I had been admitted the night before to be induced, got zero sleep that night, then laid in bed with instructions not to eat anything while having contractions all day.
The induction medicine made the contractions a thousand times worse, and I asked for the pain medicine IV because I couldn't have the epidural for another three hours.
I asked my grandmother and husband if they can put their hands behind my back and help me sit up and do a crunch, basically so I can push.
Looking back, I honestly don't know how much longer I could have pushed hard enough on my own. I'm glad I trusted my instincts.
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