So cute! She has some amazing hair already!
~Joy~ DS1-8/5/05, DS2-10/18/10 (VBAC#1), DS3- 4/11/12 (VBAC#2!)
she is so beautiful! LOVE all the dark hair!
She is so beautiful! So petite, delicate and lovely. Congratulations!
I finally got Lily's birth story typed up. I feel like I have been living in a vacuum for the past week. It's rather long so I will put it in more than one post.
Lily's Birth Story
Thursday morning (9/2/10) I had an appointment for a BPP and NST because I was postdates (grrrr). The Doctor said my fluids were on the low side, which I call BS to - my AFI was 6.5 and the baby's bladder was totally full. The baby looked fine otherwise and did fine on the NST. The doctor said she would do me a favor and just have me come back on Monday am and go up to L&D for another BPP/NST (um, how is that doing me a favor?) and then we would go from there. Now these are the hospital doctors that you have to use if you want to deliver at the birth center, not my midwife. She said she would call my midwife and discuss it with her, then I could talk to the midwife on Friday to go over the options. I knew it was just stupid policies and that if I didn't go into labor by Saturday night I wouldn't be able to go to the birth center anyway. I just decided not to fight with the doctor about it and just talk to the midwife later or Friday. Michael and I decided we would walk a lot and go get some spicy food for lunch just to see if that would help. I went to the bathroom before leaving the hospital and noticed I was spotting - I knew this was a good sign so I was pretty excited.
We went to Chelsea Market for lunch at the Thai place there - I had really spicy green curry tofu hoping it would help (even if it didn't get labor going at least it was really yummy). We walked a lot after that, Michael went for a haircut and then I walked to the acupuncturist. I also set up a prenatal shiatsu massage for Friday morning, hoping that between her and my acupuncturist, someone could get some real contractions going.
I had eggplant for dinner (not eggplant parmesan like some places swear by, but it had all the components) and just tried to rest. Around 9pm we decided to double check the hospital bag to make sure everything was there, but I needed to go to the bathroom first - I stood up and felt a little goopy, oozy gush and thought I was losing plug. Next thing I know, I am dripping all over the floor and down my legs. It didn't register right away that my water broke, I thought I had peed on myself. Michael kept saying I think your water broke, and I kept telling him I wasn't truly sure. I called the midwife because I wasn't sure and I had no real contractions going on. While I was waiting for her to call back, I called my mom & sister to let them know what was going on.
Sylvie called back and wanted me to have something sweet to drink because I noticed that Lily's movements had decreased as soon as my water broke. I would call her back in about 30 minutes. Michael went to the diner down the street to get me a chocolate malted since we didn't have anything sweet in the house. The malted was really good at first but then it started to make me so sick. The baby still wasn't moving around as much (and right before my water broke she was all over the place) so Sylvie wanted me to go up to L&D to get checked.
We started running around getting stuff together incase we needed to stay, which was really a pain and hard for me. Michael walked the dog and my cousin called me wanting to know what she could do to help - she lives 7 hours away from us though. It made me laugh but I really couldn't concentrate on a conversation with her. Michael came back in and took the phone away and finished packing the stuff. I listened to the fear clearing on the way there. I waited a while but finally was checked, my water definitely broke and the baby looked perfect - she had turned into a different position though and it made her movements hard to feel. The doctor also told me that my AFI was around 8 - with my water already broken - I guess the doctor was wrong earlier. I wouldn't let them do a VE and since my contractions weren't very impressive, they sent us home. We had the worst cab ride home (sometimes living in NYC is lousy).
Once home, we got a little sleep - I woke up around 4:30 with some contractions, but was able to get back to sleep until around 6 am when I woke up pretty uncomfortable and couldn't get back to sleep. I tried timing my contractions but I hated the app I had downloaded and they weren't really regular enough to bother. I woke Michael up around 7am.
Around 7:30 I called the midwife to let her know that I still wasn't having very regular contractions. We discussed the options that I had. Since my water broke but wasn't really in active labor the choices seemed lousy - 1. I could wait and see what my body did on its own, but I had a clock on me - if I wasn't really in active labor by that evening they would make me go in an get induced. 2. I could go in for cervidil and see if that alone was enough, but since that would be 12 hours out of my day and no guarantee that I would be in active labor so a pit induction was possible after that as well. The third choice was castor oil which was the most likely to get me into active labor, but would probably be pretty miserable. We discussed all of them and I discussed it with Michael and in the end we opted for the castor oil. Michael went out to get castor oil and some food, I called my mom who was going to drive down (it was a 2 hour drive). It was around 8 am and I was starting to feel nauseous. I wound up throwing up a little (I think it was a little combo of not enough food and nerves).
I drank the castor oil around 9 am (YUCK) I mixed it with V8 because I didn't have anything else in the house, it was so vile. I tried to eat the bagel Michael brought back, but I had no appetite anymore. We showered around 9:30 and just tried to rest. I started having more regular contractions around 10:30 or 11:00 so we started to track them better. We did a few of the hypnobabies scripts and I think I actually was able to sleep in between contractions. My time line gets a little fuzzy here - I know my mom showed up and the cramps/diarrhea hit before noon - it was really hot in my apartment and my mom & Michael took turns putting cool compresses on my head and neck while I was in the bathroom. I felt way better on all fours on the floor during contractions, but it was really hard to get there quick enough. I was back and forth between my bedroom with the air conditioning (where I would wind up freezing and covered under the blankets) and the bathroom until around 2:30 or so. At that point the contractions seemed to intensify and get closer together (between 1-3 minutes) and I began to feel a little pushy. I also knew that if we didn't leave right away I would not survive the car ride. We called the midwife (Roseanne had come on in the AM) and told her how I was feeling, she said to leave and we would meet at the birth center by 4. We got in the car and it was the most torturous ride of my life… there was quite a bit of traffic (between it being around 3pm on Friday and Labor day weekend it was inevitable). I was so miserable and convinced that I was going to give birth in the car. We finally got there around 3:45 and the nurse told us that the midwife wasn't there yet. She seemed worried that Roseanne wouldn't get there in time because of the way I came in moaning and wanting to push. She got me in a room and after I went to the bathroom hooked me up to the monitors. At least I didn't have to get on the bed and was able to be on all 4s on the floor. It was still a nightmare.
Roseanne got there when I was on the monitor and got me up on the bed to check me - 8 cm! I wanted to get in the tub, so Laurie (the nurse) started to fill it up for me while I went back to the bathroom. As soon as it was full I got in and they turned on the jets - I was so happy - it felt awesome! I was getting really miserable during every contraction now and having a really hard time using Hypnobabies effectively, but Michael kept doing the relax cue and feeling his hand on my shoulder and hearing his voice was really comforting. At some point I started pushing involuntarily in the tub and they had me get out (I hate that you can't give birth in a tub) and moved me to the bed.They checked me again and I was a 10 - it was around 5:30 - 5:45. I tried a few "test pushes" on all fours and then I started feeling really sick and threw up a few times. After that I was able to push again, i pushed in several different positions, on all fours, on my side and finally using a wedge to lean against. I felt like I was pushing forever and was feeling a bit like it was never going to happen - the nurse got a mirror so I could see for a bit to keep me motivated. There came a point where I wasn't stretching or tearing, despite everything the m/w was doing, so the she asked if it would be okay to give a tiny snip - I wanted to try a little longer to see if something would change - she agreed to let me after checking the babies heart with the doppler. It still hadn't changed ten minutes later, so I agreed to let her snip. Right after that, her head was out and as her shoulders came out I was able to reach down and grab her and pull her up onto my chest. It was amazing! It was 6:59 pm and Lily Antonia Louise was born, she was 6lbs, 15oz. and 20 inches long. We waited for the cord to stop pulsing before Michael cut it. I needed a shot of pit afterwards because I was bleeding a lot and my uterus wasn't contracting. Lily hadn't tried to nurse yet - she was just lying on my chest looking around. We spent a lot of time in awe of her and the whole experience while Roseanne stitched me up. They moved her off my chest after about an hour to give her the erythromycin (I am severely allergic to it so they couldn't do it on me), The nurse was great - according to Michael, he doesn't think she actually touched her eyes with it.
Breastfeeding was kind of rough the first night, Lily was kind of a lazy latcher/sucker but we kept at it all night (in between phone calls and food). The nurses were great, apparently the head nurse is an LC and provide all of the BC nurses with a lot of support and training. Our nurse spent about 45 minutes with me at 4 am trying to help us. We are still working on it, but it is definitely getting better. We were released the next afternoon and have spent the past week just adjusting to life as parents. It's been exhausting, but totally amazing. I am just completely in love with her and being a mom.
I am feeling really good - I have some nasty hemis, but my mood is great (I was really worried) after a few days of feeling a little roller coastery. I had my placenta encapsulated and started taking it a few days ago - I think it is making a difference. It also helps that I have had a few stretches of 3 hour sleeps over night (not every night, but still, it helps).
Lily had a weight check yesterday and is now 7lbs. SHe was 6lbs 8oz. last Tuesday @her first appointment. She's getting big so quick. I asked her pediatrician about the growth charts they use and they are still using the CDC charts. I brought up the recommendation that Jade posted about in her thread - she made some excuses as to why they don't use the WHO one. I am not totally in love with this ped that we chose. We have very limited options because we are not planning on vaxing... at least not at this point, and almost all of the doctors here won't keep patients who don't vax.
We are going to be using a second ped, he is an integrative pediatrician and is AMAZING. I would love to use him for everything, but he is in another state and doesn't take insurance so we can't use him regularly. He is our ideal doctor for Lily though.
My sister is flying in today - I'm excited but it will be a lot having both her and my mom here for the week.
Great birth story! TFS! I'm glad that option 1 and 2 didn't have to be used and that things got going on their own after a little option 3. That is horrible that the docs. in your area won't keep patients that don't vax.
~Joy~ DS1-8/5/05, DS2-10/18/10 (VBAC#1), DS3- 4/11/12 (VBAC#2!)