana
22 postsposted 8th May
Wow Honey Best Of luck to Ya And congrats on your beautiful baby Girl And the little peanut to come!!
quoteI'm due June 19th (a boy) & live in Maine
posted 8th May
Quoting ♥B♥:“ That's cute! Hope things go better for you next time... and I thought you could get married at 16 in Georgia?”
Only if your parents sign for it, and my mom is a selfish b-word. She lost custody of all three of her kids, so of course when her "baby" wanted to get married to the father of her child she said no. "I don't want you to get married and then 3 months later decide it's not what you wanted." And we've been together for almost 4 freakin' years, and trust me we've been through so serious crap that's my fault too. Trust me the only thing that'll rip us apart is if he cheated and got her pregnant or death of someone close... I don't wanna name anyone... Bad luck.
I'm due December 13th, have 1 child & live in Columbus, Georgia
1952 postsposted 8th May
Sorry what happened to your sweetie and I agree with B I also thought you could get married at 16. Guess not. Wishing you tons of good luck and your little girl is a cutie.
quoteI'm due August 24th (a girl) & live in Texas
1180 postsposted 8th May
Sorry that happened to you. Congrats on your baby!
quoteI have 3 kids & live in Illinois
posted 8th May
Thanks you guys. Thank goodness we're not the only ones who think that crap was totally messed up. It's all good though, she'll get hers one day.
My precious little stinker who is beyond nasty sometimes... With her half eaten carrot on the keyboard and my arm and my leg... STINKER!!!
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My precious little stinker who is beyond nasty sometimes... With her half eaten carrot on the keyboard and my arm and my leg... STINKER!!!
I'm due December 13th, have 1 child & live in Columbus, Georgia
56 postsposted 9th May
yesh...that sucks -.- well at least his love for you is strong and through all of that he is still there so im happy for you guys.
quoteI'm due October 5th (a boy) & live in Georgia
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