Bennett's Story (From facebook, per Britta's permission):
Originally Posted by d.r.BrittaJust FYI if you're easily grossed out you may not want to read this.
On Thursday, Dec 2, I had my NST and appointment with my OB. I would've had an AFI (ultra sound where they measure amniotic fluid levels to make sure they're not too low or too high) but I had seen Maternal Fetal Medicine the day before and along with the growth ultra sound (in which he was measuring 8 lbs 4 oz) they did the AFI which was at 15, so that was normal.
I had been checked previously (at my 36 week appt) to see if I was dilated. I had asked her not to tell me how much, just if. At that appt she had said I was dilated. So I knew that at this appt I could get my membranes stripped. So, I asked her to do that. She checked me and before I could tell her that I didn't want to know how dilated I was she shouted "Wow! You're 4 cm dilated. That's a LOT of progress". She stripped my membranes and then asked me if I'd ever had my water break. I told her that it had with my first baby. She said that my bag was REALLY bulgy and that she wouldn't be surprised if it broke. She sent me home.
I had lots of bleeding and mucous the rest of that day and some contractions, but nothing really more than usual. I hoped I would wake in labor that night and actually had some anxiety about my water breaking in my bed and ruining my mattress.
I woke very disappointed. But I determined that it would be a good day because my friend was coming with her two boys and the kids would have fun. I took a nap on the couch and had some contractions and some lower back pain, but I could still sleep through it so I just figured it was my body being annoying as usual. She came and we had a good time. She was so helpful! She made mac and cheese for the kids and cleaned up from lunch. It was so kind of her! During the time she was here I had some more contractions that were a little bit more consistently painful, but nothing like I remembered labor being like, so I figured it was just more of the same old irritable uterus. My mom came over and then my friend and her boys left.
I was feeling a bit discouraged by this point. I felt nervous that I couldn't get a hold of DH (his phone had died after he arrived at work that morning) and that he was 30 minutes away, I had no car and the hospital was 40 minutes away. I was afraid my water would break or that labor would happen quickly as it had for my aunt.
I went upstairs to try to find a way to get a hold of DH just so I knew how to reach him. While looking stuff up, I chatted with my other friend who suggested that perhaps I should just go to the hospital and see if they'd admit me since I was having regular contractions and was 4 cm with a bulging bag. I decided this was better than waiting around for nothing and that since she is a doula she knows a bit of what she's talking about
I finally texted DH's coworker who then had him call me. I told him that plan and he started heading home.
While I waited for him to get home I worked on peeling wall paper on the stairs with my mom. When DH got home he found it a bit comical that I was peeling wall paper while "in labor". But I was convinced I wasn't in labor and they were going to send me home because it wasn't nearly as painful as I remembered.
When I got to the hospital (around 2:30P) they did all the admitting and monitoring and stuff and then they checked me. I was almost 5cm. So, they admitted me. My contractions were coming every 3 minutes. I knew that I wanted an epidural and so I requested one and got one nearly right away. (it was in at around 3:15)
It was so nice to be able to hold still through them putting the epidural in. That was the first time. I was really feeling quite happy about labor by this point. I was able to chat and talk through contractions which I'd never been able to do in the past.
Once the epidural was in I relaxed and enjoyed being with him in the quiet of our hospital room. But the epidural stopped my contractions. Nearly completely. So, once the doctor came in (who was very friendly and I liked her a LOT) she broke my water That was around 5:30P. I sat straight up in bed in "indian style" position. Not sure the technical term for it, but that's what we called it in Elementary school when I was young. I knew that that position brought my most strong contractions before, so I figured it would help this time. I was surprised at my control and strength with the epidural. I was right and it brought my contractions to maybe every 1.5 mins?
At 6:30 I started feeling a little bit "pushy" so I asked to be checked. I was at 7cm at that point. I tried to relax, but shortly after she checked me I started feeling like I had to poop. I thought well, since I was just checked and was only a 7 I just must need to poop and that was all. So I didn't say anything. Finally a nurse came in the room, so I told her that I wasn't sure but that I might need to be checked because I was feeling a little bit pushy still. Since I was so calm they took their time.
My nurse came in and pulled the blanket back and said: "Um, YES you're ready. You have pooped, and there's the baby's head!" So embarrassing! That was at 7:30
By this time I could feel the contractions fully. I was surprised. I thought they would be the most painful at all but the only thing about them I could think was just PUSH. They kept telling me that the doctor was on her way up from the cafeteria and not to push. But it was really difficult. My legs were shaking with the effort not to push. A midwife came into the room just in case and said that she was going to grab gloves because every time she did the ob would rush in the room. Just as she grabbed gloves Dr. R rushed in. They suited up and told me that if I felt like pushing i could. The minute they said this I pushed. His head was out after one push.
Next his shoulders got stuck. I'm not really sure what was going on but it hurt like CRAZY in my hips and pelvic bone. They kept telling me not to push (because he was stuck) but that's all i wanted to do and it hurt to not do so. Finally i felt a pop in both my hips and then they told me I could push. I did and he was out. DH caught him. After he came out there was a HUGE GUSH of fluids that sprayed all over the doctor's shoes. For some reason I had a TON of amniotic fluid behind him that shot out after he was out.
They placed him on my chest and DH and the doctor cut/clamped the umbilical cord. He was blue in his hands and feet, but he was beautiful. He felt really solid and we thought for sure he was going to weigh a lot.
My placenta struggled a bit to come out and I had a lot of bleeding...they gave me some pitocin and massaged my uterus a lot, and eventually got it all under control. Once I was well managed they weighed Bennett. Imagine our surprise when he was only 1 oz heavier than my biggest baby! He weighed 7 lbs 14 oz. He was 20 inches long and his apgars were 8 and 9. After that they placed him back on my chest and he was licking his lips and rooting. So, I nursed him. He latched right on with no difficulties and nursed for like 30 minutes.
He really is great!
PS. The reason that I think labor was less painful this time is because DS1 was facing sunny side up, giving me horrible back labor on top of labor pains. I think if I'd waited for my labor to get that intense with Bennett, I might have had a baby at home....
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Emma's Birth Story:
Originally Posted by bonnemamanEmma was born on December 7th at 1h50 am, in the middle of a snowstorm in Montreal.
She is 7 pounds 12 onces, 50 cm long and absolutely amazing!
Quite an easy birth:
Contractions started at 6h15 pm, not regular but quite painfull. So we arrived at the hospital at 9h30 pm (the roads were horrible because of the weather). I got checked right away at was already at 7 cm. I had to decide right then if i wanted and epidural otherwise it would be too late to get one so I said: YES PLEASE!
I pushed for 14 minutes and she was born at 12h50 am. Her APGAR were 9 - 9 - 9. I barely had a 1 cm tear and this has been my easiest recovery yet!
She is a great nurser but we had a night from hell the 2nd day: she nursed non stop from 9 pm to 4 am. But she was 'ordering' her food because my milk came in right away.
She is a great baby, never cries and sleeps well. I am so in love with her!!!
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Kendra's Birth Story:
Originally Posted by Ceece911At my 37 week appointment last Tuesday the OB did a check and my cervix was high and closed. 2 days later I noticed I was starting to lose my mucus plug. Had an appointment Friday for a NST because of low fluid levels, baby was doing fine so they wasn't worried about it. I made my next appointment for Wednesday. Sunday I woke up to cramping, a few mild contractions, and light spotting. The contractions faded away after about 2 hours and the cramping and spotting lasted through the day. Monday was more of the same. By Tuesday it all went away, but I noticed my system was starting to "clean" itself out. Then on Wednesday I woke up to more contractions and even heavier spotting. If I didn't have an appointment, then I would have been making my way to the ER, but I figured by the time I get ready it would be time for my appointment which was at 10:30 and I could just see my OB. I told DH when I got up that I think today maybe the day, so I had him to get DS bag ready and I called my mom to let her know. We left the house at about 9:45 and I was tracking my contractions on my ipod app, they were about 6 mins apart. By the time we dropped DS off and got to the appointment they were about 4 mins apart. I told the nurse that I thought I was in labor and she gave me this look like she didn't believe me, but she immediately put me in a room and told my OB. My OB came in and checked, I was 4 cm and indeed in labor, the nurse looked shocked, I guess it was because I was so calm. They paged L&D to come and get me while DH was sent down to admitting to complete the rest of my registration. Went to L&D, got hooked up to the monitors, contractions were about 3 mins apart, they gave some meds in the IV which took the edge off of the contractions. After that I lost track of time. I did request an epi so the anesthesiologist arrived about an hour later. It took him about 45 mins to get the epi in place because I had back surgery when I was 14. The OB came in around 3:00 to break my water, as soon as she started walking to wards the bed, my water broke, lol. She said that was easy. She went back to her office to see the rest of her appointments. Around 4:45 she called the RN and asked her to check me again. I was fully dilated, she instructed the RN to do a few test pushes on the next few contractions. I pushed on the next contraction and the nursed yelled for me to stop half way through. She said one more push like that and the baby would be here. She got the OB on the phone told her to come over asap. OB came in, I pushed trough one contraction and on the next one Kendra Alexis M**** was born @ 4:54PM. 6lbs 8oz. We were released Friday and everything is going good.
Here's the crazy thing, this birth story is almost the exact same as DS. I had an appointment, went in, OB said I was 4 cm, wheeled over to L&D, epi, water broke, out came DS in 2 pushes. In about the same amount of time.
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Originally Posted by Jenny BellaFirst lets start thing off by correcting myself on my baby arrival post. My phone accidently put 1 too many r's in her name lol It's spelt Arianna. Silly phone. Okay now that we're good let's start the story!!
So it started off with the doc putting my into labor accidently at my 39 week appointment on the morning of the 7th. Prob sometime around 11am my contractions started. Although I wasn't sure at the time if they were real contractions or not. So we go home and I get a couple more there. Six or so mins apart each. My boyfriend had to go to work so I told him I would call him if my water broke. I keep getting more during the day and end up calling my mom at work. She told me it sounded like labor so she left work and came over to my place and started keeping track of the times...how far apart they were and how long they were. She stayed with me until about 7:30 at night when my boyfriend came home from work.
We ended up going to the hospital around 11:30 that night to see how far dilated I was after all this time.
Once we get there they tell me i gotta do a urine test and i notice some show. They say thats a good sign so im thinking okay good. Gotta be getting closer. They check me and I only dilated 1cm since 11am!! But on the plus side they said I am 100% effaced so all thats left is to dilate. I was told that I couldn't be put into a room yet but I could stay there and wait an hour....if I dilated 1 more cm in that hour then they would move me to a room. So we stayed. The contractions were getting so much stronger. The hour went by and they checked me again. I had done the 1 cm so I was moved to a room.
I got a very very nice nurse for my whole labor and delivery which made this process go by a lot more better. I told her and the other nurses that I really wanted to try and do this without any drugs. They were very supportive. When my nurse went on her break she made it very clear to the new nurses that i wanted a drug free birth and told them not to give me anything. lol. It started getting more painful but more back labor that was hurting so much. I went into the bath tub to try and ease it. It felt nice for a bit until i got another contraction. You def get used to strangers seeing you naked without caring at all when you're in that much pain lol. After a while in the bath and leaning over a ball I start feeling the need to push. They tell me I cant yet. I go through a couple more contractions with the urge to push getting stronger. I go over to the toilet to see if I could release anything without pushing too much. Well that didn't last long! The nurse said when im at the peak of my next contraction to push. The head is about the come out.
This hurts like hell and I tell her and my boyfriend that I don't think I could do it (lol Don't most people say that?) Next contraction I push again a couple times and can feel the head half way out. The nurse freaks and tells me to stop pushing cause the doctor isn't there lol She runs and pushes the call button then her and my boyfriend help me over to the side of my bed. Another contraction and I push some more. The doc comes in and the get my on the bed. After that I pushed 2 more times and her head came out and the rest of her body felt like nothing! I've never screamed that loud before. But once I saw her it all went away and the crying started. She is the most beautiful baby i've ever seen! Apparently I ripped but not too much. Couldn't feel it then but can now in recovery mode lol Anyways...ended up doing the whole thing with no drugs and got a wonderful baby girl! 7 lbs 6 oz. Both of us very healthy. Here are some pictures....
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Birth Story of Amelia Jean:
Originally Posted by auntiex11Amelia Jean was born 12/13/10 @ 12:49 PM after a dramatic delivery.
We arrived at 7 am for our check in time. By 7:30, the nurses had the pitocin going. I was at about 3 as I had been at my appt a week ago. At a little after 9 my Dr came in (I found out she was NOT on call - she scheduled my induction and had me as her patient just for me!) and she broke my water. I was between 3 and 4. There was muconium (sp?) in the fluid so they just were aware of that. At around 9:30 or 9:45 I asked for my IV meds. Those kicked in pretty fast. I was having a lot of pressure in my abdomen (nothing in my stomach). Around 10:20 I told the nurse I may be ready for an epidural - she checked me and I was at about 7 - she called the guy right away. While we were waiting for him she was telling me that I needed to be on my side, there were some issues with her heartbeat. It was hard because I had so many wires and stuff. She did an ultrasound to see where the head was and seemed a little panicky but we waited for the epi and he gave that to me. He left and I was on my right side and after a bit the nurse comes in and says "I need you on your hands and knees now!" They threw an oxygen mask on me. DH heard them call the Dr and Dr called back and they picked up the phone and just said "We need you here now, heart rate is 80). About 5 min later my Dr was running in the room out of breath.
They got me back onto my back and said I was at 10 but I felt pressure but not a lot of pushing reaction. Dr looked at the monitor and told me to try some pushes. She said "You are REALLY backed up. Your colon is basically blocking the baby from coming out." Baby was so high and not dropping. She said you are going to have to poop. So she had me push. The minute I pooped she said baby dropped. AND her heartbeat was back to normal. I was pushing and pushing and baby was upside down. She flipped - which HURT!!!! - and in a few more pushes she was out. I pushed maybe 30 minutes (felt like 5).
I had only a first degree tear inside. I am healing a LOT better than I did with my son.
The whole thing was 5 hours from start to finish. We could not believe it. It was 16 for my son. I am glad the epi was only in for less than 2 hours. I was worried though I was going to have to do it w/o meds. The nurse told me my championship pushing is what saved me from a c-section, basically. I am proud of myself for pushing like I did, especially because I think I had TOO much in my epi and could barely feel myself pushing.
She is gorgeous, I will get a pic up soon. Full head of dark hair She looks like her brother. He will meet her tomorrow. I am so in love!
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Birth Story of Austin Bentley:
Originally Posted by Weimerbaby1I went in to be induced on Monday 12/6. I went in at 7:30 am to get everything started. My nurse came in and wanted to get the IV started. To say the least she was not able to get it done nor another nurse. The 3rd and last nurse on that morning came in to try and after 3 sticks the 4 one was a good one. I looked like my hands had been run over. The Dr came in around 9 to check me and see where I was. I had actually come in at 1 cm and about 75% effaced, so at least had started on my own. The potocin did it's job. It got my contractions to 6 in 10 mins. they weren't super strong or too strong to get an epi. So I hung out in bed and got up and went to bathroom a lot and got on the ball a little just to give my self a little relief.
My Dr was going to come back in at the end of her day before going home to check me and get to break my water. She came in around 6 and I was still just a 1. She still tried to get to my water but was unable to wiggle the stick around her finger to get to the water. So she waited on that and said she would break it in the morning and she would be there before her office hours. Unless I was able to move fast along before that. She was on call so hoping to progress through out the night.
I made it until around 11 that night and decided I wanted an epi before the anesthesiologist went home for the night. She made it there around 12:30 to give me the epi. The epi worked right away and was great. I laid down and tried to get some sleep. Of course you know nurse comes in every hour to check on you.
The Dr came back in around 9 to check me and get my water to break. I was a full 2 almost 3. She got in there and broke my water. My water was clear and looking good. At that point I was also a full 3 almost instant and was also at 80% effaced. My Dr was good with me going cause the baby's heart beat was good and neither of us was having any problems at all. She was going to come back in around noon to check on me and see if I was dilating anymore.
At around 12 or so Dr came in and check and I was a 4 (happy there felt like good progress). She said that as long as I was progressing that the baby was doing well she let me keep going. She had to nurse check me at 2 to see where I was and I was a 5 so again plus for progress. She then wanted them to check me at 4 to see if I had progressed and at this point knowing as soon as I stop progressing we would have to do a c-section. The nurse checked me at 4 and again I was only 5 cm dilated and did not progress at all. She also said that she could feel that the baby was molding which ment he was low but just was not able to fit and I wasn't able dilated at all. So every jumped into c-section time and getting me ready and everyone called.
I was prepped and in the OR within 30 mins from last being checked. They got me numbed up and prepped and Austin Bentley was born at 5:47. He came out screaming his head off and looked amazing. His color and everything was really good. His apgar was 8 and 9. The 8 was mainly cause his hands and feet were a little blue.
So if you have read this long.. Long story short.. After 32 hours of labor, c-section Austin Bentley was born at 5:47 pm. Healthy and amazing. We had to stay in the hospital for 3 days so we didn't get out until Friday afternoon. Sorry his birth story has taken so long to update everyone.
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Nora's Birth Story
Originally Posted by kayesOn Saturday, we were at home relaxing and I began having contractions at about 3 in the afternoon. They were getting progressively stronger and closer together, so at about 7:30, we called my brother so he could stay at the house with Malcolm while we went in to the hospital. The contractions had been about 5 minutes apart for an hour and a half, and while they weren't super strong yet, my husband (and I, really) was paranoid because of my close friend who had just recently had an accidental unassisted homebirth in her bathroom with her second child. Yikes!
So, we headed in and were settled in at about 9pm. We walked around the halls for a while to try and get things moving a bit faster, but when I was checked at about 11:15 there hadn't been much dilation or cervical change. We were given the choice between heading home, walking around some more, or adding some pitocin to the mix. Since I hadn't had any issue with pit last time, and I was pretty tired after contracting all day and walking the halls, I chose the pitocin.
We started that up, and it definitely got things moving again. I got my epidural at about 2:15 am. At about 3:30, I was dilated to a 6 and the doctor broke my water. That was clearly all Nora had been waiting for, since at 3:50 I mentioned to the nurse that I was feeling a lot of pressure. She started to check me, and then hurried to get the doctor upstairs because there was a baby head there. She couldn't even have me put my legs in the stirrups before he was in position because she was worried the baby would slide out on its own.
He was finally ready, I got in position, and he told me to push with the next contraction. Almost as soon as I started, he told me to stop, and Miss Nora made her way out at exactly 4am, 12/12/10.
She is so tiny, it is kind of hilarious to me! Malcolm was so big from the start, it is a strange adjustment. She is perfect, and very pretty. I am so in love, and can't believe it was a girl! Very exciting.
Malcolm is at daycare today, so DH and I are home alone with Nora. Malcolm absolutely adores Nora, he loves to stare at her and try to pet her. One of the first things he said once we were all home together was to ask if he could give her a smooch! So sweet. But it is a lot more restful to just be home with a newborn and not have to worry about protecting her from her loving brother. It is also hard not to be able to pick him up like I'm used to. Ah well, we will adjust.
Birth Story of Jeremiah Dean
Originally Posted by EmilyC3I had my 39 week appointment (even though I was 38 weeks 6 days) with my regular OB at 1:40 pm on Thursday, December 9. The 9th and 10th of every month are extremely busy days for my mom at work so I said I would just go ahead and bring Gwendolyn to my OB appt with me. I figured it would be very uneventful and she would do a check and tell me I was still 1 cm and that everything sounded/looked great. We get there and get checked in etc. and when my doc came in she went to listen to the baby’s heart beat with her doppler. She was having a hard time finding the heartbeat and thought that her doppler might be messed up. When she did finally find it she said that it was a little lower than she liked it to be (didn’t think to even ask how low, I personally just thought it was her Doppler being messed up) and she wanted to do a NST just to be sure. She went ahead and checked me and I was still 1 cm and baby was pretty high up but my cervix was soft. I was put in this tiny closet of a room and hooked up to the fetal and contraction monitors and I had to lay on my back fully reclined in this recliner. I normally would’ve enjoyed the rest…..but Gweny was with me and causing all kinds of problems, trying to crawl up in the recliner with me, touch the computer, take everything out of the diaper bag. They monitored the baby for 20 mins and then doctor came in and told me that the baby had some pretty significant decels in his heart rate so she was sending someone down from Labor and Delivery right away because I was going to have the baby today! I totally start freaking out! I had my moms car so she was stuck at work and I had Gweny there with me. To top it all off she decided to poop and was crying because she pooped and I couldn’t change her. I finally got ahold of my mom and my sister was able to go get her and bring her over. I got up to L&D around 3:30 pm and they got me all hooked up to everything and started pitocin for the induction at 4:15. I was checked at 6:45 and I was only 2 cm and again an hour later and I was still at 2, so I had a feeling this was going to be a long night.
DH is quite a few time zones ahead of us so I had to wait a few hours before calling him so he would be awake. I didn’t want him getting woken up in the middle of the night and worrying all night for no reason since I was not progressing very fast. I got ahold of him at 10:30 and let him know what was going on. Checked again at 12:30 am….3 cm, again at 2:30…still 3. When the nurse checked me at 5:30 I was still only 3 cms but very close to 4. They called my doc and she said not to do anything else to me because she had surgery at 8 and didn’t want anything to happen while she was in surgery. At 9 I got an epi and then they broke my water at 9:40. From there things went very quickly:
11:20 5 cms and baby was low
11:49 6 cms
12:20 9 cms
When I hit 9 they called my doctor and started getting stuff set up. I was having a hard time keeping my blood pressure up so my epi was not full strength and I could definitely tell that at this time! After every contraction I could feel more pressure to push. I kept telling the nurses that I could reeeeeaaaaallllly feel everything and that I thought he was going to come out because it felt like he was crowning. Sure enough, the next contraction my nurse looked down and said “There’s his head!” About that time 3 other nurses come running over and out he came! Jeremiah Dean Jr was born at 12:44 pm on December 10. He weighed 7 lbs and 7 oz and was 20 ¼ inches long. I had been emailing back and forth with Jerry on my phone all night/morning long and my mom called him a few minutes before JD came out so he was on the phone and got to hear the whole thing! I had my mom take some pics with my phone and we were immediately able to email them so he was constantly up to speed with what was going on. We found out that the cord was wrapped around his neck and that is what was causing all the heart rate decels. He is such a sweet baby and doesn’t really even cry unless he is nekked or
Marshall's Birth Story
Originally Posted by HopefullySoonOn 11/15 I went in to the high risk doc for my weekly sono and it showed my water was a little low (for about a month or 2 before it had
been consistently on the low side of normal), so the doc told me to come back in on Thursday 11/18. Normal range is between 10-24 and on 11/15 mine was 9.8. I went back on 11/18 and it had gone down even more and was a 5. My high risk doc immediately went to call my regular doc and recommended delivery. I was 36weeks, 6 days.. The high risk doc told me to call my regular doc and schedule something to get in to see them. By the time I got out to my car my OB had called and left me a message to call them back. I called and talked to the nurse who said they wanted me to wait till the next day at 9am to come in for a NST. obviously I was kinda freaked out at this point and didn't get why they wanted me to wait a whole another day, but the nurse said the doctor thought it was ok to wait. SO I go back to work and an hour later just wasn't happy with the whole situation so i called the nurse back and told her i wanted to talk to the doctor. The doc on call called me back and basically said it was ok to wait, blah blah blah. I reminded him of my loss I had at full term last time and that I wasn't down with taking chances. He brushed me off like some doctors tend to do and told me he wanted to try to wait another week to do the csection. Well I left work after that and stopped at my mom's house for a nap on the way home. I had the worst cold and cough ever and was feeling like complete crap. Anyhow, while I was taking a nap my DH and my mom talked for a long time and they decided that I was going to the hospital when I got up. DH was basically freaking out (he doesn't freak out but I could tell he wasn't going to be happy with me not going in) so I told him that he was welcome to call and talk to the doctor. He called and actually got the OB that I normally see and was scheduled to have the csection with. She told him to have me come and and was also concerned with the low level of my amniotic fluid and wanted to at least monitor me. SO off to the hospital I went. They admitted me, hooked me up to the monitors and everything with baby looked great. My mom was with me and DH was home with Z waiting for his parents to come babysit. The doc came in, told me she was glad I came in, said the baby looked good and she wanted to go ahead with the csection then. she said the baby may have some small breathing problems, but right now if he was born he would have a heartbeat. She said how dangerous it was to have such low fluid, etc etc and she was nervous to send me home and take the chance especially with my history. So I decided to have the baby then. I called DH and told him to hurry the heck up! He was there about 30 mins later.
I was so nervous I can't even tell you. The last csection was way traumatic to say the least. Anyhow, they brought me back, did the spinal and got me numb, the prepped me. By this point i felt like I was going to freak out and that I was going to puke. Finally they let DH in the room and it was such a relief...he winked at me and his silliness helped ease the tension I was feeling. He said we should say some prayers...so that's exactly what we did until we heard the most beautiful wonderful sound in the entire world, our son's first cry. So amazing. Words can't even describe. They showed him to me, DH held him, then they brought him to the nursery.
DH went with baby and I went to the recovery room where my mom and one of my sisters were waiting. Everything was great for about 2 hours when Marshall's breathing started getting fast and labored. There are way too many details to write, but basically they ended up having to put him on a ventilator within about 12 hours and diagnosed him with PPHN (Persistent pulmonary hypertension of the newborn). He only got worse so they had to transfer to him to a bigger hospital, this was about 24 hours after he was born. He was very bad off, i cant even tell you how scary it was seeing him that way. Even thinking about it makes my blood run cold. So they got him to the other hospital and put him on nitric oxide and at this point he was sedated, was on antibotics and on bp meds. At one point he had an umbilical line iv, 2 other ivs, a picc line, a feeding tube and the ventilator, at least 8 med lines plus his fluids. He was almost transferred to Children's hospital in DC to be put on the heart/lung bypass machine, but right before, on about the 6th or 7th day he started getting slightly better so he avoided that (thank God).
I think it was the 7th day that they started very slowly trying to wean him off the meds, oxygen and nitric. He had many ups and downs but by the 9th day he was feisty enough that he pulled out the ventilator himself. They left it out and just gave him the forced oxygen thing in his nose (he had that another 4 days). I finally got to hold him for the fisrt time on the 9th day after he was born. The next day, on Thanksgiving, they gave him breastmilk through his feeding tube for the first time and after that everyday he kept improving.
Now all the effects of all the support started showing. His blood pressure went up and that led them to find out that he had a large blood clot in his aorta (it was 1.3cm), right at the branch by his legs, this was a result of having that umbilical iv line in (which did help save his life). He had to be put on blood thinners and the doctor told us that there was a good chance that the clot would break off and cut the circulation off in one of his legs causing him to have to have it amputated (what a freaky thing to have to hear, especially after everything we had already been though in the past 2 weeks). they did another sono about a week later and it showed the clot had dissolved for the most part and was only 2mm, so the threat was basically over. We are still having to give him a shot twice a day (so freaking sad to have to do this to my sweet little baby), but today we had another sono and it showed the clot is completely gone!!!
Another issue from being on the ventilator so long was that he has a cyst on his lung. We have to keep having it monitored and that is the main reason we really have to keep him away from people to make sure he doesn't get sick. They are hoping it clears up on his own.
the last issue we are dealing with is that there was a slight thickening in one of the walls of his heart. They think it's ok but they have to watch it just to make sure it's not a clot (basically bc of his history of the clot)
We finally got to bring him home when he was 3 weeks old. I can't tell you how awesome it was to hold him for the first time without all the tubes and wires and how sweet it is just to have him home. What a scary time it's been. I have a few more gray hairs...that's for sure!
I started pumping right after he was born and on the same day I held him for the first time I also breastfed him for the first time. He nurses like a champ! When I first got him home I was breastfeeding and then offering him a bottle of what I had pumped. Now I'm only giving him a bottle of breastmilk at night. In the next week I am hoping to just be breastfeeding and not having to pump anymore. Pumping sucks big time, but I'm so glad it's worked out so that he would only have breastmilk and not formula.
Here are a few pics of my little munchkin. Oh and btw, he was 5lb 11.4ozs and 18inches when he was born!
Kaitlyn's Birth Story
Originally Posted by Aprila710Monday December 6th, I went in for my 38 week appointment. Everything looked okay except for a slightly elevated blood pressure. The doctor asked me to come back later in the week just to monitor it. On Thursday December 9th, I went back for my 2nd checkup of the week and that’s where the story begins.
I woke up feeling fine that morning, but by the time I got to the doctors office (9:30am), I could tell something was “off”. I felt a dizzy and slightly nauseous like I do when I need to eat. Nurse took my blood pressure, and it was pretty elevated (around 145/108 ) which is very high for me. After laying on my side for a few minutes, it was re-checked and still high. Apparently there was also a little protein in my urine that week, so the doc decided it was time to head to the hospital. She wanted me to be monitored for a little while to see if the blood pressure came down, if not they were going to admit me. Since I’m writing out her birth story, you can see how that worked out.
Just after 12 noon, I was given an L&D room, and after checking with the doctor they let me eat some lunch before administering a misoprostol pill to help ripen my cervix and start contractions. After 6 hours on the misoprostol, I started some decent contractions so they decided to switch to pitocin. I labored on that for a while, and after a few hours decided it was time for an epidural. The doctor came in to check my cervix (4cm) and at that point broke my water. I received the epidural around 10:30pm, and I wish I could say it was a good experience. It was not. The one I received with Colin was like a walk in the park, this one I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. I still have a huge bruise on my back to prove it. Luckily, the medication took effect pretty quickly and I was able to relax for a little while. I remember making it through the 11pm newscast on TV, but sometime during the Tonight Show, I lost all focus.
The contractions were coming pretty quickly and I was having to really breathe through them even with the epidural. I called the nurse and asked to have a cervical check, and maybe a bolus on the epidural because I was in total pain. As soon as I hung up the phone, I started to shake uncontrollably and knew that I was in transition. The nurse had me flip over to my right side (since I had been laying on my left for a while) to see if that helped at all. Two contractions later, the pressure was unbearable, and I was being very vocal about the pain. That’s when the mad rush began. The doc checked my cervix, and Kaitlyn was practically crowning. In about 30 seconds we all managed to get ready to push, and the pushing only lasted about 5 minutes. Kaitlyn Lori arrived at 1:45am on Friday 12/10/10. At a whopping 5lbs, 14oz, she was 2lbs smaller than her big brother, and looks very similar to what he did as a newborn.
We were released from the hospital Saturday afternoon (12/11/10) and were home and settled just in time. That night’s rainstorm became Sunday’s snowstorm, and the weather has been horrible ever since. Luckily we have nothing better to do than stay home and cuddle with our new little angel.