Meet Niesha Walker. She’s originally from Cincinnati, OH but relocated to Atlanta GA 10 years ago. She’s a mother of three! In her free time, she loves to spend time with her family and friends. Niesha loves meeting new people and trying new things. Thank you for sharing the story of your third child, Niesha!
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As a mother who doesn’t get sick at all, I thought I must have low iron or something. I went days of not feeling like myself and had low energy. Also, I had no appetite and was getting extremely tired. Being pregnant NEVER crossed my mind.
On April 26th, I went into the emergency room to get checked out. After getting blood drawn and a urine test, I found out I was pregnant. I wasn’t expecting that news. Once getting the news, I cried because I was just starting to get used to my routine with two children and back to handling business. I am a firm believer in everything happens for a reason.
After having a smooth sailing pregnancy, 40 weeks was creeping up on us. At 38 weeks, I started experiencing contractions, but not strong enough to say I was in labor. At my OB appointment this particular week, we discovered she had turned around from being head down to being breech. Hearing this news made me so nervous.
My exact words were: “Breech? Okay, so what do we do now?”
My OB recommended doing a C-Section or an ECV (External Cephalic Version). With my other two children, I had vaginal births so I planned on having another. C- Section was not in my plans so I immediately turned that one down. I agreed to try the ECV and went back to the hospital that next week to get the procedure. They stated that they had to treat it as a C-Section, so I was there for awhile. I had an IV and they were monitoring the baby’s heart rate before the procedure.
Technically, the ECV happened so fast. Mentally, it felt like it took forever because I literally felt my OB’s hand on my stomach moving my unborn child around like her life depended on it.
On December 4, 2017, at 1:30m, I woke up to some water trickling down my lady parts which gave me the impression that my water broke. I had never experienced my water breaking at home so it seemed unusual. Immediately, I got up and got dressed to head to the hospital with no hesitation. I didn’t even call my OB. In the midst of that, I was having contractions. Because I had a high pain tolerance, I wasn’t going to go to the hospital for the pain just yet.
On the way to the hospital, my contractions picked up. I timed them at every 5-6 minutes which was very close and meant baby girl will be here soon. After being checked in my room, they immediately started to monitor baby girl’s heart rate and checked my cervix. They wanted to make sure that my water actually broke.
At the time, I wasn’t dilated and they stated that my water didn’t break. The nurse told me that, at the next cervix check, if I am not dilated, they would have to send me home. I, then, voiced my opinion that my contractions are close and why would they want to send me home. She stated that she understands but they wouldn’t have a reason to admit me. I was frustrated but I didn’t argue. The nurse came back and checked my cervix. This time, I was 3 centimeters. It all happened so fast.
At about 8:45 am I started to push. After a few breaks and more pushing, I pulled baby girl our at 9:14 am. It felt so good to finally hold my baby girl.
It’s so important, as women, to know and listen to our bodies. Just imagine if I would have left the hospital. I could have been in the car giving birth or at home in bed. Baby girl could have come at any moment.
My advice to moms is to pay attention to the signs of your body. It will not steer you wrong.
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Thank you, again, Niesha for sharing your wonderful story!
-Trying Not to Go Crazy,