Here are a couple pics from her first few days! Hope you enjoy!
We are doing well. She's breastfeeding which is wonderful and sucks at the same time - my boobs are incredibly engorged and it's semi-painful, but I'm so grateful she can latch and suck properly. Ethan never got the hang of it. she's a great baby, sleeps, feeds and poops for the most part. I love her awake periods, she's so alert and curious! She's sleeping fairly well for 5 days old. Had two periods of 3 hours of sleep last night which felt like a miracle! LOL I'm much revived today and might try to pick things up around the house today - it's a mess! Our friends are coming over tonight and bringing dinner which is wonderful!
Congratulations on the arrival of baby Olivia! She is a doll! It sounds like you had a great birth!
Chase-13, Trey-11, Layton-9, Zander-5, McKay-3, Declan-1, Keely born 9/6/2012
Congratulations! She's beautiful.
big boy 12.8.07 @ 39+2 7lbs 8oz, 20.5" BFed for 13 months
middle boy 8.12.09 @ 39+4 7lbs 9oz, 21" BFed for 13.5 months
little boy 4.26.11 @ 38+4 6lbs 14oz, 19.5" BFed until 26mo and again 30-37mo
baby boy 10.25.13 @ 41+0 8lbs 15oz, 21.5"
8.16.12 & 12.16.12
TTA, but would welcome a surprise
Awww Congrats and those pics are just precious!
congrats on a great birth! She's beautiful!
Tiff + Bobby 8/22/04
Olivia's Birth Story - first attempt
I'll begin with background. I'm a huge believer in letting our bodies do what they need to do during birth. I also really don't like OTC or perscription medications and tend to avoid these in everyday life when I can. My son was born in the hospital and was a no-drug birth with minimal intervention. I did end up with an episiotomy due to fetal heartbeat distress after 2 1/2 hours of pushing. For my daughter's birth I wanted even less intervention. With my son I took a Hypnobabies course and with this second birth I reviewed that information and listened to the CD's on my own at home.
I kept saying to myself that she had to wait until the 5th to be born because I wanted my son to be able to go to my work christmas party. It's a huge family event with petting zoo, food, Santa, free christmas trees, games for the kids etc. The party was on the 4th and we had a wonderful time. I went to sleep that night figuring we still probably had a week or so until my daughter would be born. Well I was wrong!
I woke up on the morning of the 5th around 7:15am. By 7:30am I was feeling moderate contractions. I decided I better get some things done that morning just in case this was her birthday! DH made breakfast and I supervised decorating the Christmas tree. Ethan had a great time taking the ornaments off that he could reach. After the tree I decided a shower was in order. The contractions were still around even though I'd been relaxing and drinking water. They were really irregular, anywhere from 6 minutes to 10 minutes apart at that point. I decided to go upstairs and get some work done to keep me distracted. I kept working until around 11:30 with the contractions still pretty irregular. At that point it was time for Ethan's lunch so I went back downstairs to help with that. DH had been cleaning the house, trying to get rid of his nervous energy! I ate a mozzarella cheese stick but really didn't want anything else for lunch. The contractions started getting closer together 4-5 minutes apart and finally regular. They were also becoming stronger so we decided we should head to the hospital. We called our friends but they were 40 minutes out from our house, so we called our backup, another friend who lives closer and was at home. DH threw the last minute items, my glasses & camera into the hospital bag while we waited for someone to arrive. Ethan finished lunch and we put him down for a nap. He knew something was going on though so didn't nap for more than 30 minutes before he was up. Our friend finally arrived to watch Ethan and I walked to the car between contractions. We headed to the hospital, a 20 minute drive away. The car ride was so uncomfortable. I hate not being able to move around and get into a comfortable position while in the car. I used my hypnobabies training the most during this time.
Once we got to the hospital I checked in a Triage. My bloodpressure was great and I was dialated to 6cm and 100%effaced with -1 station. So our baby still had to descend quite a bit but I was definitly having my baby soon and wouldn't be sent home. I had been diagnosed with GBS+ so the nurse needed to run an IV line for antibiotics. I personally think she was pretty incompetent because the only place she could find to put the IV was in my hand. I give blood all the time and though they sometimes have a little trouble, I've always been able to have the needle in my inner elbow. Anyway, they wanted to run a quick 20 minute fetal heartrate check before "allowing" me upstairs into the Birthing Center as the birthing center only does intermittent monitoring. Well it was awful. They couldn't get the baby's heartrate on the monitor. They'd catch her heartrate around 110, but then it would skip to 220, doubling which is very dangerous if that is what is actually happening. In light of this they decided and I agreed to be checked into a regular delivery room for monitoring. I was starting to freak out, but between DH calming me down and using hypnobabies, I was able to semi-relax by the time we got upstairs. Once we got up there, the room was actually really nice, large and lots of windows and the nursing staff was really nice. The nurse found my baby's heartrate right away and it was perfect, in the 140's. One of the nurses brought me cranberry juice, I relaxed through contractions and we waited for the 20 minute fetal heartrate check. Once it was done, my midwife got everyone together and confirmed I definitly wanted to go to the Birthing Center area, which I did. So we got the IV on a pole and I walked down the hallway to the other area. I had to stop a couple times with contractions and I leaned on DH during them.
Once in the birthing center I decided to get into the tub. The tub felt like heaven! I leaned over the tub on my hands and knees with one arm sticking out because of the IV. I'd say that's the only time I really noticed the IV so it wasn't too bad I guess. I stayed in the tub for awhile. The contractions were getting really tight together and very strong. I was feeling tired and like I couldn't do this anymore. For me that means I'm almost ready to push. I've felt that way with both births. I decided to get out of the tub shortly thereafter. I started to push on the bed on my hands and knees as that felt like the best position for me. At this point it was probably 3:30pm and I'd been labor since 7:30am, so around 8 hours though the contractions had only been strong since 11:30, or 4 hours. I pushed a bit before my midwife asked if I'd like my water broke. At that point, I decided that it was in our best interest, both baby and me to have her water broken since I was ready to push. My midwife broke my water and the urge to push became incredibly strong. I pushed for less than 15 minutes, breathing my baby out which was wonderful compared to what happened with my son. I was trying to go slowly so I wouldn't tear, but my body took over a bit and she came out fast and furious! My daughter arrived at 3:41pm and my midwife slid her underneath my body so I could see her. I rolled over cradling my daughter. She was perfect! Alert, pink, and thrilled to be held by mommy. I held my daughter while my placenta was delivered. My midwife asked if I wanted to see the placenta and I took a look, they are so odd looking but really cool at the same time. I then had to be stiched up as I had tore a bit. Let me tell you, even with a little bit of local pain killer in that area, the stiches hurt worse than birthing my daughter! Crazy I know, but I guess I really do still fear needles just a bit so getting stitched freaks me out more! Anyway, I got stiched up while staring at my daughter in amazement. After that the nurse weighed her, bundled her up and gave her to DH while I got cleaned up a bit. They then left us alone to enjoy our new baby. We decided to name her Olivia Susan. The Susan is after my deceased mother who I felt was watching over us throughout the entire pregnancy.
Overall a pretty good birth. A tad stressful at times, but mostly peaceful and controlled by me. Oh, I did get a full dose of antibiotics in just in time before pushing.
Olivia is a joy. She's a happy baby and at 9 days old is doing wonderfully. We are very blessed to have two wonderful children.
Ethan - June 21, 2009
Olivia - December 5, 2010
5w3d - October/November 2012
My Ovulation Chart
Such a beautiful story! So happy for you!! Glad to hear there is hope for me this second time around. DS was born sunny side up as well and I had terrible back labor with him. I have been assuming that it would mean DD would be as well. Good to know that doesn't have to be the case!
You did a great job - and she is just so beautiful! Congrats!!
Sarah and Dave, married April 8, 2000
DS David Anthony July 14, 2005
DD Teresa Joy "Rese" February 11, 2011
My February Space
What a great story thanks so much for sharing.