When I became pregnant, I felt excited to get to experience it all. I couldn’t wait to feel her move, and I quickly began reading about natural and un-medicated births, as well as hypno-birthing. Excitement ran through me as I thought of the labor that would bring me Violet.
My excitement took a turn for the worst; at our 20 week visit with the midwife we discovered that I had complete placenta previa. This occurs when the placenta is covering the entire cervix. At the same time we discovered that I also had vasa previa. This is when the baby's blood vessels run across the cervix. This meant that I would have to undergo a Cesarean Section, and I was heartbroken. It was hard for me to cope with the knowledge that I would undergo a Cesarean, and as I tried to grasp how her birth would unfold, I only became more worried.
We spent our last night as a family of two eating out at my favorite Mexican restaurant, watching Supernatural, playing our favorite card games, and doing our best to remain calm. I was relaxed, which is unusual for me. I felt that everything was going to be okay, and I was able to accept the nature of my daughter’s journey here. We didn't get much sleep the night before, as we shared a mix of excitement and nervousness that kept us restless.
We arrived at the Hospital at 4:45 AM, where I was quickly hooked up to monitors and prepped for delivery. I understood that I was about to undergo major abdominal surgery, become a mother, and have to wait to see my Violet; yet, I had a strange sense of calmness where I would normally experience anxiety. I did get a bit excited as her arrival drew near. Jake, my husband, got dressed in scrubs while I was being wheeled to the delivery room. For some reason, Jake wasn’t allowed in the room while they gave me the epidural. I was worried that it may hurt, as everyone says it does, but I focused on my breath as my midwife held my hand and I felt no pain. I was laid down and the epidural began to take effect, which was a strange sensation. Numbness overtook my legs and back, and my anesthesiologist would poke me and ask if I could feel it. At this point Jake was allowed into the room; the doctor, midwife and other staff were ready.
My doctor was great. He told me what he was doing throughout the procedure, and he also made some fun remarks about the henna on my belly. He told Jake he could peek over and take some film if he wanted. The anesthesiologist was also very good at letting me know what to expect. He warned me that I was about to feel some pressure and boy did I! Violet didn't seem quite willing to come out. She must have been comfortable inside me, because they REALLY had to push on my stomach to nudge her out.