Birth story, Part 1: Vindication I had two goals for this birth: to see what going completely unmedicated was like and to prove I could do it.

follow site I always felt like with Paul’s birth I unintentionally came so close and I wished I’d gone all the way. I never considered not having an epidural back then. Partly because I wouldn’t have survived Margaret’s birth without one and partly because…why? Why go without? I requested one immediately upon arriving at the hospital with contractions 90 seconds apart, but there ended up not really being time. When the anesthesiologist placed the epidural he said it would take 15 minutes to take full effect. 15 minutes later I was holding a baby who’d been born 5 minutes prior. I felt like I’d gone through an unmedicated labor I couldn’t claim because I chickened out at the last minute.

see (I didn’t know it was the last minute! If only the doctor had arrived a minute or two earlier to pronounce me 10 centimeters! As it happened, she stood there and watched the epidural placed, then checked me. So close.)

follow link (I did receive a fentanyl shot while waiting for the epidural, which made me feel a little better because at least I hadn’t blown the whole thing for a little less pain while pushing. I didn’t feel the shot was particularly effective, but it was something.)


This time, though, I was going to do it. No shot! No epidural! I GOT THIS. And you know what? I DID.

click here There’s more to the story, of course, but the baby is waking up so it’ll have to be tomorrow. I have a feeling this is going to be a multi-post birth story.


  1. Congratulations Mama!!

  2. Congrats on the new baby! I am looking forward to hearing your thoughts on the difference between the medicated and unmedicated experience and what motivated you to attempt going without.

    Wishing you well as you adjust to life with 3.