Okay, now that she's 5 days old - I finally feel like I have time to write this birth story!
Well on Friday I started feeling kinda wet - and I was worried my water was getting a slow leak - but I finally came to the conclusion that it was just increased CM.... and it continued through till labor started. By Saturday I had began to spot pink, and so I knew something was happening, but figured it would still be quite a while since I still felt totally normal and no contractions, etc.... This continued on till Sunday. Then Sunday DH and I decided to run some errands because my sister was coming to stay with us for a week or two and we wanted to go get some groceries so she could help me cook some casseroles while we waited for baby to arrive. I truely believed I'd go overdue (but she was born at exactly 39 weeks).
Sunday mornign I was still spotting, DH and I started making the shopping list and he made a pot of coffee. But the coffee pot decided to not work anymore - and so we also wrote on our list to go to the kitchen/bath shop to get another because we were having a homebirth and figured the MW's might want some coffee...... I called the MW's just to let them know I'd been spotting for a couple days (because just Tuesday when i had seen them, I had no signs of labor at all) but neither of them answered and I decided it wasn't a big deal and I didn't leave a message.
So we went to the store - they didn't have the kind of cofee pot we wanted, and then we went to the grocery store. We got all our groceries and while we were in the check-out line, I felt a little gush of fluid - not much really - so I assumed it was just more CM.... then I got another gush - bigger this time and I began to worry that it was my water that had broken and I knew by how it felt that my pantiliner was now full. But it still wasn't so much fluid that it was dripping or anything and I wasn't totally convinced that it was my water. (this was 3:30pm on Sunday).... So we checked out our groceries - and walked to the parking lot. Dh loaded the groceries in the trunk and I went to sit down in the car, this time another small gush - so I was pretty sure it was my water.... I was wearing a dress and a pair of shorts underneath and by now i could tell some of my shorts were damp. So before we left the parking lot - i called my MW's - but niether of them answered their phones - and I didn't leave messages yet, wanted to see if things would pick up....
So we drove the 30 minutes home - without a coffee pot and DH started noticing I was rubbing my tummy - I told him it was feeling crampy off and on and that I think my water broke a little bit.... so he timed me everytime I held my tummy. I was having contractions every 9-12 minutes and they were lasting about 40 seconds.
So we got home and i just timed my contractions every once and a while. I called my MW back and she answered - I told her that I think my water had broken and the contractions were still spoardic. She told me to call back when they got into a good pattern and were 5 minutes apart. Plus - I never got the GBS test run because I decided I'd want antibiotics regardless at 18-24 hours if my water broke early - positive or not..... which meant I had a time-limit. So the contractions got to about 8 minutes apart and lasting 45-60 seconds. They were annoying - but not painful.
At 8pm, my MW called me back to check on me. She was kinda disappointed to learn that my contractions weren't getting stronger, and sent me out to get some castor oil (because at this point I had to get baby out by 10am Monday - or else my homebirth would have to transfer to hospital...... So DH and I went back out and I sent him in to get the oil, and some rootbeer to make a float with to drink the oil - but the pharmacy didn't have any rootbeer, either did the gas station - so we ended up going back to the grocery store. By now my contractions were 7-8 minutes, but still not strong.
I got home, made myself a rootbeer/castor oil float and just as I finished it, my MW's called back - still not much going on, so they told me to call them in the middle of the night or whenever I needed them to come over for the birth. They also wanted me to try some nipple stimulation to get things going stronger - I tried it, but it didn't help - so I used my electric pump for about 45 minutes - that did nothing either, so around 10pm I went to bed. I slept through my contractions till around 11:45 when I was woken up by cramping and a stronger contraction that lasted almost a minute. I decided it was just gas pain from the castor oil and drifted off back to sleep - but was woken back up with another about 7 minutes later. So I laid there for a third one and finally decided to get out of bed to help things along.
I let DH sleep. At around 2am my contractions started coming every 4 minutes - lasting about 45 seconds - not quite strong enough to need the MW's, but I thought I should call them since they live about an hour from my house... The MW told me to call back when they were painful enough to breathe through them. So I went back to laboring on my ball in the living room and pacing around the house trying to keep the contractions going. DH woke up around 3:30 and checked on me. The MW's called back around 4 and said they were coming over even though they thought it would still be a while. By now I started having several loose stools, which meant the castor oil was working. Just about 4:30 I got sick and threw up - and It made my contractions start coming a bit stronger, but not much. The MW's arrived at 5am. and checked me. I was 3cm and 0 station, and she easily stretched me to 4cm.
The MW's drank tea - and coffee DH made by tea-bag method by tying a coffee filter shut. DH and I walked for a while, I tried more nipple stim in the shower, sat on the birth ball, etc. but nothing seemed to make the contractions much stronger. I did finally get to the point where I had to breathe through them - but still not too bad. All the pain was in my tummy and it felt good to lean forward on DH.
By 9am,. the MW's wanted to go on a walk with us down our 1/4 mile long dirt road. I only had an hour left to get the baby born before being transfered to the hospital. At the end of our walk we talked about what to do - they agreed to let me stay home till 11 if I wanted, just to see, but that it may not be enough time - depending on how my cervix was doing - and the fact that my contractions were still only 4-5 minutes apart. So I decided that they could check me now and if I was not close - I'd go to the hospital to get antibiotics. We thought that if a good doc was on call - that they may just give the antibioitics and I could come back home - but the OB on-call was not willing to do that. So they checked me at 10, and I was 5cm and kinda stretchy, so they figured I would probably be a 6 soon - but that an 11:00 baby didn't look very likely. So we packed up some stuff and the MW drove us to the hospital.
I didn't have a single contraction during the entire 30 minute drive. One of my MW's is actually also a labor and delivery nurse at my hospital - and was due to work her shift that night from 3-11...... so I was lucky that she got to be my "nurse" as well.
Once I got to the hospital, I still had no contractions - and so the MW's went to the cafeteria to get some lunch while I got my antibiotics and was hooked to the monitor for 20 minutes. I took a little cat-nap and finally around 2 my contractions started back up - much stronger now.
The MW'S came back and noticed right away something was different. So they sat with me and DH while I labored. It was so nice having them all there. At 3 one of my MW's (Debbi) left to get her nurse clothes on and sign-in to work. She came back as my nurse and my other MW was still there (Marla) - sorta being my doula (since niether have delievery privleges at the hospital due to policy problems in VA)....
Ever since my contractions started back up at the hospital - It hurt in my tailbone and back a LOT.... and so DH was with me- letting me lean on him, and my MW Marla was putting pressure on my tailbone. It helped - but not much.
At 4pm (24 hour after my water broke) the OB came in. She was not my doctor - but I'd met her before and she was really good (she delivered 2 of my doula clients babies). She checked me and said I was at 7cm.
When she left - I labored by leaning on the birthball that was on the bed and Debbi filled the tub. I got in the tub and tried all sorts of positions to ge comfortable - but the tail-bone labor was too intense, nothing was making it feel better - not even the pressure Marla was doing was helping at all anymore. I was on my hands and knees in the tub for about an hour and then decided to sit - that kinda helped - but by then my contractions were coming with only about 30 seconds between them. They were very intense - and I thought for sure my tailbone was going to break off.....
Debbi came back in and checked me at 5. I was 9cm - almost 10. and I started feeling pushy....So she told me not to push if I could help it.... but by the 3rd contraction I couldn't help it....so the MW checked again and said I was fully dilated - but had a lip of cervix and so she held it back on my next contraction and it went away.
I had about 6 more contractions while in the tub and Marla and DH were rubbing my back and helping me stay focused. The pushing got so strong that I couldn't do anything but push - and it made me push REALLY long (like 30 second long pushes). It was so intense I was worried I wouldn't be able to keep it up. Plus my tailbone was SOOO painful by now! Debbi said that she paged the OB (who had to catch the baby even though I would rather have had Marla or Debbie do it).... and I planned to get out of the tub and be on my hands and knees for pushing, or maybe squatting.... because I knew from research/doula-ing that being on your back/tailbone makes you more likely to tear......
But when I got out of the tub- the only way I could be with those strong pushing contractions was sitting on my tailbone. any other position was terrible. I think it was the counterpressure that made sitting tolerable. The OB came in and watched me push through one contraction - she said I was a great pusher and couldn't believe that I was pushing that hard for 40 seconds or more without taking a break. She kept trying to tell me to do 3-4 pushes per contraction - but I could only ever get 1 or 2 pushes in because they were just SOOOOOOO long and SOOOOO strong that I couldn't have stopped them if I tried.
My sister had been driving all day to VA from GA to be there for us - and she arrived at 5:50pm - and Rosalie was born at 6:04.
I ended up having a 2nd degree tear partially because of my position, and partially because I couldn't ease up on my pushing at all when she was crowning and coming too fast and hard because of how I was pushing - but I couldn't stop when they told me to slow down my pushing.....
Rosalie's apgars were 9 and 9 and she took several tries to start nursing, but now she is really good at it. I think everything went really well! I was so happy to have my 2 MW's, DH and my sister there. And though I was SOOO hoping for a HB etc., I know that I did the best thing because I would have been a worry-wart these first few days if I would not have gotten the antibiotics since my water was broken for so long. I'm really happy about how everything turned out
Here's a couple pictures from the hospital:
If you read all this - you deserve a medal! That was long!!!!!
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ISABEL WAS BORN AT 39 WEEKS, 2 DAYS
I went in on Thursday night (July 26th) for my induction. I got cervidil inserted around 8pm that night. The cervidil caused a lot of painful contractions but other than that didn't work that time... they gave me another dose of cervidil Friday (July 27th) in the afternoon... still nothing.
I got my third dose of cervidil Friday evening and it finally worked. Saturday morning (July 28th) I was having a lot of labor contractions and was dialated to 3cm. So they took the cervidil out and gave me my epidural. I barely felt the epidural being inserted and it was so helpful in numbing down there. The cervical checks and everything weren't so uncomfortable after I got my epidural.
About 1.5 hours hours later I kept feeling like my epidural was wearing off on my lower back and they kept checking it and giving me some more pain meds but said it was probably caused by her head being down there. They checked me and I was 5-6 cm dialated.
About 1/2 hour later they checked me again and I was 8 cm dialated. Then about 1/2 hour after that I asked them to check again because I felt extreme pressure down there. I felt the need to start pushing soon. They checked and I was 10cm and the baby's head was right there!
So... the nurse called my OB and it took her forever to get there. She finally did and I had to put my legs in stirrups and I was really nervous/scared. I tried pushing for 10-15 minutes and felt like I couldn't breathe at all. My OB was really rude the whole time and pretty much was yelling at me the whole time... it felt very degrading. I wasn't making any progress pushing and it was so uncomfortable and I really felt like I was going to die because I was so out of breath.
I was crying and told everyone that I can't do it. I was so frustrated. They tried to get me to keep going but I just felt so down and didn't think I could push her out. The OB asked me if I wanted a c-section and I said yes. She asked me if I wanted to be asleep or awake and I said I didn't care... I just couldn't do it. The OB went to talk to some people about the c-section and while she was gone I was able to put my legs up on the bed without those uncomfortable stirrups.
I still felt an uncontrollable urge to push because I could feel her head in there. I started pushing by myself on the bed and told them I couldn't wait for the section because she was coming out. They didn't believe me but then checked and sure enough I was right. After about 5 minutes of pushing she arrived. As soon as her head came out her entire body just flopped out. They didn't have to pull her out all.
I then learned I was bleeding very badly. I had a 2nd degree tear... so they used 4 boxes of stitches to clean me up and it took over an hour. I didn't get to hold Isabel until they were done. My OB was really rude and said "next time you think about family planning, remember this" I thought that was a terrible thing to say. I won't be going back to her again.
So... Isabel Claire arrived at 1:45pm and weighed 6 pounds, 9 ounces and was 19 inches long. She has really long arms and legs. I personally think she's super cute!
Lindsey- mom to Isabel (2y8m) and Olive James (1)
OK. Whew! What a week. I'm so exhausted! At last I can sit down and write a half decent birth story. I know my DD#1 wrote a quick one to inform you of Maya's birth but I thought I would include a few more details.
The day of my 39 week OB appt, the doc said I was 2 cm dilated. The next morning on July 26th I noticed a bloody show. I freaked a bit...the 25th was my last (half) day of work. I took it easy on the 26th....just waiting for things to happen.
After Britt and I went home from having dinner at my parents, it was around 9pm that I logged online and started surfing. I then received a phone call from Marc (baby's dad) and ironically, we began talking about when we thought the baby would arrive, July or August....
....after about 5 minutes talking to him, I could feel a gush of warm fluid coming out of my privates! I knew it wasn't pee! I panicked on the phone to Marc, who asked me if it was time and I told him I'd call him right back! I phoned the hospital and they said to come right away.
Marc arrived 20 minutes later, my dad and mom too. We all drove to the hospital which was only 5 minutes away. I was admitted at 10pm. Marc, Britt and I went to the L&D room and the staff hooked me up to monitors and IV drips. Apparently I had tested positive for GBS. Great! Anyhow, they gave me antibiotic drip for it.
We all knew it was going to be a long night ahead so I told Marc and Britt to get comfy in the chairs. Britt was really good though, she never complained once about being tired. Marc fell asleep an hour after we got there (typical).
They gave me Pitocin to start the contractions going....man that was wild pain; I never knew such pain even existed! A few hours I was given the Pitocin I was starting to dilate more. After I could no longer be brave I asked the nurse for an epidural. The guy came and did it and it only worked on the bottom half! I was numb from the hips down and could still feel lots of PAIN.
So then I really started dilating faster, 6-7 then boom 10cm dilated, the nurse said I had to start pushing...and hard! I couldn't feel half my body and pushing was difficult. Marc and Britt stood right beside me and watched the baby's head crowning....Apparently I had a poop! (So embarrasing!) Thank God I couldn't feel it or even knew it at the time. After 5-6 good pushes she came out at 5:23am Friday July 27! They put her on me for a few minutes and then whisked her away to get weighed and check her vitals. The doc stitched me up as I tore a bit.
So nothing too crazy happened, it was a run of the mill delivery....I was just so happy to know she was here and healthy!! It was a very special time since my older daughter was there to see Maya being born and her daddy was there to assist me and take it all in. So all in all it was a wonderful experience (minus the pain!)
I gave birth to Donovan on Thursday, August 2nd at 6:22 p.m.!!!! He was 6 lbs 12 oz at 19 inches. after 5 hours of labor (3 in the hospital) and 15 pushes later! I will post his birth story as soon as I healed just a bit longer (maybe Monday)!! I'm so excited. I love him so much!!!
Here's the story:
Earlier on Thursday, I posted a thread about how I left my DA being 3 cm and how my doctor wanted to use induction instead of waiting since I wasn't going to make my due date. I told her no and that I preferred to wait it out. No problem, no biggie. So, I left the office and went home. I ate lunch, but I was having some contractions. Once again, I went no biggie and laid down thinking they were mild.
However, around 11:30 am, I decided to time them since they felt stronger than usual. They came at ten minutes apart. I nervously thought to myself, "Okay, maybe this weekend." Noon came and they became more regular having jumped to 8 minutes apart. I started to get nervous and called my DH to see what the next step should be. He decided to come home and take a chance to visit the L&D, just in case. On his way home, I called his cell phone to tell him that they were getting stronger and more regular. Once he got home, he ate some food (I insisted) and we called his mom to come scoop Christopher up. When she arrived, I really knew it was time to go!!!!
We arrived at the hospital. I could barely make it into the atrium. The volunteer and a nurse at the desk called the L&D area to inform them that I was on my way up!! I got to the desk (Ladies, make sure you are pre-registered where you are giving birth!!! Time goes by so much faster!!). A triage nurse met me within seconds. I was in the triage area being looked at when I was I was 4 cm!!!! Okay, I'm staying!!! Baby D's on his way!!
I was put into the LDR room and the pain was intense. Once again, I was checked. I had jumped to 5 cm within an half hour (yes, second and more births are definitely quick!! ) and I was given the epidural I had requested!! Alleluia, I'm free!!! Thanks, doc!!! However, I got some major acid reflux (which I was battling my entire third trimester!) and threw up a few times. I thought my husband was going to be sick, lol. I was cleaned up quickly. Once again, I was checked within the same hour. No change, I was still 5 cm! With the epidural intact, I didn't mind.
My doctor approached and laughed at me. "So you decided to come in on your own?" We both laughed. Having been on my back for a while, I changed to lie on my left side, I felt pressure as if I had to make a bowel movement. Having remember with Chris's birth, I was ready to go and push! The nurses reminded me not to until I was checked! Sure enough, I had jumped from 5 cm to 8 cm! My doctor checked me and I was about 9 cm (when she arrived). I could finally push!!!
After about 15 minutes and about 5-6 pushes, he arrived!!! Yes, I was cut. Yes, I'm feeling it now. Yes, I'm crazy for wanting to get ready for my third and last in two years, lol.
I will update this thread with pics since we forgot our digital camera and had to buy a few disposibles!
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