Aug '07 Pregnant~TTC~Arrivals~Birthstories~Resources

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:sleepyboy: [FONT=Trebuchet MS]Pregnant & TTC Momma's:sleepygirl:

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April 2009 Due Dates!
[/FONT][FONT=Comic Sans MS][COLOR=DeepSkyBlue] Christi3715 - a Brother for Jackson[/COLOR][/FONT][FONT=Comic Sans MS]
[COLOR=Magenta]7th ~ InAWhileCrocodile A SISTER for Isabel![/COLOR][/FONT]
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[/FONT][FONT=Comic Sans MS]May 2009 Due Dates![/FONT][FONT=Comic Sans MS]
[FONT=Comic Sans MS][COLOR=Magenta]4th ~ BelleHoney A sister for Max
Kjames106 - A sister for Luke
25th ~ Mom2A&bean - A sister for Averi
[COLOR=Magenta]Julz806 - A sister for Emorie

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[FONT=Comic Sans MS]July 2009 Due Dates!
[FONT=Comic Sans MS]9th -Kimmerd24

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[FONT=Comic Sans MS]26th -ShellyHudson

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[FONT=Comic Sans MS]6th - Squeaks

[/FONT] [FONT=Comic Sans MS] :huggles: TTC Momma's!:huggles:

Not Preventing Momma's!:huggles:
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=51 ~ 51=

May 17th
Chameleon1575 (Kristen)
Mattie Louise -
2lb. 10oz.

June 16th
Cation (Jen)
Molly Jean-
2lb. 11oz.
Desmond Gordon -
3lb. 5oz.

June 25th
Suzhan (Suzi)
Elise Marjorie Ann
5lb. 8oz.
17 inches

July 5th
irisheren (Eren)
Jack Bryan
6lb. 7oz.
19 inches

lilldee (Dina)
Matthew Cash
4lb. 12.7oz.
29 inches

July 7
Sddelk (Stacy)
Sydney Ann-
5lb. 4oz.
19 inches
Megan Taylor -
5lb. 0oz.
18 1/2 inches

July 13th
sterre (Abby)
@36w 5d
Emma Elisabeth
6lbs, 4oz
19 inches

July 17th
Irish Eyes (Christina)
Brian Victor
6lb. 11oz.
20 inches

July 23rd
travelingmom (Stacy)
@39 w 0d
Natalie Hope
9lb. 4oz.
21 inches

kidscroll (Jodi)
@39 w 1d
Rosalie Jayne
7lb. 4.5oz.
21 inches

Angelsofmine (Cheryl)
@ 37w 5d
Keira Danyelle
7lb. 0oz.
19 inches

@ 39w 2d
Rainer Carl
7lb. 5oz.
20.5 inches

July 26th
lawjen (Lindsey)
Harper Grace
7lb. 12oz.
19 3/4 inches

ourfirstblessing (Kristen)
@35w 3d
Connor John
4lb. 5oz.
17.5 inches

updraft (Lisa)
@ 39w 0d
Maya Gwendolyn Rina
7lb. 7oz.
20 inches

Mama26 (Meghan)
@ 37
Bailey Kelly
6lb. 7oz.
19.5 inches

July 28th
emmy206 (Emmy)
@ 37w 2d
Zachary John Thomas
6lb. 1oz.
17.75 inches

@39w 1d
Raymond Keith
7lb. 0oz.
19.5 inches

erh3d (Emily)
@37w 3d
Jacob Warren
6lb. 4oz.
19 inches

InaWhileCrocodile (Lindsey)
Isabel Claire
6lb. 9oz.
19 inches

Irmieland (Irmie)
@ _____w ____d
Luis Archimedes
5lb. 11oz.
18.5 inches

July 30
Samuel Wagner
9lb. 5oz.
20 3/4 inches

July 31st
Mommy Buga~Buga (Kelly)
@39w 4d
Lincoln Charles
8lb. 0oz.
21 inches

Shellyhudson (Shelly)
:angel13: :sleepyboy:
Damien Michael

Buckaustik (Kimberly)
Jayden Tyler
8lb. 7oz.
21 3/4 inches

August 1
Bukawww (Liana)
@ 39w ____d
Karsyn Catharina
8lb. 4oz.

Rosebud (Lisa)
@ 37w 1d
Abigail Grace
6lb. 4.5oz
19 3/4 inches
Arianna Faith
6lb. 0oz
18 inches

@ 41 weeks
James Alexander
8lb. 9 1/2oz.
51 cm

August 2
livetolove (Kaylan)
@38w 4d
Noah Thomas Bartholomew
5lb. 5oz.
18 inches

Hotteacher1976 (Latanya)
@38w 2d
Donovan Brandon
6lb. 12oz.
19 inches

Sugar64 (Shoko)
@ 37w 2d
Brian Hiroya
5lb. 15oz.
19.5 inches

August 3
Mom2Sebastian (Sarah)
@ 40w____d
9lb. 1oz.
20.5 inches

Wendles (Wendy)
@40w 2d
Baby Boy
8lb. 14oz.
21 inches

2ndtimearnd (Robin)
@ 40w 3d
8lb. 1oz.
20.5 inches

August 4
@ 40w 1d
Riley Elizabeth
7lb. 5oz.
19 3/4 inches

August 5

August 6
Bethany2 (Bethany)
@ 39w 1d
Sarah Elizabeth
6lb. 15oz.
19 3/4 inches

Babymakr (Rachel)
@____w ___d
Jacob William
9lb. 1.8oz.
21.5 inches

@ 38w 6d
7lb. 5oz.
20 inches

August 7
Stephiebuffie (Stephanie)
@ 37w
Averi Elizabeth Mackenzie
5lb. 8oz.
17.7 inches

Igspay (Tricia)
@ 40w
Jacob Alexander
8lb. 2oz.
19.5 inches

Chasegod (Kelly)
@ 38w 0d
Matthew Aaron
7lb. 1oz.
20 inches

August 8
JenArbo (Jen)
@___w __d
Nolan Ryan
9lb. 7oz.
21 1/2 inches

@ ___w ___d
8lb. 0oz.
20 inches

ButterMonkey (Bobbie)
@___w __d
Samuel Alexander
8lb. 10oz.

SaraGriffin (Sara)
@ 39w 4d
Kaia Elizabeth
5lb. 10oz.
18 inches

@ __w __d
Annalea Ukai Sato
5lb. 14oz.
19 inches

CrochetingCricket (Billie Anne)
@ 39w 1d
Lily Delaney
7lb. 10oz.
20 3/4 inches

August 9
Whitn23 (Whitney)
@39w 1d
Logan Andrew
6lb. 14oz.
19.5 inches

@39w 4d
Colin Ryan
7lb. 13oz.
20.5 inches

@ 39w
Adair Richard Allan
6lb. 6oz.
19 inches

Curlylocks (Jo)
@ 39w
Olivia Sarah
7lb. 5oz.
19 inches

@ 38w
Caden Matthew Alexander
6lb. 15oz.
20 inches

Cheesecake39 (Kim)
@ 40w
Lucas Allen
7lb. 15oz.
21.5 inches

August 10
Christinlilly (Christin)
@ 37w 5d
Lorelei Grace
8lb. 5oz.
21 inches

August 11
@ 38w 5d
Rowan Robert
6lb. 15oz.
21 inches

August 12
@ 38w 5d
Lucinda Renee
7lb. 15oz.
21 inches

@ 37w 6d
Maddisyn May Jamey Mel
5lb. 13oz.
19 inches

AmberPCC (Amber)
@ __w__d
Caden Clay
8lb. 13oz.
20.75 inches

August 14
Monkey's Mama (Lisa)
@ 39w 4d
Mallory Joan
7lb. 6oz.
19.25 inches

Ldubs (Lacy)
@ 38w
James Scott
8lb. 2oz.
20 3/4 inches

Claire Elizabeth
7lb. 13oz.
21 inches

KendraScott21 (Kendra)
@ __w __d
Jayla Nicole
7lb. 8oz.
21.5 inches

Kathy24 (Kathy)
@ __w __d
6lb. 4oz.
19.5 inches

@ __w __d
Caitlyn Rose
7lb. 12oz.
19 inches

Emmy24 (Emmy)
@ 41w 5d
Eric Maxwell
9lb. 9oz.
21.5 inches

August 16
@ 40w
Guillermo Andres
7lb. 9oz.
20.25 inches

Jennie527 (Jennie)
@39w 1d
Korbin Patrick
7lb. 7oz.
19.75 inches

Bhpeters (Heather)
@ __w__d
Zachary John
5lb. 8oz.
19 inches

@ 40w
Jackson Carl
8lb. 1oz.
20.5 inches

August 17
D.R.Britta (Britta)
@ 39w
Nicholas (Cole) Jeffrey
7lb. 13oz.
19 inches

@ 39w 6d
Lacey Rose
10lb. 2oz.
_____ inches

Littlecouch (Tina)
@ __w __d
Aubree Ciera
6lb. 15oz.
19 inches

August 18
Dixieland42485 (Amanda)
@ 39w5d
MacKenzie Boyd
8lb. 4oz.
21 inches

August 19
Angiebeth (Angie)
@ __w__d
Kai Phillip
8lb. 4oz.
21.5 inches

Kally-Ann (Kalista)
@ 41w
Brooklyn Ava Michelle
8lb. 8oz.
19 inches

Klub07 (Kara)
@ 38w 6d
Amaya Rose
6lb. 5oz.
19 inches

Nyaz21 (Jamie)
@ 40w 6d
5lb. 9oz.
19 inches

August 20
Sambreigh (Marie)
@ 40w 2d
Samuel Steven
8lb. 4oz.
20.5 inches

Connorsmama (Allison)
@ 39w 3d
Jacob Michael
8lb. 3oz.
20 inches

Foxx5531 (Sandy)
@ 39w 4d
Emelia Rose
9lb. 4oz.
23 inches

Akbugsy (Aryn)
@ 40w 3d
Liam Michael
7lb. 13oz.
21 inches

Adirondack (Mari)
@ __w __d
Aiko Sofia
7lb. 9oz.
__ inches

August 21
Ojyllek (Kelly)
@ __w __d
7lb. 15oz.
21 inches

MrsSchepp (Heidi)
@ 40w 5d
Sawyer Jacen
9lb. 9oz.
21.5 inches

Phillrachel (Rachel)
@ __w __d
Morgan Elise
7lb. 6.8oz.
20 inches

Momof3inVancouver (Misty)
@ 39w 5d
Apple Marie
6lb. 5oz.
19.5 inches

August 22
MrsMeganK (Megan)
@ 39w 4d
Madisyn Elizabeth
6lb. 12oz.
20 inches

Hickory0305 (Tiffany)
@ 41w 0d
MacKenzie Corinne
7lb. 5oz.
20.5 inches

August 23
Streuk (Dawn)
@ 41w 2d
Jeremy John (JJ)
8lb. 9oz.
22 inches

@ __w __d
Owen Dean
7lb. 12.7oz.
21.25 inches

August 24
@ 39w 6d
Seth Allan
9lb. 6oz.
19.5 inches

@ 39w 3d
Alayna Nicole
7lb. 12oz.
20 inches

@ __w __d
Noah Michael
9lb. 11oz.
21 inches

August 25
Maagin (Meghann)
@ 40w 0d
Abigail Elizabeth
7lb. 10.8oz.
22 inches

Polaraurora (Alex)
@ 39w 4d
Layla Aleksandra
7lb. 4oz.
____ inches

August 26
LaurieD113 (Laurie)
@ __w __d
Parker Smith
9lb. 9oz.
21.5 inches

August 28
Willowmena (Gina)
@ 41w 1d
Peyton Cole
21 inches

August 30
Brayden Skye[/COLOR]

8lbs 5 oz.
20 1/2 inches

August 31
Preggo75 (Christine)
@ 41w
7lb 13oz
20 inches

September 6
Cmoll (Charissa)
@ 41w 5d
Lilyanne Sadie
7lb. 9oz.
22.5 inches

September 7
Erika1005 (Erika)
@ 41w 0d
Alena Sophia
7lb. 5oz.
20.5 inches

Last seen: 1 year 8 months ago
Joined: 03/16/15
Posts: 53852

Shellyhudson (Shelly)
Skygirl (Kayah)
Marchbaby (Amanda)
Annierose (Andrea)
JoniBug (Joni)
Jessica1980 (Jess)
StarGazing (Dee)
Mellybug (Melissa)
Shygirl1977 (Shyla)
Baby Brain (Jen)
Summermama (Sarah)
Laurahopes (Laura)
Zade (Micah)
butterflykisses32880 (Dani)
Nix_Grl (Amy)
Lisanne (Lisa)
Krismarbo (Kristin)

Last seen: 1 year 8 months ago
Joined: 03/16/15
Posts: 53852

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Our first Sweet Pea has arrived. I have copied and pasted the quote from Kristen here.

"chameleon1575" wrote:

Hey there ladies....I have been off the boards for awhile, unfortunately for not good reasons.

Last Monday, my blood pressure spiked pretty high. I called the doctor and the sent me to L & D to get checked out. My blood pressure was high, but all of my bloodwork came back normal. So, they sent me home for the night and I went into my doctor's the next day. He put me on blood pressure medication and bed rest for a week. That was the last post I made.

All was going well, until Thursday morning when I woke up at 2:00 am with a very high blood pressure and VERY bad pain under my rib cage. I waited a little while to see if the pain would stop (like maybe it was gas or something). I ended up calling the doctor a couple of hours later and they told me to go to the hospital. I laid in triage for an hour or so and next thing I know, my doctor was there and he explained to me that I had pre-eclampsia and they believed I had a rare syndrome called HELLP. Basically my liver was expanding and my platelets were dropping. I was at risk for my liver rupturing or my platelets getting so low that I would have had to had a transfusion. The only cure was delivery of my baby. Next thing I know, I had two other on-call high-risk doctors in my room giving me a second opinion. And then two anaesthesiologists (sp?) came in after that. Next thing I know, I am being stuck and IVs were being started and they were explaining a spinal and everything else. My DH made a few phone calls and got handed the paper blue suit.

I had an emergency C-section. So far, I am recovering from that well. My liver and platelets are getting back to normal. I am still having issues getting my blood pressure back down, but they just adjusted my medication, so hopefully that will do it.

Needless to say, our baby is in the NICU. She will be there until she is close to her due date. I delivered at 28 weeks, so she will be there awhile. She is doing remarkably well, though. She has already come off of her respirator. There are tons of issues with premie babies, but everything is going really, really well. She seems to be doing better than many that are this early. Her name is Mattie Louise. Mattie, after DH's grandmother. And Louise is a family name on my side that has been passed down to the oldest daughter for a bunch of generations.

This is honestly the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. I want my baby in my arms so badly that it hurts. And I would give anything to hear a good loud cry. But, she is in very good hands and the team at the NICU has been so wonderful to me and DH. Explaining everything and going out of their way to call us with updates.

Anyway, I'll be checking on you guys. Don't know how often because the hormones are making me insanely weepy. Good luck to all of you and I hope you have long happy pregnancies. Keep us in your prayers.

Here's one of the pics Kristen posted of her baby girl:

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On Thursday, July 5, I woke up about 8 am, got up and peed, stood up, and wet my pants. I wasn't sure if it was urine or my water breaking, since it stopped after a little bit. Still, I was leaking some, so I called my OB's office and they said to come in. I called DH and told him that it may be a false alarm, but he needed to come home and take me to the doctor.

We got to the doctor about 10:30 and both felt confident that they would send us home, so we had not called anyone at this point (family or friends). The doctor on call (not my OB, but a really nice doctor who ended up delivering me), examined me and told me she would do a couple tests to see if I was leaking fluid. Well, as soon as she put a speculum in me, fluid gushed out. She said there was no need for the tests, I was clearly ruptured and we were going to have a baby that day. Since I wasn't contracting, she said that she wanted me to get over to L&D and get started on Pitocin and an epidural. I wanted to wait a little bit, but she said with me being pre-term (by 2 days) and my water already breaking, that she wanted to be on the safe side and start things right away. So they wheel me over to L&D, and DH and I are both on our phones to our parents telling them that we were having a baby.

They got me hooked up to everything by about 12. I cried getting my epidural -there were parts that hurt, but also parts that just feel so funny (I was expecting just the feel of a needle going in, but it was definitely more than that). I loved it once it was in and I was feeling the meds. I was nervous about the pitocin, but that gave me no problems. I was between 2-3 cms when they started all this. Our families arrived to wait with us, and things went somewhat slow for a few hours. At one point, they came in to put internal monitors in me, and Jack's heartrate dropped from the 140s to 70. All of a sudden 5 people were in my room and were moving me around trying to get his heartrate back up. The doctor told me that she would give him a half hour to get his heartrate back up, and if it dropped more or didn't raise, she was going to do a C section to get him out. DH and I sat, holding hands, staring at the monitor to will it back up. Thankfully it did go back up, so we continued on.

I was at about 5 cms at 6:45. When she checked me again at close to 8, I was hoping to be at least at a 7. I was at a 10. I started pushing at about 8:10 and Jack was born at 8:39. It was actually a wonderful experience. I felt no pain, and I did not have to push long at all. I watched his birth in the mirror, and it was amazing to see my son come out. Bryan was so great, and we both cried when he was born.

He weighed 6 pounds, 7 ounces and was 19 inches long. He was born at 36 weeks and 5 days. He has a TON of hair, and is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

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Here is Emma's story!
Thursday night, I was sitting on the couch (posting on!), and I felt a sharp pain in my belly. I thought Emma had kicked really hard or something, because she had been active all day. A second later, I felt a gush. Thinking I had peed myself, I went in to check, and it was not pee, and it kept gushing out everytime I moved. I called the OB, who sent me in to get checked. Of course, in the hospital parking lot, so much fluid gushed out that it ran down the front of my pants. I told the triage nurse my OB sent me to be checked, and she started laughing, and sent me right into a labor room. Well, I was only 1-2cm and 50% effaced, and my contractions had just started on the way there, and were almost unnoticable. I labored through the night, not getting any sleep. In the morning, I was only at 3cm and 80%, after 8 hours of laboring. They put me on pitocin to move things along, since they were worried about her heartrate being low all the time. The contractions were getting hard to talk through. I held out for a while longer, and when at 11am I was only 5cm, and I was exhausted, and the contractions were still not in a regular pattern, I agreed to the epidural. I don't think I could have made it without it. I had the shakes, and could not talk during contractions, and was not even near pushing. After that, things went pretty easily. The epidural was great, I had no problems with it. I catnapped a bit. I still had irregular contractions, but no pain, I just felt my belly tighten when I had them. After a while, I was feeling pressure down low. I had not seen the nurse in a bit, so while I waited for her to come check, I did some small pushes during contractions, in the hope that it would help with the dilation. at 3:45pm, the shift changed, and a new nurse came in. I told her I had pressure, so she checked me. She laughed, said she didn't even have to feel around, she could see the head, and I was about to have her. So everyone rushes in, including the OB (whom I had not seen at all yet). I pushed for about 5-6 pushes, when they told me to wait a second. There was some commotion, and then I was told to push and wait, push and wait, for a few more pushes. Then she was out! She cried almost right away, and her apgar was 8. I got a quick cuddle, then she was taken to the other side of the room to be checked out and cleaned up. Despite being early, she never had to go to NICU or have oxygen or anything.
I found out while being stitched, that what happened was her cord was very tight around her neck, and she was crowning so slowly, that they ended up doing a quick episiotomy and using the vacuum extractor. It was only a 1 degree episiotomy though, so not too bad.
Her second apgar was a 9. She was sponged clean, and had a chance to breast feed a bit, then taken for a more thorough checkup while I was cleaned up. We're both doing well. She's had a bit of trouble latching, and we had some sleepless nights, but I think its getting better every feeding, and I slept today some.
So her final stats are:
Emma Elisabeth, born July 13th, 2007
6lbs, 4oz at birth, 19in.

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"suzhan" wrote:

I know I did get in a brief post that I had another bleeding episode from my placenta previa on June 25th (totally out of the blue again even though I was in the hospital on complete bed rest!) That was at 7 p.m. that night and by 8 p.m. the doctors and nurses decided this was it and it was not safe for me or the baby to continue any further. In retrospect, I wish I would have asked for a bit more time to evaluate everything, but it all went so fast. Anyway, by 9 p.m. I was in the operating room getting the spinal (no biggie at all for that) and our daughter came into the world at 9:23 pm. via c-section (required for placenta previa). She was 5 pounds, 8 ounces and 17 inches, pretty good size for 33 weeks, 2 days.

She was breathing, thank goodness, and DH got to cut the cord. We got to see her for just seconds and then they whisked her away to the NICU. DH got to go with her and he took some video of her and brought it back to me in recovery. My recovery time was quick - about 1 hour until they started letting me have some ice chips and in another hour I was moved to my new post partum room. I was starving (since I'd missed dinner) but they wouldn't let me eat for a while, just jello and liquids.

They also wouldn't let me out of bed to go to the NICU but finally my nurse took me in a wheelchair at 4 a.m. because she realized I wasn't going to sleep otherwise. To be honest, seeing her in the NICU was heartbreaking for me and the first 2-3 days I was in tears most of the time wishing she didn't have to go through this. She had oxygen assistance via nasal canula, multiple IVs for antibiotics, nutrition, etc. She had to have a blood transfusion because they were taking so much blood for testing she couldn't make it up fast enough. She was having "spells" of slow breathing and heart rate, etc etc... It was incredibly hard, especially when it was time for me to go home and she had to stay. The pain of those days is still very real for me.

Fast forward to now (I'll spare you the details of the first week)....

She's now breathing room air and is out of the incubator because she can maintain her own body temperature. All of her IVs have now been discontinued and she is getting all of her food (my pumped breastmilk) through a tube that goes from her nose into her stomach. We had our first attempt at breastfeeding yesterday and she did latch on a few times and seemed to suck for a bit in short spurts. They felt this was a good first attempt and reassured me that it will take a while for her to master this since she still so young. Today we do a bottle feeding and then another breast feeding attempt. Pumping is going really well, it was super easy to get my milk supply in and actually have more milk than I know what to do with! My freezer is full! She will learn both bottle and breast feeding and hopefully will naturally go between the two.

We expect her to be in the hospital a few more weeks, but she has surprised the doctors how quickly she moved to this phase. I spend most of my day at the NICU, so it's tough to stay in touch here much, but I will try to check in.

Thanks for all your good wishes!

- suzhan

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Here is Chrstina's (IrishEyes) birth story:

"Irish Eyes" wrote:

Brian Victor arrived last night 7.17.2007 at 6:56 PM. We delivered at exactly 37 weeks because the docotrs were worried about some of my bloodwork numbers (the liver enzymes were elevated 3 points above the cut off and my creatinine had gone up). He came out screaming, and his hand was next to his head. He is 6 lbs. 11 oz. and 20 inches long.

They started petocin at 7:15 AM. I was dialated a tight 3 cm and 50% effaced before going into the hospital. I had an epidural at 11 AM. Contracions were painful before that, but after it was administered, I was able to get a little bit of sleep. At about 3 PM, the pain started again. I was dialated to 6 cm and 100% effaced, and definately felt like pushing....I didn't, but it was hard to resist. I used up all the epidural medication. The pharmacy had not made up more, so they couldn't give me another bag of it. The anasegiologist (spelling) was in the room for the rest of the time until after delivery. He was about to directly inject something into the epidural port for the delivery. I pushed Brian out in 45 minutes!

I did have some tearing, and my doctor fixed it up. Unfortunately, from pushing (correctly acording to my doctor), I now have hemrroids. The epidural drug took awhile to get out of my system. I didn't sleep much last night because I was so awake. Plus they checked my uterus every half hour to make sure it was going down.

My son was worth it though!

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Sorry it took me so long to get around to doing this. I’ve been having too much fun staring at my newborn all day long. Anyhow, here’s our story.

We arrived at the hospital a little after 7 am for my induction. My water was broken before 8, and pitocin started around 8:15. It took a bit for the contractions to get going, but when they did, there was no messing around! I went from having almost no contractions to having frequent, hard contractions fairly quickly. I had decided to get an epidural because I know what pitocin-induced contractions are like, and my memory was a little too accurate! The anesthesiologist was doing a c-section with my OB before he could get to me, so I was going without for a while until he got there. I handle the contractions okay—I’m pretty quiet about laboring. I just find a focal point and breathe. But I had had it. I told my friend Shannon, who works as a nursery nurse at the hospital and clocked in that morning just to take care of our baby, to go put a hook in that anesthesiologist’s mouth and drag him in. She could tell that I was dead serious, so she went to find out where he was. I am very quiet about the way I handle labor, but when I’ve had it, I’m not squeamish about saying so. Eventually he showed up and got me some good drugs!! Here’s the kicker though: when the nurse checked me shortly after the epidural was in place, I was already 8 cm. Geez, maybe I could’ve gone without that epidural….but after later events, I decided that the epidural was the best thing. I’ll explain that later.

The rest of labor was obviously no big deal. I could feel the contractions, but they didn’t hurt. Sometime before 11, I started to feel pressure. After a couple of contractions of that, I called the nurse to check me. I was 10 cm. They called my OB who had to come from her office at the other end of the hospital. Every time I had a contraction, I could feel the baby trying to slide down. I crossed my legs and begged her to stay until my OB could catch her. It worked. Once my OB got there and I opened my legs, the baby started sliding down with the next contraction and was crowning without my pushing at all. I had told my OB how I felt about episiotomy, and she was intent on getting the baby out without even a tear. I could have had the girl out in one push, but my OB was coaching me on when and how to push so that she would come out slowly, giving a her a chance to stretch things out down there. However, the baby had her hand up against her cheek, which threatened to tear me a good bit. My OB managed to get the baby’s hand pushed back before delivering the rest of the head, resulting in overstretched, raw skin that only needed a stitch to keep it together and avoid my stinging every time I had to pee. I was so grateful.

At 11:15, Natalie Hope was in the world and screaming mad about it it! She was covered in vernix, and the first words out anyone’s mouth was “Whoa, what chunk!” And she was! 9lbs 4oz, 21 inches long. I can’t tell you how amazing it was to finally meet her and have her in my arms and looking up at me. Within an hour, she was nursing like a champ. She latched on correctly with the first attempt! She stayed in her quiet alert state for nearly 2 hours, and has since been an amazingly alert newborn. My pediatrician says that she acts more like a 3-4 week old in her alert phases. She was immediately turning her head toward sound and light—especially my voice—and actually followed me across the room with her eyes the day after she was born. So I guess it’s safe to say that she is pretty healthy.

All in all, I’m grateful for the decision to induce. With such a big baby that wanted to slide out so easily after a short labor, I’m glad I didn’t wait any longer. I’m also glad I ended up having the epidural. It gave me some degree of control over myself while I was fully dilated and waiting for the OB to get there, and it helped me to resist the urge to push until the time was right. It also helped me have more control over my pushing and avoided any real tearing.

I went home Wednesday morning by choice. I could have gone home Tuesday or stayed as long as I wanted (OB said I could stay til next week, if I thought it best!), but wanted the chance to rest while someone was at home with my other kids. I’m glad I made that decision too.

We’re doing well, breastfeeding is going flawlessly (even with the current state of engorgement—OUCH!!), and I don’t feel near as swollen and sore as I did with the last three. I woke up with a migraine this morning (Thursday), but my older three were gone for the day, so Natalie and I were able to just hang out and rest. It was good.

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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 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 Biggrin

Here's a couple pictures from the hospital:

If you read all this - you deserve a medal! That was long!!!!!

-Jodi :giveflower:

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"emmy206" wrote:

I was totally expecting an August baby. I had my induction date set for August 9th and both my doctor and I thought I would make it till then.... but, the baby had different ideas.

DH and I went to get pizza and go grocery shopping on Friday. At noon we were eating pizza and I started having contractions that were about 7 minutes apart. The didn't really hurt though, just a little painful and really uncomfortable. We still went shopping and it was still three weeks till my due date so I thought that there was no way this was it. Well, 6pm I called the doctor because the contractions were 5 minutes apart, but not really any stronger. He said to rest for an hour and if they were still there, to go to the hospital just to get checked out. So, an hour later they were still there, though no more intense than before so we went to the hospital to have things checked out. We dropped DD off at my friends house just incase. When I got there I was 3cm dialated (up from 2 at my doc appt on Monday) They monitered me for two hours and checked me again and I hadn't dialated anmore and since the contractions were regular, but not getting more intense, they said it would probably still be a few days and they sent me home. We went and picked up DD and on the way home, the contractions started to get a little stronger, but still not bad. We got home and I layed down right away to go to sleep. Immediately the contractions went to two minutes apart lasting about 90 seconds and they were VERY strong!! I moaned thru a few of them and then told DH that I thought we needed to go back to the hospital. So.... back in the car and we took DD back to my friends house and headed to the birth care center. By the time we got there I was in some serious pain. They got me in a room and checked me and said I wasn't going anywhere becasuse I was 6cm and was going to have a baby. I asked for an epidural and they got right in there and gave it to me. I had no problems with it. They checked me right after I got the epidural and was at 8cm. About an hour later I could still feel contractions, but they weren't that bad and I started to feel like I had to push. They checked and I was at a 10. They broke my water because it still hadn't broken and the nurse called the doctor and said I could start pushing. I started to push and almost right away she told me to stop pushing because the baby was coming so fast and we needed to wait for the doctor. The doctor came running in and I knew there was something wrong with the epi because I could feel everything. The doctor told me not to push an I was getting upset becasue I really HAD to push. She was really hurring and said she just needed me to wait till she could get her gloves on. She got her gloves on and he was born. From start of pushing till he was out was only 17 minutes. He was perfect and his apgar scores were 8 and 9. He surprised everyone and was a lot smaller than we thought he would be even for being three weeks early. He weighed 6 lbs 1 oz and was 17.75 inches long. We hadn't decided on a name for sure yet, but when he was born DH and I both thought he looked like a Zachary, which was one of our choices, so we named him Zachary John Thomas. He is catching onto breastfeeding and doing good. Despite him being so small, I got a second degree tear. The doctor said that it was where I had my old scar from my epesiotomy from when I had DD. I am pretty sore, but doing very well and enjoying my son!! DH was amazing durring labor and helped me a lot.

Well, that's my birth story. I have a lot of pics and I will post some of them soon!

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"yoga-mommy" wrote:

What an interesting couple of days I had in the hospital!

I went in for my induction on Friday at 7 AM- They had me change and lay on a bed until about 2 PM and nothing happened. They didn't induce me yet, they barely even checked me or anything. Around 4 PM they finally gave me something to help my cervix to dilate and to see if I would go on my own- waited 2 hours and then I walked around the hospital for about 1 1/2 hours- by this time its almost 8 PM and the nurse checks me and I am 3 CM dilated- Yay!

Instead of giving me pit right away they wanted to wait around to see if I would dilate on my own- I was contracting like CRAZY- well turns out 3 /5 hours later that I was still 3 CM. They finally decided that we would go ahead and give me pit later on that night to get things rolling.

I finally was giving pit on 7/28 at 3 AM and received the epi- I went back and forth with the idea of having one- but ended up getting it because the guy would be giving it to me wouldn't be there the next day- so it was now or never. No turning back LOL

I think it was around 9 AM and I was only 4 CM. No real progression.

I was getting frustrated- so when I talked to my dr. we decided to break my water and not have the pit going anymore.

They broke my water at 11 AM and by 1:30 I was dilated to 5. I started feeling HORRIBLE around 3 PM and I asked the nurse to check me because the contractions were EXTREMELY painful even with the epi- turns out I was 10 and READY TO PUSH!!!

I started pushing at 4 PM on 7/28 and little Raymond made it into the world at 4:31 PM!

I am amazed at how much it didn't hurt to push- the contractions were the hardest thing to get through.

I had a forth degree tear- that is the most painful thing of all

Here are some pictures- I love him so much. HE IS perfect.

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"erh3d" wrote:

I went to the OB office on Friday for an u/s. After that, they did an NST. It showed I was having irregular contractions. They were just cramping, no tightening, so I thought it was nothing – as did the doctors. They continued all day, and were slightly painful, but mostly were just uncomfortable. Chris and I went to see the Simpson’s Movie and I remember being in the theater thinking how they did not make theater seats for pregnant women. They continued throughout the night, but I was able to pretty much sleep through them until 4am when I had my first real contraction. It hurt so bad I started crying. I stayed in the bathroom for an hour and had about 5 or 6 more. I woke Chris up, mostly because I was in a ton of pain and it was his fault so I figured he should at least be up with me. Despite the pain, neither of us thought it was real labor. I couldn’t go back to sleep – pain too severe – so I got up and tried to walk through the contractions. I started timing them, but they were all over the place, so I definitely figured it was only false labor. Around 9 Chris & I went to the grocery store. Still had contractions all through it, oh well. We got back to the house and unloaded the groceries. We had to pick up Chris’ car from the dealership because he’d gotten the oil changed. I was in too much pain to drive, so I called my parents and they said they’d come down and help us out. Chris and my dad left to pick up his car.
I was timing my contractions. They were by then 3 minutes apart and had been for about 50 minutes. (By the way, rocks and I highly recommend it.) I figured 10 more minutes and we go into the hospital (they said wait an hour, right?). My mom fortunately saw my faulty logic, especially seeing it would be heavy traffic and we are 20 minutes from the hospital without any at all. She started throwing bags in the car and yelled at me to get in it. She called my dad and Chris and told them I was having the baby and they needed to just meet us at the hospital. Chris still didn’t believe her – he was in worse denial than I was. He also wasn’t in so much pain he couldn’t talk. So we got to the hospital. They checked me in and examined me right away. I was 5 cm dilated. No more denying it – I was definitely in labor. So I puked. So much for my lunch of cookie dough. Everyone – bring Tic Tacs in your labor bag!
I asked for the epidural right away, but it was another hour and a half until I finally got it. Turns out I nearly missed the window because the doctor checked me a few minutes after the epidural and I was – get this – 9 cm dilated. They broke my water and I went down to 8 cm. About 30 minutes later I was at 10. They told me it was time to start pushing and I decided I wasn’t ready and needed more time. Baby had different plans. I started pushing and was pretty sure that I wasn’t going to make it. Chris and my mom were in the room with me and they talked me through it all. I definitely couldn't have made it without them. I felt like I’d been doing it forever, but it turns out it was only 15 minutes. Even with the epidural, I could tell when I needed to push. It felt like a really strong burning that intensified when I needed to push. I ended up needed an episiotomy so his head could come out, but I still tore in multiple places. The worst one was 4th degree. Someone kill me now – that hurt like hell. The doc had to give me a local because I could feel him stitching me up. But the epidural did help beyond comprehension. After about 15 minutes of pushing, he was out and screaming louder than anything I’ve ever heard – it was amazing. He of course came out sunny side up, which meant that dumbass me went through back labor for 13 hours to 9 cm dilated without any drugs. So if you are getting an epi – GET THERE EARLY!!!! I was at the hospital less than 4 hours before he was born.
The rest is kind of a blur. They plopped him on my chest and it was just the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced. I really can’t put it into words. We were discharged 48 hours later and he’s doing amazing. Breastfeeding is a challenge, but I think we are getting better at it. It’s a learning experience. My dogs are amazing with him. I’ll have to take some pics of them all together and post them. I’ll post pictures we took at the hospital as soon as I get them uploaded to photobucket.
We spent a few hours starring at him before Chris decided he looked like a Jacob. I decided that would work. So we named him Jacob Warren – Warren after my dad, his very proud grandpa. There really is no way to describe how I feel, but you all get it. I’m just so amazed by him. He’s perfect.

Here are his stats:

Jacob Warren
Born July 28, 2007 at 5:45 pm
6 pounds 4 ounces
19 inches long (he’s a skinny little guy)

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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" :mad: 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! Wink

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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 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!) Biggrin

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Donovan's Story!!!

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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"irmieland" wrote:

Hey girls! sorry its taken so long for me to make this posting the baby and I are doing fine we're home and me and DH are still getting used to life with a baby. Here's our birth story and some pictures.

On Wednesday, July 25th, I had an appointment with the perinatologist for amniocentesis. My parents arrived from P.R. that morning. Jacob and I picked them up at the airport and brought them home to get settled while we went to the doctor’s office. The docs wanted to confirm that the baby’s lungs were mature before I was induced.

The next day, my obstetrician called around noon to say that the results were in. The baby’s lungs were mature and we were ready for induction. She said we were expected at the hospital at 3pm. I called Jacob at work and told him he should wrap things up because we had to go. Jacob was home by 2pm. We grabbed a few last minute things. Dad came with us on the ride to the hospital. We made a pit stop at a bodega to pick up snacks for Jacob (good thing we did!) We parked just up the street from the hospital and walked while Dad recorded the events.

In the hospital, I was admitted right away. We were ushered into the triage area where they monitored mine and the baby’s vitals. Once the order for induction was confirmed by our doctor, Veridiano, we were taken to a maternity observation room where we and two other couples were… (get ready for the redundancy) were being observed. At 6:00pm Dr. Veridiano showed up to insert the first Cervidil. From this point on began the never-ending plea for bathroom breaks. We were told it could take up to 12 hours for the Cervidil to work so Jacob got comfortable in his chair next to my hospital bed. Our parents showed up at about 8:00pm to visit us and to bring Jacob some food (as I couldn’t eat just in case I had to have surgery).

After our parents left, the nurses encouraged me to get some rest. Jacob fell asleep leaned forward in his chair with his head on a pillow at my feet. With the IV drip, I woke up every 2 hours to pee. It really didn’t feel like I was getting much rest. I finally woke up at 6am hoping that I was showing some progress as the nurses said I was having mild contractions most of the night, even though I wasn’t feeling them. A doctor came in to check me. She said that the Cervidil had worked “very little” and she had come to put in a new Cervidil. So I sat in bed waiting until my 2 hour bed grounding was over so I could go pee again.

Around noon, my doctor came by. She said it didn’t look like the Cervidil was working and it may be time to try the next thing: Cytotec. Jacob went home earlier in the day while my mother came to keep me company. At around 3:00pm the doctor gave me another dose of Cytotec. At 6:15pm two more doctors came and said that the 2nd dose was not working either so a third dose was ordered, all the while I tried to rest while my mother sat in the chair watching game shows.

At 8:00pm, right after Wheel of Fortune, I figured I would go and brush my teeth since Jacob would be on his way back soon. My mother helped me unplug the monitors and push the I.V. into the restroom. I peed making sure I emptied my bladder completely the way everyone says that you should. Then I waddled over to the sink and began to brush my teeth. When I brushed my tongue I pushed the toothbrush a little too far into my mouth and gagged a little and I felt what I thought was a stream of urine so I tightened my muscles and thought, “That was weird. I just peed”, and when I relaxed and leaned over to spit a gush of water hit the floor. I called out “Mom my water broke!” I heard her stumble on her way to the door, tripping over the chair she had been sitting in. She helped me back into bed and she called the nurses. Once it was confirmed that my water broke. I called Jacob at 8:17pm and urged him to get to the hospital soon not giving him any real detail as to what was going on. Jacob arrived with my father and was excited to hear that I was experiencing contractions since my water had broken. We were so close we could taste it!

My parents quickly felt in the way and left for home, by 10:00pm the contractions were so strong I was begging for an epidural, it was at this time that we were finally transferred to a Labor & Delivery room. The anesthesiologist came in and made me the happiest woman on earth. (I’ll never forget his name: Donnie Isseroff). It felt like being really drunk when your body is all tingly and numb but your mind is completely clear. The anesthesiologist walked into the room and joked that when he first walked into the room he didn’t even think I spoke English; I seemed like a whole different person now that the pain was gone. After Dr. Veridiano checked me, she told us that I was 4 centimeters dilated.

The details are fuzzy from this point on. I slept a lot. I do remember asking Jacob to get the cameras ready; I wanted to make sure everything was handy once the baby was born. I woke up around 4:00am and asked Jacob to get me some ice chips when I realized I was trembling, Jacob gave me his sweater and went to go find a nurse to give us more blankets. As Jacob was speaking to the nurse the doctor in passing overheard what Jacob was saying and said that the trembling was a sign of advanced labor and that I would be ready to deliver soon. She came in to look in on me and told us that we were 7 centimeters. I told her I was feeling pressure and she told me try pushing for her but after trying we realized it was still too soon.

I woke up at 6:00am and told the doctor I thought I was ready she checked and confirmed, she got the nurse, they set up and I started pushing at 6:30am. At 7:53am on July 28th 2007 our son Luis Archimedes was born. He weighed 5lbs 11oz and was 18-1/2” inches long. The nurses cleaned him up we got to take a few pictures and he was whisked away to the nursery.

We got to hang out in the Labor & Delivery room for 2 more hours. I was finally given solid food for the first time in 2 days, although Jacob ate most of it (it really wasn’t that good). At 10:00am we were told that there were no more beds in the maternity ward due to Sabbath which meant a lot of the patients were not leaving until sundown. We were placed into a post partum observation area in a hallway of the hospital. Here I was propped up on a stretcher and tried to relax while waiting to see my son. It was nearly 12:00pm before they brought him down to me. I was told that I should probably try to feed him because it had been more than 4 hours since he was born. There was no lactation consultant available to help me with this, a nurse came by and rather unsuccessfully tried to help. By 1:00pm they had come to fetch the baby again. Our parents soon arrived to congratulate us and I was finally moved into a room.

Jacob spent most of the next 2 days with me leaving only to rest after visiting hours were over. On Monday July 30th 2007 we finally got to bring home our little boy on our 2nd wedding anniversary. We were all just so happy to be home and together again.

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"rosebud" wrote:

Abigail Grace & Arianna Faith arrived at 37 weeks 1 day...they are doing awesome and we are so glad to have them here!!!

The short version of the story is they were born on August 1st, vaginally.
Abigail Grace was 6lbs 4.5oz, born at 3:47pm, 19 3/4 in long.
Arianna Faith was 6lbs, born at 3:50 pm, 18 in long.

The long version of the story is below...enjoy if you like reading books haha!

Birth Story

Monday, July 30/07
I woke up on Monday feeling just really quite awful. I just wanted to crawl back into bed and stay there all day. Seriously though, my 5 & 3 yr old asked if they could have cookies and I said sure – it was 8:30AM and they hadn’t had breakfast. That is NOT normal haha!

I had a doctor appointment that day at 3pm. Upon checking me, he said I was 4cm dilated and 50% effaced. He wanted to send me to the hospital right then. I was not very willing to go though, and argued that I wasn’t having any contractions. So he relented and said that as soon as contractions started I needed to go in, because these babies could make a quick appearance and he didn’t want me having them at home. Sounds good I thought, and headed home.

By the time I got home with Katie & Jake in tow, I started feeling even more awful. Realizing at least that my time was soon running out, I started to pack my bags for the hospital (yes I hadn’t done that yet LOL). I packed up Katie & Jake first. Around then, Mike’s Mom called to see how the doctor appointment went and I told her what had gone on. She was ready to pick up the kids if we needed…and I somewhat thought that wasn’t a bad idea since it’d be better now than at 2am (if that’s when contracts started or something). Anyways, by 6pm, I was still packing some stuff and really just wanted to sleep. My back was hurting and I didn’t feel myself. Mike called from work around then and I told him what was going on. He arrived home from work not long after. By this time, I started to notice that my crampy back was actually cramping at regular intervals…hmmm contractions. Mike was pretty set that we were going to the hospital, even though I would have been happy just to lay down and sleep. So his Mom & step-Dad came and picked up the kids, while he and I finished packing some things. We stopped at McDonalds for a bite to eat, because I knew the hospital wouldn’t let me eat and I was starving.

So at the hospital, I get registered and set up for an NST. The babies are doing great and yes I’m contracting. I’m now measuring 5cm and am 75% effaced. Of course we’re not being sent home. We asked for the nicer room (larger with cable TV and a meal ticket & pull out bed for hubby’s) and we were able to get it. It’s first come – first serve, but you have to pay for it. So we get all settled in there by 9pm or 9:30pm. Not much to do, so we watched TV for awhile and then tried to get some sleep.

Contracts continued throughout the night…not really painful…but they’d wake me up and I’d have to just breathe through them. They were not close together, so I could get 20-30 mins of rest in between.

Tuesday, July 31
So Tuesday morning comes and no babies. We called all our family to let them know nothing was happening. The pathetic thing was that contractions really petered out as well. We spent most of Tuesday watching TV, walking around (trying to start contracts again), playing crib, and just hanging out.

My OB was the doctor on call this day, so he was hoping they’d make their appearance. (There are a few OBs and whoever is on call for the day is the OB who would deliver the twins). He came to see me around 6pm to see how things were going. Of course they were not going. By this point, contracts were down to maybe one every 45 mins. So he checked me out – 6cms and almost entirely effaced. I think he roughed up the cervix a bit after that, because contracts definitely started after that, but again they were not regular.

So again during the night, Mike slept, but I kept waking up every 30 mins or so with some pretty hard contracts. They were definitely harder, but still very irregular.

Wednesday, August 1
So by this point, I’m starting to think I’m going to be in here for a week! However, at 6:30AM, they came to wheel me to labor and delivery, because my OB wanted to start the drip on me to get the contracts regular and kick my uterus into gear. So yay! Finally we’re getting somewhere. The drip started slowly and contracts were not near as bad as I thought from it. They kept increasing it and even though they were hard contracts, they were extremely short (like 20-30 seconds) so I could continue to breathe through them. By 10AM, I was 8-9cms and contracting regularly. So they turned off the drip hoping my uterus would just finish off the job. Unfortunately, contracts started slowing down again. I was still doing fine with them, but was somewhat getting tired of not going anywhere.

Around 2:30pm the anesthesiologist came in wondering if I was getting an epi. I told him I didn’t really want one and he was really concerned because if I ended up with an emergency c/s, I wouldn’t have time to get one and would have to be put out. He wasn’t very happy and went for coffee while Mike & I talked about options. I wasn’t very keen on getting one because I just really didn’t like it with Katie. I didn’t have one with Jake and did just fine. However, by this point (nearly 3pm) I was still measuring 8-9cms and that was a bit frustrating. By this time they’d turned the drip back on, so I was contracting pretty good, but not really going anywhere. So around 3pm the epi guy came back and we told him I’d decided to get one in case of emergency c/s. The thought of being put out was not appealing in the slightest. So he put the epi in…and while it wasn’t too bad, you have to understand that I just can’t handle that kind of thing. It was all I could do to focus on something else and not pass out. I was really lightheaded because I was just grossed out. I really had to fight back tears at that point, because I really just wanted to go home and be done with this haha! I didn’t want an epi, but here I was getting one and I wasn’t overly happy about it.

Very soon though, the edge was gone from the contracts and I could just focus on getting myself relaxed and ready for these babies. They checked me after the epi was in and found I was 10cm and nearly ready to go. We just had to wait until I had the urge to push. So around 3:30pm, I gave a little push with one contraction and the waters were bulging out. All the nurses & the resident doctors were excited. (Oh I forgot to mention that I had a couple nurses assigned to me all day and the 2 resident doctors were checking on me all day too).

So they started wheeling me to the OR, cause twins have to be delivered in there. Well this place was a hub of activity. They had to have to OR staff on hand in case of emergency c/s. The nurses were there for me, the resident doctors, the OB on call (not my OB), the nurses for the babies, the epi guy, and who knows who else…seriously there must have been 20 people in there. Mike didn’t even know where to stand! It was like a bee hive. I was somewhat freezing as they had to put me in a different bed and my legs were in stirrups and stuff. But finally they got me warm and finally they asked me to push.

Pushing I can do! So with a few good pushes, Twin A makes her appearance! It’s only 3:47pm. They rush her away and I can see her a little ways from me being checked out by the nurses. The doctors in the meantime had done a quick u/s check and see Twin B is head down and ready to go. They said that I could push anytime. I opted to take a deep breath and wait a sec haha! Then with about 2 pushes, Twin B made her appearance only 3 mins later (3:50pm). Off she goes to be checked out by the nurses and everything too.

Wow, I could hardly believe that all that labor was over in a matter of maybe 10 mins in the OR. They stitched me up, as I’d had a small tear. It was a bit entertaining to hear the OB teach the residents…he stitched up the harder parts and then the girl resident stitched up the easier part. The girl resident was also super excited about my placenta. She held it up for me to see and while I thought it was gross, I was amazed at how huge it was – seriously. Apparently they are sending it away to be analyzed…hopefully that will determine if the twins are identical or not. I guess twin placentas are very interesting things to study – who knew.

Anyways, while this is going on, I’d asked Mike to go check on the girls and see how they are doing. He came back to report that Twin B was doing great and Twin A was being hooked up to cpap? And had oxygen and such being given her as she came out not doing as well. He said everything was fine though and I wasn’t worried. I guess she was a little pale and they were concerned.

I got moved back to the L & D room where I’d been most of the day. I had to stay there for an hour, so I got to eat and I got to nurse Twin B. I was starved so food was good haha! Mike was of course phoning everyone by this point to let them know what was going on. Some of our family was getting pretty worried about us since we’d been in so long.

We eventually got moved back to our room. We hung out and some of our family came to visit. Katie & Jake were brought too and I was so happy to see them! They could only see Twin B because baby A was under observation in the nursery. No matter, they were delighted to see us and know that all was well.

Thursday, August 2
So I got to nurse Twin B during the night and early in the morning they came to tell me that Baby A was screaming in the nursery for food, so I could come nurse her. That was music to my ears as I hadn’t even really got to see her yet. She nursed like a champ and was removed from most of the monitors…just the IV had to stay. So I nursed both babies that morning.

Mike came in while I was nursing and we finally got to see the babies side by side and put some names to them. Baby A was now Abigail Grace and Baby B was now Arianna Faith. They were beautiful and we were quite delighted to just sit there and look at the two together. They looked very similar, but had a few differences too.

The day went by pretty quietly. Some family came to visit. I continued to nurse and Arianna shared my room with me. Mike picked up the kids and came to the hospital for supper with me.

I went to bed pretty early cause I was tired. One of the nurses offered to keep Arianna in the nursery too so I could get some rest…that was super nice. I got a decent sleep.

Friday, August 3
They removed Abigail’s IV this morning – YAY! So now both girls were rooming with me. They were sleeping in the same basinet and looked so cute! Both were nursing pretty good and we were working on keeping them eating every 3hrs.

I was really starting to get homesick by today. I watched some TV and I filled out a lot of the Baby Books I’d bought. When Mike & the kids left that night to go home for the night I really fought to hold back tears. I was missing my family pretty badly by this point.

Saturday, August 4
All day I wondered if I could get to go home. I even got dressed hoping I could! The girls were doing great! They were both nursing well and I could see no reason they would make me stay. The pediatrician said I had to stay another day. But when I found that out, I asked the nurses to please call her and please ask if I can go…they were referred to my doctor (who was on holidays) and eventually they got an ok from him to let me go home – YAY! So at around 5pm we were walking out the doors of the hospital with our two new bundles in hand.

Things have been going great ever since…we are so blessed and life is good!!!

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"Christi3715" wrote:

Well, we got to the hospital a little after 5 for me to be induced. I was pretty nervous, trying to prepare myself for the worst. I started getting pitocin around 7, and then my doctor came in at 7:30 and broke my water. She said to be prepared for a long labor... and not long after she broke my water I started getting contractions, mainly back labor. I was dilated to a 4 and 60% effaced at this time, and he had moved up a little from my Tuesday appointment to a -2 station.

So, contractions go on for a while and are pretty painful - pretty much all in my back. DH was SO AMAZING and rubbed my back almost constantly with a tennis ball. That helped a ton. The nurse gave me the lowest dose of Demerol because she said it would help with the pain, but it didn't at all. It just made me pretty drowsy (apparently I started talking realllly sloooowwwly, lol). So, the contractions started feeling stronger and around 11:30 am I asked the nurse to check me again to see if he had lowered and I could get my epidural. She checked me and got a strange look on her face, so for an instant I got a little nervous. Then she said, "Oh, Christi, you're completely dilated, and he is LOW!" She said she felt like I could do it without an epidural at this point, although she gave the impression that I could get one if I really wanted to. At that point the urge to push was sooooo strong that I felt like maybe I could do it, so we went for it.

I had no idea what pushing would feel like, but it really did feel like I just needed to go to the bathroom really bad. They had me push with each contraction - take a deep breath and let it out, then take a deep breath, hold and push several times for each contraction. I pushed for a little over an hour but it only felt like 30 minutes or so to me. And the pushing, although it wasn't what I would call pleasant, actually felt good in a way because it masked the pain of the contraction. It burned a little when he crowned but not anything like I thought it would be. My doctor was great about stretching me while I pushed. I ended up with a 2nd degree tear but I didn't feel it at all because she gave me a numbing shot down there before I started pushing. Anyway, Jackson was born at 12:50 pm - 8 pounds even, 20 inches long, 8 & 9 on his apgars. They did all the cleaning and everything in the room, which was great, and my doctor delivered the placenta (just pushed on my stomach and gently pulled it out) and sewed me up. The sewing hurt a little but then she gave me another shot and that helped.

So, all in all I really feel like it couldn't have gone any better! Aside from being sore from the stitches I feel great and it was very empowering. DH and I are both tired and will probably head to bed now but I had to write you all and share my story because I am so excited with how everything went. My prayers for a safe and healthy delivery were definitely answered. Breastfeeding is going so-so... we are going to try again tomorrow and hopefully it will go better then.

Thanks to everyone for all your ELV's!

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"Belle Honey" wrote:

Well ladies, it's nice to be home and trying to feel like myself again. The birth didn't go exactly as planned, but all in all it worked out for the best.

At 1:40 a.m. Monday morning my water broke. I knew right away that this would likely be a problem for my planned natural birth because I had had no real labor symptoms. We went to the hospital immediately because I had tested positive for GBS and wanted to make sure we got the antibiotics in. I was only having really mild and irregular contractions and the midwives let me hold off until about 9:00 a.m. before they started me on pitocin. Luckily it only took a very small dose to get things rolling. However, I began by being dilated only to a 1 and the baby was only at station -1. Progress was really really slow and I had a fabulous support team in my husband and sister. Everything went great until about 5 hours later when I had only dilated to a 5 and the baby had barely descended (more about that later). I was feeling really quite discouraged at that point and finally relented and got an epidural. Interestingly enough, while I was sitting and waiting for the anesthesiologist for 45 minutes, I dilated to an 8! We didn't know until the epidural was already in. However, as events unfolded it turns out it was a good thing I had the epidural after all. I kept the epidural on low so that I could still feel contractions and be very aware of what was happening, but I did manage to get a little sleep while I finished dilating. Even when I was at a 10, the baby was only at station +1, so the midwife decided to see if the baby would descend over a couple of hours. Well, I finally started feeling the urge to push, and even though baby hadn't really moved any lower, they let me start pushing. I pushed for 2 and 1/2 hours! I feel for Mommy Buga Buga because I know she pushed for 3 and let me tell you, 2 and 1/2 was definitely my limit. I thought he was NEVER going to come out! As it happens, he came through the birth canal with his head SIDEWAYS! Who knew that was possible? The midwife couldn't get him to turn, but he finally decided to right at the end and I was able to push him out. They threatened us with the "f" word (forceps) and that seemed to do the trick. Smile My midwife and the hospital staff were incredible. I couldn't have asked for a better team.

Although I really wanted a natural birth, with the difficulty in pushing him out I am glad I had the epidural in hindsight. My other problem was that I was under the impression that I was being fed saline and sugar through my iv, so I didn't eat much at all and I just completely ran out of energy about halfway through. Note to self for next time: eat even if you don't feel like it.

So baby and I and DH are home and doing well. Max is breastfeeding fabulously well and I am just waiting for my milk to come in. Here are some pictures of our little guy.

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Kaia (Kye-uh, although no one so far has had any problems pronouncing her name on the first try) was born @ 5:55 AM on the 8th of August AT HOME after 29 hours of labor. She was 5 pounds, 10 oz and 18 inches long with apgars of 9, 10 and 10. She had a compound presentation (Left hand was born at the same time as her head, ow) which caused the pushing stage to last 5.5 hours. We did a water birth and I would definately reccomend that to anyone, the water made the pain MUCH more manageable and of course since we were at home there was no option of drugs.
I'm not sure exactly when labor started - I woke up with contractions around 1AM on the 7th and walked out to get a heating pad at about 220AM and my water broke by the microwave. (FYI I had taken castor oil a couple hours before I went to bed ~ I was at 39 weeks and 4 days) I called everyone I needed to and was told to let them know when I couldn't talk through the contractions anymore ... that happened at around 6-630AM. Contractions to me felt like strong menstrual cramps with almost a sharp gas-pain mixed in. At around midnight (!) I started feeling a little like I needed to poo and was checked and told I was 9.5-10cm and to go ahead and start pushing whenever I felt the urge. (I never noticed a 'transition' time that was any worse then any other of the contractions) The pushing urge NEVER came! I had to just start pushing without it, and it felt pretty awkward but I got into a rythm with it after a couple of hours. I was able to sleep in between the pushing and rest because I was so relaxed in the water. (Actually, I slept in between nearly all of my contractions, even when they were 2 minutes apart!) I caught her myself and my husband cut the cord (We had a professional birth attendent who used to work in L&D for 8 years with us and my mom who has had 6 babies). Because of the compound presentation, I tore in two spots - a one degree tear and two degree tear -- I got three stitches total and they don't even bother me now. (Birth attendent stitched me up after she was born) It was exactly the birth I wanted, even with the 29 hours. Honestly though, I had no idea it was taking that long because I was so caught up in what I doing that I was not looking at the clock at all. I was SHOCKED when we figured out how long it had been!
In case anyone is curious, I weighed myself about 3 hours after she was born and I had lost exactly 15 pounds. Right now (3 days later) I look maybe 3-4 months pregnant. My stomach is not wrecked like I feared it would be! Hurray!
Anyways, Kaia is breastfeeding really well now and a incredibly happy and QUIET baby. We just love her to pieces. This was a really rambling post so if you are able to make heads or tails of it I congratulate you!

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"Whitn23" wrote:

Oh ladies do I have a story for you. Biggrin

So Wednesday night I was watching t.v and decided that I was tired enough to go try and sleep. That was around 11:30. When I got in bed I started having some contractions but didn't think anything of them because they were really irregular and only hurting in my lower belly like fake labor ones. I got up to go pee and when I wiped I had some blood. Not bloody show but blood. So I went to wake up A.J but before I could get him up for good I went back to the toilet because it felt like I needed to poo real bad. The contractions were hurting but not as much as I thought they would in labor. While sitting there I coughed and my water broke. Which I wasn't for sure it was my water because there was a lot of blood along with it. Freaking out I got A.J up and said I think we need to to the hospital. I called the oncall dr. and asked what he thought. He said it was bloody show and said to come in and he would monitor the baby. I laughed because I knew it wasn't bloody show. So off we went to the hospital having contractions the whole way..... I was still in denial at this point. Biggrin Anywho, we got there and I had not registered so we had to wait and do that. Literally, I thought I was going to die when I was sitting there. I was sweating, shaking and really needed to "poo". (all signs of transition) I asked the lady if I really needed to be downstairs for this part because A.J was more than capable of handling it on his own. The b!tch told me YES! I was so pissed. Her keyboard stopped working thank the Lord and the other guy took me up. He asked me not to have the baby in the elevator, lol. Upstairs they asked me to get a gown on.... that was a job in it's own. My contractions at this point were close and hurt REAL bad. I sat on the toilet and actually used the bathroom. While still sitting on the toilet I stripped down and put my gown on. I got to the bed and the nurse asked me what I was at my last check. I told her 3-4 and completely thinned. She said oh and was like we better check you then. Literally as soon as she put her hand in to check me she was like wow, you are 10 cms. I still asked if I could have drugs even though I knew that I couldn't.
They had me start pushing probably 5 min. later. I was good at pushing said the nurse, so it didn't take long to get him out. I could of pushed him out sooner but it hurt so bad/ I didn't want to poo on the table. lol. After pushing maybe 9 times Logan entered the world screaming just like his momma was. (The entire 5th floor probably heard me screaming. Biggrin ) I tore some at the very end but the 3 were small. Getting stiched up hurt like hell because the dr. was bad at giving me enough local.
The nurse was impressed and said that was the shortest labor she had experienced. I was happy with that. Biggrin I was hooked up the comp. from 1:12 and had him at 1:49. Overall, I loved that it was short but it was scary because of the same reason. My dr. told me I better be camping at the hospital with the next one or else I will probably won't make it.
Also, I almost passed out when they got me up to use the bathroom. I was sitting on the toilet just swaying. lol. I lost a little too much blood so they pushed on my belly more (OW) and watched me a bit longer than normally they would have.
Logan is absolutely beautiful and a very good baby. He either breastfeeds or he doesn't. He is looking a little yellow today but not too bad. He's down to 6.8 from 6.14 which is good. We get to go home tomorrow! YAY. I'm ready to sleep in my own bed.
So that is my story if it doens't make sense I will blame it on the pain pills I'm on. Biggrin

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"Bethany2" wrote:

Hi, Ladies- I finally got a chance to post this. I hope everyone is doing well!!!

On Monday morning, I went in to the hospital because my contractions got painful and were 5 minutes apart. They sent me home after two hours of observation because I didn't move any further. I got very upset- I just wanted it to be time! And the resident examining me was not very nice-I swear she rolled her eyes when I started crying. I spent the next five hours with contractions at home. They got fairly painful and went to 3 minutes by 3pm. We headed back in to the hospital and from 10am to 3pm, I got to 7cm...I was VERY happy that I did all of that at home and could walk around, etc...The doctor's this time were so wonderful! I felt very comfortable.

After about an hour, I got my epidural- which I was worried about because the contractions were consecutive and I thought he might have said it was too late!!! But a mere ten minutes later and I was a whole different person! I was so Mom, Brother and Matt’s Mom just sat and waited, we chatted, called relatives and laughed while I went from 7cm to 10cm...About an hour and a half later, I was ready to push- but my contractions stopped! So, we just waited for a little bit and things started up again...I only had to push for about 25 minutes and she came right out to meet us! She was born at 8:07pm. It total, 10 hours of labor...not too bad. I did have to get a pretty big repair, but at the time I didn’t care about anything! I had to get two internal repairs and a repair from an episiotomy. She was put directly on my chest and was wide eyed alert- just laying there staring at me!! My mom AND my brother were with me the whole time...Johnny, my brother, was such a trooper- I asked him several times if he was sure he wanted to stay, but he kept saying yes...he was very cute about the whole thing...everytime I had to hold my breath and push, he held his breath too!! Very funny. He did, of course, "stay behind the yellow line"- we instituted the phantom "yellow line" that began at my he was the hand holder and breath-holding partner!

I was just amazed by the whole experience and she is just wonderful! She sleeps all of the time...her first night home, she slept from 10pm to 4am, ate and then went back to bed until 7am...WooHoo!!! She is just content and makes funny faces...curls up on my shoulder and sighs...there is nothing better!

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"2ndtimearound" wrote:

Sorry it has taken so long. I have been lurking, but it has been a busy week learning to juggle a newborn and a 5 year old. We are doing well and Congrats on all the new babys and now that we have something resembling a schedule I should be able to post more.

Last Friday I felt "uncomfortable" and I had a 10:15 Doc. appt. On the way there I noticed I was having bearable contractions 7min. apart but being as though I was sceptical I just ignored them pretty much. While waiting in the room to be seen they started to get stronger and when the doc came in I told him. He checked me and I was at 4cm. He said that when they become 5 min. apart call back he did not want me to wait he thought I would go fast. He also told me that if I could come up with any excuse to come back that day he would NOT send me home but right over to be admited.

On my way home from the appt. I quickly went from every 7 min. apart to 5 min. apart already but I had to get home to take care of DD ( I had left her home with my mom babysitting) and since I had no idea I had left my stuff at home. I had already called DH to get his butt home from Buffalo ASAP (1hr and 1/2 drive time) now I just had to ship DD off to my SIL and she sped to get there. I called my friend to come and get me I needed to go back to the docs and I was NOT coming home. at 3 min. aprart we were on our way back to the docs.

I got there a little before 1:00. I was not smiling through my contractions anymore and when he checked I was at 5 already. I headed over to the hospital (right next door) and got checked in. By 2:00 I had my epi and I was so happy to be rid of that pain! I went from 5 cm to ten by 5:15. They broke my water, 7 min. and 4 pushed later Mylie was born 8lbs. 1oz. 20 1/2 inches healthy as can be.

My labor this time as a piece of cake and I was so relived after DD's labor I was so scared. So those of you who had it rough this time, don't worry it can get better. We are all adjusting to having a new little one around and she is such a good baby. I'm picture stupid so sorry I more than likely will not be posting any.

Thanks for reading,

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Thursday morning (8/9) I woke up at 8:15 to get ready for my 39 week OB appointment.. DH had already gone to work, and when I got up out of bed my water broke all over the floor! No question about it.. I called DH to come home to get me, and then called my Mom to have her head down since she was 4 hours away.. We arrived at the hospital around 9:30 where we proceeded to sit in triage for almost 2 hours.. My contractions weren't bad on the way in, but they were progressively getting worse as I sat there.. Just about the time when I was getting ready to go find someone to get us moving, a resident came in and asked about my "possible rupture".. I said "there's nothing possible about it!" She lifted the sheet up, agreed with my diagnosis, and they admitted me.. We got to our L&D room around noon, and when they checked me I was still about 3 cm. I told the nurse that I wanted something for the pain, and since I was so close to 4, she fought for me to get an epidural.. Plus they wanted to get some pitocin going, and I told them that I wasn't going to have any of that without some drugs.. I got the epi (ahhhhh!) and they started the pitocin.. After cranking the pitocin up a couple of times, they checked me again because I was feeling some increased pain through the epidural.. I was only up to 4 cm so they gave me a "boost" (whatever they called it, I forgot) and I felt alot better.. I rested and watched some TV for about 1.5 hours when all the sudden I felt a ton of pressure... I told the nurse that I needed to be checked again, and sure enough I was 9.5 cm dilated, 100% effaced, +2 station.. The doc came in and had me push, but I was having a tough time feeling the contractions through the pain of pushing.. I obviously wasn't ready yet, so we took about a half hour break to let the contractions do some work.. The doc returned and I started pushing again.. I pushed through probably 5 contractions and he was out!! Biggrin The doc did all she could to stretch me, but I ended up needing a very small episiotomy to get his head out.. He arrived at 6:10pm, 10 hours after my membrane rupture.. 7 pounds, 13 oz.. 20.5 inches tall..

I tested positive for GBS, and had an increased temp during labor.. When Colin arrived, he had a bit of an increased heart rate, so they took him to the NICU for observation for a couple of hours.. They transferred me to my Mother/Baby room and I finally got to hold and feed him around 9:30pm.. I was worried about getting him to feed, but he latched like a champ!! We had to stay at the hospital for 48 hours because of the GBS so he could get some doses of antibiotics.. His cultures came back negative and they let us come home last night Smile

Here's some pics of our little one.. The stuff in his head was his heplock for the IV antibiotics..

Here's his cute head!!! Biggrin

Going home!!!

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"singlemomma807" wrote:

Heya, girls. It's been a very, very long few days, but as I sit here, watching my son sleep soundly in his swing, I'm so at peace. I want to share our story with you. It's definitely a story about miracles and prayers! Also, sorry for the camera phone pictures. I will get some (real) pictures up very soon. We're having camera issues. Sad A little warning - there is some pretty squicky, scary stuff in here. Just remember, it has a happy ending!!

On Wednesday, August 8th, I went into the hospital to begin cervidil treatments. My mom got me settled and went home; no need for us both to be sitting there! They got me started and I began the long journey that was my birthing experience. I woke up very early on the ninth, in severe pain. My mom and my sister got to the hospital around 5.30 am. I got up, walked around a bit, took a shower, and they started my pitocin drip around 6 am. I almost immediately doubled over. It was SO painful!! When they checked me around 9 am, I was dilated to a four and having very regular, painful contractions. The baby was doing SPECTACULARLY, his heart rate was perfect, he was perfect. I, however, was in terrible amounts of pain. They offered to give me my epidural then, but not knowing how long labor would be, I really didn't want to already have it. I opted for some Nubane, which made me very loopy. I was sort of sleep-talking to my mom and sister. However, I finally got a break from the pain. I went to sleep. About an hour later, I was dilated to a five. The drugs were wearing off, and I was in intense pain. Mind you, I have a VERY high threshold for pain tolerance. I broke my hand and laughed. I was almost in tears. Finally, I consented to the epidural.

This is where it gets a little scary. The epi-guy came in almost immediately (I think after reading so many birth stories, I was scared it would take an hour for him to get there!), and got me all set up. I felt fine, if a little nervous, until all of a sudden I fell over. I could NOT hold myself up. And then the overwhelming headache. OMG, I cannot begin to tell you how it felt. I literally wanted to tear my brain out to make it stop hurting. I threw up several times (once all over my poor sister....). Finally, they moved my paralyzed body into a prone position. The epi-guy had missed, nicking the dura with his needle. My brain was flooded with spinal fluid. This is a semi-common occurance with spinal blocks, but VERY rare with epidurals. Because he missed, the epi-guy had given me a spinal, not an epidural. Not only that, an hour later, I was in screaming pain again, but unable to move a muscle to find a position to lessen it. It was terrible. I was dilated to a six for EIGHT HOURS this way, lying completely paralyzed in bed, sobbing and screaming. Fortunately, I was so out of it because of the headache, I don't remember most of this. What I do remember is that toward the end of the eighth hour, the doctor came in to tell me that I had two options. One, I could opt for a second epidural, so that I could rest and we could wait and see if I would dilate on my own, or two, they took the baby by c-section because he was starting to show signs of fetal distress. I asked which she thought was better, and she told me that because he'd done so well so far, that she thought we should wait and see if relaxing and resting would allow me to dilate.

So, after eight hours of this agony, they pulled the first epidural catheter and gave me a second epidural. I passed out. An hour later, the pain woke me up again. It turns out, epidurals just aren't my thing. They don't work. Also, the first one kind of turned me off of them forever. It was so terrifying. After having slept for an hour, the nurse checked me. I held my breath, terrified. She gave me a HUGE grin, a gigantic hug, and said "you're at an 8!! We're going to have this baby vaginally!!" I was soooo relieved. As she was washing her hands after checking me, I suddenly KNEW. I laughed and said, "uh, it's time." She looked at me and shook her head, telling me no, no way, I was too slow a progressor, that it was just some pressure. I insisted, and she checked me again. Turns out, I was right! (Duh, when will doctors learn that women know their own bodies?) She phoned the doctor, who took FOREVER to get there. I was trying soooo hard not to cry, the pain and pressure were so bad. But we did it!! The doctor ended up having to give me an episiotomy because Caden got stuck, but after 18 hours of intense back labor, two epidurals, 45 minutes of pushing, and an episitomy that required more stitches than I want to think about, Caden Matthew Alexander was born on August 9th, at 11:36 pm. He weighed 6 lbs, 15 oz, and was 20 inches long. Because I cannot hold him due to the pain and the drugs I'm on, we haven't been able to breast feed. I'm sad about that, but he's doing very well on formula. We have to go get a special hearing test done on his left ear, because he hasn't been able to pass a basic hearing test on it yet. Other than that, he is absolutely perfect. We are completely in love.

I'll post some real pictures when I get my camera situation sorted out, but here are a few camera phone pictures until then.

My monkey, just minutes after he was born :

Just hanging out after the hospital photographer came in and took his pictures...

So tiny... and such a grip! He loves to hold your hands when you cuddle him Smile

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"CrochetingCricket" wrote:

Here’s our birth story (finally!)

I went into the hospital as scheduled at 5:30 on Tuesday, August 7. The nurse checked me, and I had dilated to a 3. She also said I was having contractions (didn’t feel them at all.) By 5:45, both Lily and I were hooked up to monitors, my Hep lock was in place, and the nurse was getting ready to administer the Cervidil. Plans changed when - around 5:50 - both of our blood pressures dropped. The nurse started pushing IV fluids, and our blood pressures came back up, but the OB on call said no Cervidil after that. I suspect that the Hep lock had something to do with my BP dropping (I hate needles,) because I only had one other episode after that.

Around 10:00, they gave me a sleeping pill and started me on a low dose of Pitocin, which they upped around 3:00 on Wednesday morning. I didn’t sleep much because Lily kept moving away from the monitor, and a nurse kept having to come in and find her again. At 7:00 on Wednesday morning, my doctor came in, checked me (I was dilated to a 4 or 5 by then and starting to feel some of my contractions,) broke my water, and put an internal monitor on Lily.

For the most part, I only knew for sure I was having a contraction by watching the monitor. More out of curiosity than real need, I asked the nurse when I could have my epidural. She called the anesthesiologist and then checked me…and I was dilated to a 6! I got my epidural around 8:30 - right about the time the contractions started to hurt. I think most of the pain was tension, though, because I had noticed that every time I had a contraction, Lily’s heart rate would drop a little.

Except for getting nervous when I would see Lily’s heart rate drop, I was pretty content to just hang out in bed and wait. Mike was a little more anxious, however, and around 10:20 he asked the nurse how we were doing. The nurse checked, looked surprised, and said I was completely dilated…and that she thought she felt hair. She pulled down a lamp, and Mike got to see the top of Lily’s head. She asked me to try to push; I did, and she immediately told me to stop and called for the doctor, room setup, and the nursery team. My doctor came into the room at 10:40, I pushed one and a half times, and Lily was born. Come to find out, her umbilical cord was wrapped around an arm and loosely around her neck, which was why her blood pressure would drop whenever I had a contraction.

After being so easy going about being born, though, Lily decided to throw us a little curve ball. Early Thursday morning, her bilirubin levels started climbing, and the pediatrician recommended using a formula supplement to try to push the bilirubin out of her system. I hesitated because breastfeeding was going just as smoothly as labor and delivery, but I finally said okay. By Thursday evening, Lily - who had been spending just about all her time in our room - was confined to the nursery under a bililight for three hour stretches, only coming out to nurse. Her bilirubin levels were 14.8 when we left on Friday (our pediatrician let us bring her home, but only because I had already been discharged and we live an hour from the hospital.) Home health brought a bililight for us to take home and use. Yesterday (Saturday) we took her back to the doctor, and her levels were up to 19.6. The doctor warned us that we might have to readmit her to the hospital, but he wanted to wait until today to make that decision. We brought her home, stripped her down, put the bililight on her and kept her cradle in front of the sunniest window in the house, which required Mike to rearrange the living room furniture twice a day. It worked, though - the home health nurse came out this morning, and Lily’s bilirubin is down to a 16. We take her back to the pediatrician tomorrow, and with any luck her levels will have come down enough that we can take her off the bililight and reduce her supplemental feedings.

All in all, I couldn’t have asked for an easier labor and delivery. I had a grand total of three stitches, which I think have already healed. My flow has slowed down to almost nothing. My only complaints are that my ankles are STILL extremely swollen, and I have a horrendous case of the baby blues - to the point that I haven’t spoken to anyone other than Mike, Ian, and Lily’s doctor and nurse since coming home from the hospital. I find that if I avoid people, I feel fine - it’s just dealing with anyone other than my little immediate family that pushes me to tears. Fortunately, everyone except my mother understands. Mike has been absolutely wonderful, changing diapers and handling all the supplemental feedings. In fact, he’s a little sad that we may be ending them soon - he enjoys feeding Lily as much as I do. I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have him to help me.

So…that’s it in a nutshell! We don’t have a digital camera or a scanner, so I can’t post pictures directly. However, my boss took a lot of pictures and posted them on her blog -

Good luck to all of you who are still waiting - and congratulations to everyone who had their babies while I was MIA!

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"Curlylocks" wrote:

Ok... here it is in it's fully gory glory Wink

Some of you might remember my posts from the night before Olivia was born... I had a docs appt that day and after has some strong cramping and spotting. About 4pm I had a strong contraction, but didnt think much of it since I'd had contrax for the last two weeks and since I was having cramping anyway. The contrax continued and I didnt monitor them until later that night. I did sent DH for a nap cos he was really tired and I thought it might end up being a long night if I really WAS in labor. I looked after DD and put her to bed despite the strengthening contrax. At about 930pm we called my MIL to come over for the night just in case, and I called my OB who said to go in to L&D to be checked. My contrax were 7mins apart. When we got to the hosp, my contrax had retracted to 8-10 mins apart and I was worried they would stop. They monitored me and said they weren't really 'regular', but to go and walk for an hr and they would re-check. I was 2.5cm dilated (up from 2 at my appt). After walking around my contrax were about 4 mins apart, but no stronger, and no more dilation. THey confirmed I was in early labor, and said I could stay, but my OB knew I wanted to labor at home so they said that was fine too. We came home and went to bed. I tried to rest, but my contrax were getting stronger. At 4am I monitored them and they were about 8 mins apart. I had DH wake up to put on my TENS machine, which was INVALUABLE for aiding my pain relief and throughout my labor. I didnt take it off from this point on! With every contraction I could press my big red button and get a slight surge of electro-impulses that distracts the body mentally and physically from the pain (they are popular in the UK for labor). I went back to bed for a cpl of hours. The next morning I labored at home on my birthing ball and walking around until about 1130am, when I called the doc again although my CX were still only 7 mins apart. I knew I was running short on time and I had to get 2 doses of antibiotics since I am GBS positive. Sure enough, as soon as we got in the car, my CX strengthened and were 5 mins apart constistently. At my OB's office he checked me and said I was almost 5cm (nice). I went to check in at the hospital (you walk through a tunnel from my OBs to the hospital - it's almost the same building), and labored there on my ball and walking around. They hooked me up to an IV to get some fluid and for the antibiotics. I was managing it REALLY well! At almost 3pm I starting getting the shakes and I figured transition might be close. But I still needed muy 2nd dose of antibiotics, and I couldn't believe my active labor had gone so fast. I opted to get an epi at that point to slow things down a little since I needed my 2nd dose at 430pm. At 3.30 she checked me and confirmed I was 10cm. I was still at +1 so I could just relax. The epi didnt work too well and I could still feel every contraction, although it did take the edge off a little. I threw up a cpl of times (common in transition I think). I breathed through the contrax for the next hr, and they gave me a quick dose of antibiotics at 4.20. By 5pm my epi had almost completely worn off, and I was ready to push. Contrax were hard and fast - every minute. I had also started to get back labor for the first time, but couldn't quite get into a comfy position to try and change the baby's position - which I figured had changed from anterior to posterior (I was right). Pushing was hard and painful... but I only pushed for 20 mins, through about 4-5 contrax (they slowed down a little). Sure enough - she was face up (just like her sister) and chin up (rare to have this happen twice I am told!) I only got a small 2nd degree tear - I had a local so he could stitch me up. I was up and about an hr later... which I thought was not possible after my horrendous delivery of DD#1. AWESOME! A great experience - I am so glad I was able to go through so much meds free, and to experience the 'high' of transition and pushing. Olivia is perfect!
Here are some photos to go with my LONG story!

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"Pregnant~w/~Riley" wrote:

Havent been able to go online until now, but our little girl was born august 4th at 3:15. She weighed 7 lbs 5 ozs and was 19 3/4 inches. I called up the doctor friday morning because I woke up that morning really early not feeling good at all. I had a really bad nauseating headache, felt dizzy and was extremely tired. Because I had high blood pressure problems for the past couple weeks they told me to come in and get checked out right away. At the doctors office they checked and I was 1 cm and a bleed really badly after the doctor checked me. They decided to induce me because that was my actual due date as well. We went straight to the hospital and the inserted something to get my cervix started. By the next morning when they checked me I was already 3 cm. They started pitocin at around 10:30am and by 1:30 i was 10 cm. They waited 1 hour for me to "labor down" because it was my first pregnancy and at 2:30 I started pushing. Riley was born at 3:15 pm.
Labor was a pretty good experience for me. It went pretty fast and I had an epidural once the pain started getting really bad. The worst part for me was that night after she was born when the epidural wore off. I had a grade 3 laceration! **ouch** But, I'm feeling much better now and it was all worth it to see our little girl!

Here is her picture when we were about to leave the hospital to go home:

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"Bellaluna" wrote:

Ok, it started Tuesday the 7th when I went in to see my MW to get induced that day. I found out that she made other plans and wasn't going to induce now till Thursday. I was 39 weeks and 2 days. 3 cm dialated, very thined out, and baby's head realy low.
So I went home. Ate half a pinapple. Then decided to try castor oil. I didn't want to take alot. 2 oz (4 Tablespoons) is the recomended dose I guess. I took half a T at 7 another half at 9 and a half at 11. Didn't do to much at first. A few contrations, a little bit of feeling sick but nothing bad. I went to bed at 1.
Then at 2:30 in the morning I woke up to some pretty pain full contractions. I walk around for a few minuets and then decided to try and find the contration timer to see if they were regular in frequency. At this time they were about 3 mins apart. I never did have the time to find the site cause while I was looking my water broke. That was more then enough to get me motivated to go to the hospital.
I started waking people up. My DH called my father to come get the kids. One word of advice. Make sure noone uses the car that doesn't know how to put the keys back where they are suppose to go. Last thing you want to be doing in labor is looking for car keys.
We ended up getting to the hospital at 3. By this time my contrations were about a minent to two apart. I had to stop in the parking lot 3 times before making it to the door because of contrations. We got checked it. I was probably in my room around 3:30 where I got check and was dialated to a 7.
I asked for my epi at this time. And also some pain med since I didn't know how long it would take to get the epi and with labor coming on so quickly and painfully. So they gave me something. Not sure what it was. But big mistake. It didn't take the pain away at all. Just made me feel extremely drunk. I couldn't make sense of anything. Took me several mins to process information.
At 4 my father still hadn't shown up so I asked DH to check on the kids. Where someone from the hospital complained at him for the kids being alone in the waiting room that my nurse said they could be in. So DH decieded to take the kids downstairs to wait for my father.
From 4 to 5 was the worst. My father hadn't shown up. I had to many side effects from the medication that I felt completely helpless. And had to go throw labor by myself beliving my dad was dead since he should have been there. I got the epi. around 4:30. A push button. Which took 15 mins to kick in and this time unlike before I could feel everything when getting it. And the anastegoligist was kindof a bitch.
At 5 they decided that the it was time to push. So I asked the nurse if she could find DH and bring him up and if there was somewhere for the kids to be. The ended up having to have a nurse run out to the parking lot to grab him and the kids. When he showed up 7 pushes and Annalea was born at 5:15am on 8/8/07. 5 pounds 14 oz, 19 inches long.
She was placed on my chest for a few minents while they cut the cord and cleaned her up a litte. She was having a little bit of a strugle crying so the ended up taking her to the nursery.
At six o'clock I finaly was alittle clearer ( not much) and able to remeber where the calling card was and my dad's phone number. So I called him up. He was still at home. Said when he got of the phone with DH he decieded that he didn't want to drive because he had a beer earlier and didn't think enough time had past. I was pissed. He could have said something or let us know somehow. Afterwards I think he believed I'de be in labor longer or something. I'm still pissed about what happened but I try not to think to much about it now. At the time I felt totaly robed of enjoying the birth of my daughter because of that. But enough of that. anyways.
I'll go a little into the hospital stay. I found out a few hours later that she had to be put under oxygen for about an hour because of the drugs they had givin me. The first day she slept most the time, barely ate, found out that her blood type and mine were different and because of what they were she was more at risk for jandice. So we stayed an extra day to make sure she was going to be doing ok when we got home. The second day went great. When we were getting ready to leave the third day her doctor detected a heart murmer which they had to look at with an ultrasound. Turns out one of area in her heart that is suppose to close when born didn't shut completely. But the hole is so small it should close up on its own. They are just going to keep a close eye on her.
As for me it wasn't until 3 that afternoon, after she was born, that I had use of my legs again. And even then they were weak. I now know what it would be like to be paralized. I was completely dependent on everything. But the nurses during labor and post partum were so wonderful. Also it was nice. The hospital gives the new parent a candlelight dinner (well no real candles since in a hospital but the had a light that looked like one). Which included a nice meal, dessert, and sparkling apple juice for both parents.
Anyways I know this was realy long. I tryed to shorten it down some. But we are home. Things are great. Busyier now with house, company, and baby. But it is so amazing how you can fall so completely in love with someone you don't even know. She barely crys. Most of the time just makes noises. And looks at you with her eyes while talking to her. I barely put her down. I even have to hold her when she is sleeping.
Congrats to everyone that has had their babies. I see there are quite a few. But I haven't been able to check to much around the board right now.
And here are some pics.

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"Christinlilly" wrote:

Well my last post, I asked you guys if your menstrual cramps were horrible...

I felt awful so I called my OB at 8:30a on Thurs and told him I thought I has a temp so I went in....Lorelei was showing signs of distress so he immediately sent me to L&D and said that today might be the day. At L&D her heart rate was normal and they were about to send me home when the doc said lets do some blood work and my white blood cell count was throught the roof so they begin to try and induce me

I won't go into detail of all the horrors they did trying to get me to dialate, lets just say that I am seriously upset about all they put me through, they made this experience a true hell.

But anyways at 7:30a this morning the doc came in and I was only 3 cm and the internal monitor they had just put in was showing that she was under an immediate...and I mean immediate C-section.

Epidural was too weak and I could feel the procedure...another piece of they gave me something that kind of made me trip out so I didn't hear her cry her first cry or see her until they already cleaned her up and DH was holding her....

Anyways I have a gorgeous 8.5 lb, 21" baby girl and she has the greatest temperment..she has slept since being born and when she is awake she is just so peaceful....I haven't heard her even cry.

APGAR scores 9 & 9

Sorry Stacy I didn't have your number or anything for that matter, I was not expecting her birthday today. Whenever I get home I will post some pics, I am using a hospital computer...

Anyways....I have a few days worth of reading previous posts!!

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here's my birth story

Well, as most of you know. I had my 36 week appointment and it did not go as I had planned. My doc said Averi was only 4lbs 11oz and that I did not have much fluid in there. So then I saw a specialist and yadda yadda yadda... long story short for those of you who don't know. They said my placenta was not feeding her enough and that she needed to come out. They scheduled an induction for Aug 7, 2007.

So Aug 6th I went out on a date with DH and saw a movie, had dinner, he bought me a slushy at the movies Smile and we had a great night. Then Aug 7th I went to work early got off at 3 and I was not allowed to eat anything after lunch Sad ... DH had scheduled a hair appointment for me. He is so sweet! So I chopped off my hair to my shoulders and got it highlighted!! I love it...anyway...then we head to the hospital where my mother had already been waiting for us...

They got me registered and situated in a room and told me I could not eat just in case I needed a c-section.... this was aggrivating since Averi's heart rate had always been great... but oh well.

They hooked me up to monitor her heart rate and contrax... i was having mild contrax that I could not even feel and when the nurse checked me I was at 2cm ...yeye...

Then a nurse came in to start an IV, she stuck me once and it was no good...ouch...she stuck me twice and it was no good...ouch again so she gave up and a second nurse came in to start an IV, she stuck me once and got it but she blew it... needless to say that was a big ouch and I have huge bruise to show for it...then the third nurse came in...she stuck me once and got...Thank God!!!

Then they left me for a while...I have no idea why the cervidil had not be inserted yet...I was feeling cramps in my back (I always feel cramps in my back when I am laying on it ever since the 2nd tri)... so I rolled over to my side...then I sneezed and a bunch of fluid came out of me...the nurse came in and told me to get off my side (she did not tell me why) but I got back onto my back and told her that when I sneezed I felt a lot of fluid come out and I don't know if it is pee or my water. So she checked me and she said the test came up negative for fluids... okay...

Then she does an ultrasound and measures my fluids...they were at 2cm...yikes, she told me the safe amt is 10cm.... and since the test came back negative that my water had broken, it meant my placenta wasn't working enough to replenish the amt of fluids... then they have the on call doc come in... (my doc was scheduled to be there in the morning when I was supposed to start the pitocin) The on call doc starts talking about how much stress the baby is in because her heart rate drops every time I move and he showed me the chart... it was dropping dramatically Sad , he told me that with her showing signs of stress and my fluids being so low he did not want me to have any large contrax. He said that the fluid is what helps cushion the baby during labor till it breaks and that in the current situation it would be easy for her cord to wrap round her neck or for her to pinch her cord by laying on or what not... I am probably not explaining it very well but the point is her heart rate was dropping with my movement and my fluid was low so the on call doc said the only option was c-section and I agreed...

At this point it was "get my baby out and make sure she is healthy" its all I cared about...

So then they start talking to me about drugs Sad
Do I want the epi where only one person can be in the room with me or do I want to be knocked out where no one can be in the room with me...they also described to me the dangers of being knocked out and having a complacent baby...risks I already knew about because that's why I never wanted a drugged birth .... Sad

Then they start talking to me about what they were going to do to me...and I freaked...I literally freaked out...I started crying and I was so scared, I even said and I quote "I can't do this, I can't do this, just knock me out I can't do this"
The nurse grabbed my hand and reminded me that we don't want to be knocked out for the safety of the baby...and I was still crying...then DH stepped in and I will forever love him (if not for anything else) for this one thing he did for me!

He put his forehead to mine and looked me dead in the eyes and said, Stephanie calm down, God has it all under control, you are going to be fine and Averi is going to be fine, and then we prayed... I calmed down a lot. I was still nervous and still crying but I knew I could do it and I knew it had to be done.

So then they roll me out to get my epi leaving my DH behind...WHAT??? ... I didn't want to be without him but they said he couldn't be back there while they put the epi in. My super nurse (the same one that got my IV in the first try) held me against her chest and talked to me and rubbed my back, then the epi guy said a sting... and it was over... my legs started going numb and they had to place me on the bed, they had my arms out like a T ... and they raised a blue curtain. Then DH came in and sat by my side I told him to just keep talking to me...he kept me very distracted from what was going on... I felt a lot of tugs and pulls but no pain.

DH was right there the whole time...God I love this man so much more just from this experience... then I felt them push on my stomach really hard and I heard her first cry!! She was born 08/07/07 at 9:57pm weighing 5lbs 7.7oz and 17.75 inches long! DH got to see her and he took some pix, I got to hold her for the first time, then they handed her to DH and he was told to leave as they stitched me back up. They had previously warned me that if she was as small as they thought she would have to be in the NICU...but with her birth weight...Thank God, she could go to the nursery!!!

The recovery room was a nightmare, they could not put me on morphine because I am allergic to it so I had some other drug on a push as needed thing... they brought Averi to me and she had some issues latching on but seemed to get it after a few tries. Then they said they had to take her away due to checking her sugar and all that because of her size and I didn't see her again for a few hours... it made me sad. The nurse came back and said Averi's sugar level was 37 (very low) and that they wanted to supplement with formula to get it up... and I agreed...

The rest is a bit of a blur, the drug they had me on made me loopy. I would talk to people and in mid sentence pass out then pop back awake and try to finish my made everyone laugh!

I got to breast feed finally cause Averi started passing all her sugar tests! And I have to use a breast shield on my right nipple cause in mid-suckle it likes to flatten out. But other than that the breast feeding is going super smoothly. We are home now. Have been since Friday but I just have not had time to post yet.

Averi is doing great!!! She is so healthy and steadily getting bigger and stronger. She likes to push her head off my chest, and sometimes while she is laying down she tries to roll over so I know she is getting stronger and stronger each day. She is perfect! I am sooo in love and its so great to see how much DH loves her too! Her cord fell off last night... and I cleaned it up this morning and that's where we are as of today!!

Both happy, both healthy, I do feel a little sad I didn't get to birth her naturally or vaginally... but I am confident the right decision was made...

Sorry this is soooo long...

Here is a pic of her today!

and here are just a few more pix

Okay I will stop, If you want to view all the pix I have of her thus far.. (a lot) you can go to

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Well she made her big debut last night (August 12th).

I went into the hospital at 8 yesterday morning not sure if they were going to be able to induce me because they were so busy, they did my NST and then my doc came in and said since it was her last day she would be delivering her and that she had to do a c-sec first then would be in to break my water and get things one the road.

10:45 they tried to break my water but it was still too high for her to reach and break properly. At 11:15 the nurse came in and started the pitocin and my doc wanted me to have some contractions before she tried to break my water again, so every 30 min they increased the pitocin and i was having some contractions but nothing that was major or painful, the doc came in at 2:10 and was able to break my water this time, they moved me to a birth room about an hr later where i would spend the rest of my time. Around 4:00 the contractions started coming strong but not really regular, i was about 3-4 cm dialated by this time. At 5:00 they told me that i was not having strong enough contractions and so they increased the pitocin more, the nurse checked me i was 4-5 but her head was high and my cervix was just starting to really thing out. At 6:30 the nurse checked me again and i was still only 4-5 but really thin and her head had come down ALOT. This was really discouraging cause the contractions were very painful at this time. Because i was on pitocin the baby had to be on a monitor at all times so they inserted one that clipped onto her head to make it easier to monitor while i moved around. At 7:00 the nurses changed shifts and my new nurse checked me when and said i was still 4-5 CM but that i was thinned right out, i was so upset when she said this and then said she would check me again at 10:00 pm that night to see how i was doing. at 7:45 the urge to push was really strong, they checked me and said i was ready already and they were very surprised, they called the doc in, got the bed ready and the stirrups on the bed, the doc checked me and said not to push cause i was having a strong contraction, by some grace of god i managed not to push that time, the nurse was trying to get the heart monitor off Maddisyns head and my doc got mad and slapped her hand saying the baby was coming to get out of the way. On the next contraction Maddisyn was born with one push only.

She was born at 7:54 pm weighing in at 5 lbs 13 ozs and 19 inches long. Here are some pics from last night will post more from her coming home today later on once i get them off the camera. I did it all without driugs too woot Smile

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Hey ladies! Here's my birth story. Well as you all already know I came in to be induced Thursday night and it seemed to be going pretty well at first. They started the induction by putting a foley bulb in me to get me dilated to 4cm and then once I was at 4 they would start pitocin. Well the next morning at about 6am they started pitocin and I could definitely feel the contractions starting. They weren't too unbearable though so I figured I would wait around for something to happen. Well I labored allll day and still nothing. They were still only getting me at 4, even though the contractions were getting way worse. They seemed to get even worse after the dr. broke my water bag and put a contraction monitor in me. I finally broke because I couldn't handle it anymore and I got an epidural. After throwing up twice I was able to take a nap until my dr. came in to check me again, by this point it was almost 10:00pm Friday night and I was at 10cm so they had me start pushing. I pushed and pushed and pushed, I don't know how many times I actually pushed but I know it was for 2 hours and still nothing. They brought in a midwife to help my dr. and that didn't even help. We tried tug-o-war and me leaning over the back of my bed, but still nothing helped. After 2 hours of giving it my all I couldn't handle it anymore and I was totally exhausted and falling asleep between contractions and stuff so I told them I couldn't handle it anymore and I wanted a c-section. So they ended up doing kind of like an emergency c-section but it wasn't really an emergency because he wasn't in distress or anything like that. Seth went in with me and he looked too cute in his little scrub outfit. MacKenzie was finally born at 12:54am Saturday and he came out balling. His apgar was 9 and 9 and he is absolutely beautiful! He only weighed 8lbs 4oz and was 21in long, so I could have delivered him naturally, but his head was getting stuck on my pubic bone causing me lots of pain and him a lovely bruise on the back of his head. I'll post some pics as soon as I get home to be able to download them on here, right now I'm still in the hospital but I'll probably be going home tomorrow. They said I was doing wonderfully, so unless I'm just so tired I can't handle it then I'll probably go home tomorrow. Things didn't work out as I had hoped, but thanks for the wishes and good luck vibes. Congrats to all the mommies who have had their babies between now and then!

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I went in for my weekly check-up on Monday, August 6 and the Dr. said that I was 2 cm dialated (from 1 ½ the previous week. He didn’t say the exact effacement, but I remember him saying that I had progressed from 50% the prior week, so he did a membrane sweep. He told me that the show I was going to see that day “didn’t count” and I went off to work. I was seeing a little bit of “bloody show” all day long and I could tell it was tapering off toward the end of the day, so I thought that was it for a while. However, I got up to go to the bathroom at around 3 am and felt a little off. When I went there was more (new) blood, so I figured this must be the real thing. I was also feeling like crap and the cramps were very regular. I pulled Contraction Master up and they were about 2-3 mins apart. The Dr. wanted me to come in for antibiotics (group B Smile once they got to this point for an hour, so we called around 4 am. The midwife on call seemed a little surprised that we were calling so soon, but had us come in once I told her about the group B. I was only around 3 cm when I got to the hospital and the nurse and midwife seemed to be deciding whether or not they were going to keep me. I was a bit confused since I was following orders and knew that I needed at least 8 hours for 2 rounds of the antibiotic. They decided they were going to keep me after a little monitoring and put the hep lock in for the antibiotic. My blood pressure was not looking good at all and they wanted me to stay in bed. (I REALLY wanted to walk and get things moving). After a bit, the midwife came in and told me that she wanted me to stay on my left side since that seemed to help. Laboring is bad enough, but this really was BAD. I had a feeling that I was getting near the end, but couldn’t do anything move to ease some of the pressure or get into a better position. All I could do was grip the bed railing and try my best to breathe through the pain. They also put me on a magnesium sulfate drip to make sure that I didn’t have a seizure due to the high bp and that made me feel kind of weird. After a little while I decided that I had to get an epidural. The anesthesiologist came pretty quickly and I felt relief soon. I laid back down on my left side and the nurse came back in to see if it was kicking in. I told her that it was, but that I was feeling a lot of pressure. She checked me and I was already at 10 cm. She told me to push with the next contraction and after one push told me to stop so she could get the midwife. The midwife came back into the room and after three pushes, Jacob was born. 11:44 am, 8 lb, 2 oz, 19 1/2". I couldn’t believe how much faster it went this time and I had just a couple of stitches—no episiotomy like last time. Once I got him back from the nurse weighing him, he started nursing like a pro. And, after all that debating about whether or not I came in too early, it turned out that I didn’t have a chance to get a second round of the antibiotics so they had to test him and everything came back OK. The only other part that was not so good was that I had to stay on the labor floor in bed for a full day so I could receive the magnesium drip. They wouldn’t leave the baby alone with me because of the side effects of the medication, so it sucked when DH went home to shower and get some lunch. But, we’re all home now and everything is going very well.

Chillin' in the chair:

He turned away from the camera when the lbs and oz showed up:

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On Saturday aug 18 I was noticing some light pink discharge, so I was pretty excited, because that was the first sign of labor I had. On sunday morning, I had 4-5 mild contractions that were 5 minutes apart. I wasnt sure if that was what they were, but I figured I'd just pay attention to the time just in case. that stopped, but about 2 hrs later when I went to the bathroom I had a good amount of bleeding, so I called the doc. He said I should come in, so DH & I packed up & headed for the hospital. We both thought I would get checked & sent back home. I got there, & they hooked me up to the monitors, and the nurse said she could see I was having some contractions. I was surprised cuz I hadnt felt anything since the few earlier in the morning. (this was about 1pm) The doc came in & said I was dialated to just about 2 cm, & said for me to stay for 2 hrs, and if I was the same after that I could go home, but if I progressed, I would be staying. Well, 2 hrs later I was dialated to just under 4, so he kept me. I kept having contrax all day, and I did feel them, but they were pretty mild. I did continue to dialate, but it was pretty slow. By 2 am the contrax were getting pretty painful, but they were still quite far apart (about 10 min), and I was about a 7. I got my epidural (ohhhhh, bless my epi!!!) & they started pitocin. I pretty much dozed the rest of the night, and at 930 the next morn I was all set to go. the doc had to break my water, and then I got to pushing. We had a little trouble getting her head under my pelvic bone, so I got to experience the forceps, but due to my really good epi, all I felt was a TON of pressure (that was SO weird!) Once she got past that point, it was smooth sailing. I only pushed for a total of 1 1/2 hrs. I tore a little, but not bad, doc said it was pretty superficial. I also managed to get a couple of hemmroids, which I have never had before - yeah, I am SO sorry for all of you that had to deal with these during your pregnancy! Holy crap does it hurt! Anyway, if you got this far, thanks for reading! It was all definately worth it! I can't stop looking at my beautiful little girl!

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Sunday night, (8-19) I went to the hospital for my planned induction. The plan was to use cervadil (since I was just 1.5cm dilated), use the cervadil (cervical softening agent) for 12 hours. I got the cervadil at 10pm at 4 am I woke up in mega-momma contractions. (rarely happens with cervadil). I sat on the birth ball & thought of a happy place during the contractions and was able to breathe through them until about 6am. When I requested the epidural. I got the epidural 4 hours LATER!! I was 9 CM & it only worked on my L side! I was still in a lot of pain. By the time he got the epidural to work on both sides, it was literally about 30 minutes before pushing! (but I would do it all over!).
Anyways, when it came time to push, DH got suited up, to catch the baby! we used the big mirror, I pushed for close for 2 hours (it was pretty long, but I really wanted to do it without pitocin, so it was worth it!).
I watched the whole thing through the mirror, watched DH be the first to put his hands on our little boy. It was so beautiful. Then they passed him up to me for about 20 minutes of skin to skin. I was so happy, it was the most amazing experience of my life. In fact, just writing about it, I want to cry! It was so amazing! I am so in love with my little Sammy Smile

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My water definitely did break last Friday! Everything after that was a blur, I was so flustered and overwhelmed! I didn't even have my hospital bag packed :oops: because I was certain I still had time (procrastinator :)).

I was admitted to the Prenatal evaluation ward at around 5:45 pm 8/11 to determine whether or not I had actually broke my water and by that time, I was starting to get contractions for the first time. I was really worried that maybe I was wrong and they'd send us back home, I mean what a let down that would have been! Luckily, a litmus strip test proved my water actually had broken and I could stay. Phew. When they checked my cervix, however, I was still at 1 dilation but really soft. That was a bit disappointing. They gave me the lowest dose of pitocin possible to get the labor moving and after that I was taken to my birth room.

It was a really lovely room with a wall of tall windows that created a panoramic view of the forest and sky outside. During my labor, there was a spectacular electrical storm going on outside, the lightening lit up the sky like a fireworks show, it was really neat.

The pain, however, was not so neat. As I got to 6 dilation, my contractions were so intense that I was shaking uncontrollably and was constantly uncomfortably cold, no matter how covered up I was. I gave in to an epidural and it was like night and day, I was finally able to relax and get some rest for pushing, something that would have been impossible for me to do otherwise.

Fortunately, the small dose of pitocin helped me dilate really quickly, well, at above average quickly, according to the nurse. At around 5:00am, the midwife checked me again and I was completely dilated, unfortunately, the epidural was working so well that I couldn't really push. They decreased the dosage and I had to wait until I could feel the contractions more in order to push. It wasn't until 8:30am that I could finally start pushing.

I had a really easy pregnancy but boy did I pay for it big time in labor. I ended up pushing for four hours straight. The midwife and nurses were great but by the forth hour, I was just so exhausted and despairing that I'd never get my baby out. It was the longest period of time in my life, I can't even describe accurately just how exhausted I was by that time. The midwife finally suggested that she bring in an OB to use the vacuum. I hated the idea. That was something I always wanted to avoid that and forceps but for the life of me, I just could not muster the strength to keep trying. It got even better when the doctor arrived, checked me and said that the baby hadn't dropped enough to use the vacuum. That made the despair even worse, like all the work I had done to that point was for nothing. He said I could either keep pushing or get a c-section. I always wanted to have a vaginal birth but again, my level of exhaustion made that simply just impossible.

So, we stopped pushing and they upped my epidural again so I could try to relax while they fetched another doctor for the c-section. The contractions were still so intense that I couldn't help but bear down whenever they occurred. This went on for about a half hour and when the second doctor showed up, he checked me and said that the baby could definitely be helped out with suction. I guess in the short period of time I was allowed to relax, unintentional bearing down actually helped my baby move low enough. I didn't have to have a c-section after all.

I should have felt elated when I saw the midwife, nurses and doctor get all suited up for the birth but I just couldn't feel anything, mainly because I was so worried I'd have enough strength for these last pushes. Thankfully somehow I did find the strength to give it one last go and in two pushes, he was out. My husband said that right after that, my eyes were rolling back into my head because I was so incredibly exhausted. Hearing the first cry instantly made it all worthwhile though. We found out that not only was Rowan sunnyside up, but he also had his cord wrapped around his neck twice, and around his body once, AND he had been pointed crookedly towards the birth canal. All of that pretty much insured I had a very very difficult labor and a third degree tear. He made me work for it, that's for sure but he was so worth it all. Smile

Rowan was born on August 11, 2007 at 12:19pm weighing 6 Ilbs 15 oz and length of 21 inches! Biggrin

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I just first want to say that I had such an amazing, positive delivery - and I am so glad that I chose to get an epidural this time. It may have prolonged my labor longer than my previous baby, but it was for the better, since my labor was progressing so fast WITHOUT the epidural, and my parents had a 2-hour drive.

I posted on Tuesday (the 21st) when I had my doctors appointment. My doctor said I was at 4 cm and he stripped my membranes. I went home and had a few mild contractions, but nothing worth getting excited over, as I started having contractions around 37 weeks. Although I did start having "bloody show" every time I went to the bathroom after he stripped the membranes.

Wednesday morning (22nd) I woke up having mild contractions. Again, I didn't think anything about it, because they weren't regular and I had been having contractions for several weeks now.

I started getting them about every 10 minutes apart around 3pm, but they were not regular at all. They would range from 10-12 minutes apart, to 5-6, to 7-8, back to 10 minutes apart, then back to 6 minutes apart.

About 5:00 pm I started timing them, because they were getting pretty strong. The funny thing is that my contractions never became "regular" - they would come anywhere from 2 minutes apart, to 6 minutes apart.

I decided I would lay down in bed and try to take a nap and watch the 5:30 news. I was laying there for about 25 minutes when I felt something warm in my underwear, like I had peed myself - but I didn't have to go pee. I got up and went to the bathroom and as soon as I pulled my underwear down, white fluid (with white flecked stuff?) came flowing out. But it wasn't a huge "gush" like a lot of women describe it. It was more like I just peed myself - so I wasn't really sure my water had broke.

I called L&D and explained to them what happened. I told the nurse that I had been having pretty strong contractions but they were not regular. She told me to get a bite to eat, b/c if I was ruptured they would not allow me to eat once I was in active labor, and to take a quick shower. I decided to call DH and come in right away. I wasn't in the mood to eat (nor was I hungry) and I had already taken a shower earlier that morning.

DH said he was on his way from work and we would immediately go straight to the hospital once he got home. By the time he got there, I was in intense pain and was having problems breathing through my contractions.

We get to the hospital around 6:45 pm. All the delivery rooms are full, so they stuck me in an older room, which I could tell hadn't been used in awhile, since there wasn't even a monitor in there. There were tons of nurses that were freaking out b/c I was in so much pain and I didn't have a room.

The nurse checked me really fast and told me I was 6-7 already, and yes, it was my water that had broken at home when I was laying in bed.

Finally about 10-15 minutes later they cleaned up a delivery room for me and they prepared me for my epidural. I was in so much pain and having a hard problem dealing with my contractions, they didn't even have time to go through all the normal "questions" they ask you before they do the procedure. I just wanted them to get the epidural in, as I couldn't handle the contractions anymore.

I have to admit, it was painful getting the epidural, but it was SOOOOO worth it once the drugs started to kick in.

I went from screaming in pain, to laughing and joking throughout each contraction. It was HEAVENLY. I quickly went from a 6-7, to a 7-8, and then to an 8.

My parents were still on their way (they had a 2 hour drive), so I really am thankful that I got the epidural, so I could relax and kind of prolong my labor, to allow them time to get there.

They finally arrived and I was still at an 8 - thank god!

Around 9:45 pm my doctor came in and told me that I was at a 10, but he was going to let me labor on my own until 10:00 pm, to make sure I would be ready to push.

At 10:00 I started pushing. I felt no pain whatsoever, and not even any pressure. I couldn't even tell if the pushing was making any progress. I pushed 2 times and then all of a sudden, when everyone was getting their gloves on, I felt this extreme pressure and said "uh - I kind of feel like I need to push". The nurses and doctor was like "no no no, don't push!" The doctor was still putting on his gown and gloves. I knew how to hold it in - so I didn't push. But I felt the baby coming anyways. About 10 seconds later, my baby was out, without a third push.

Madisyn entered the world after 8 minutes of pushing, at 10:08 pm!

And the best thing of all - NO TEARS and NO stitches!!!!

I am recovering wonderfully and breastfeeding is going well. We are having some latching problems, but the hospital here has a wonderful breastfeeding consultation team and they are extremely helpful. With the use of a LOT of Lansinoh cream and the help from the lactation consultants here, I am positive we will have BF'ing down like a pro before we leave tomorrow morning.

Here are a few pictures:

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Yup - I am DRUGGED and LOOPY!!!!! haha

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Proud DH!

Thanks for looking!

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We got to the hospital at 6am, I was admitted at 9am, the doc started the meds to help thin my cervix right away, I don’t remember the name of the meds (I was a tight 2cm and long when I got there). My doctor checked me at 2pm, I was 3cm and soft, they started pitocin on me. The pitocin started the contractions but they weren’t terrible and I was able to breathe through them. My doctor broke my water at 6pm and the contractions started to get pretty harsh and very very frequent after that. I managed to breath through them until about 8:30, and then I sent my sister to tell the nurse I needed an epidural. Well, the time between waiting for the anesthesiologist and them actually inserting the epidural was the most painful thing I’ve ever experienced in my entire life. First the anesthesiologist had to ask me a bunch of questions…she stopped talking during one of my contractions and I SCREAMED at her “do you have any more goddamn questions, and if you do SPIT IT OUT”, LOL. Sitting still on the edge of the bed waiting for them to insert the epidural was AWEFUL. Tears just poured down my cheeks, Kevin started crying watching me going through this. While it was great to be numb, the epidural made me really nauseous, I filled 2 buckets with vomit . I was checked when this was done and I was between 4 & 5cm’s. Everyone was allowed back in after the epidural (my mom, my sis, MIL, FIL & BIL were all there). My doc told Kevin everyone should leave so I could get my rest. So Kevin sent everyone away for a while. I tried to nap and right when I was about to fall asleep I could feel my contractions again, BAD (the push button wasn’t helping)! So Kevin went to get the anesthesiologist, they inserted more meds into some IV thing I had on. The doc came in after that, it was about 11pm. She checked me….and to mine and Kevin’s utter shock, her head was there and it was time to PUSH! You should have heard me, lol, “huh, what, huh”. LOL! So they got the room ready, Kevin went and got my mom and my little sister and I started pushing. The L&D room I was in was beautiful, it was huge, and had couches, hardwood floors, panoramic views of NYC all lit up and everything. They broke down my bed into a chair kind of thing, shut off all the lights, so there was like a spot light on me, and 40 minutes later out came Natalie Lorna…

I am sooooo in love with my little girl, and even more in love with Kevin then ever before. He has been so great.

Natalie’s Stats:
Born: August 19th, 11:47pm
Weight: 5 pounds 9 ounces (she’s already gained 3 ounces)
Length: 19 inches

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On Monday, August 27 I went to the hospital to be induced at 1:30 PM. At 3:30 PM, cervidil was placed on my cervix. At 7:50 PM, I rolled over in bed to lay on my side to watch the Bengals football game because they said the cervidil was going to take 12 hours to dilate me one cm. Well, while lying on my side, my waters broke and regular contactions started. The Dr. came in to measure me, and I was 1.5 cm. The cervidil fell out which was a bad thing because another had to be put in. The second was put in, and the contractions became stronger and harder because of the extra dose. The nurse said I was in active labor because the contractions were 2.5 to 3 min apart.

At midnight, I was given a narcotic because the Dr. said it was too early for an epi. It took the edge off, but wasn’t great. At 3:30 AM Tuesday, the narcotic wore off, I was only dilated to 2 cm. At 4:30 AM, I was induced with pitocen, and the contractions became horrible. I was screaming for the epi man, and the nurse didn’t check on me for 2 hours. (Please note that my birth plan said that I wanted the epi once I was induced with pitocen. Why couldn’t they wait until I got to 3 cm before the pitocen, so I could have it with the Epi? My birth plan was totally ignored)

At 6:30 AM, I had the epi and the difficult thing was holding still enough with the painful contractions. I got thru it. Then, from 6:30-7:30 AM Tues. my BP dropped 90 over 49, and they lost Peyton’s BP. So, all the nurses were working on stabilizing me. I felt nauseated, but not in pain with the contractions.

After I was stable, I dilated very quickly because I was relaxed. I went from 2.5 to 8 in four hours, and 8-10 in 1.5 hours. I was pushing at 12:30, I could have started at 12:00, but there was another patient that they were delivering first, so I had to hold on. So then, it was my turn. No pain with pushing, and Peyton Cole was born at 1:16 PM Tuesday, August 28.

He weighed 8.32 pounds and was 21 inches long.

I ended up with a 3 degree tear, so I have a lot of pain with the stitches right now. My feet are no longer swollen, and I am 17. 5 pounds lighter. I still cannot wear my wedding rings.

Peyton latched on really well. My milk came in Friday, so that is going well. It just hurts when he first latches.

I learned some lessons for the next time I’m induced because my birth plan didn’t go the way I wanted. I also felt that I didn’t get the greatest care from the nurses. My DH also felt insignificant, and he wanted some coaching on how to help me more. Anyway, next time, we are going to look at other hospitals and explore more options. We also will take a relaxation class verses child birth because I had a hard time relaxing. The only thing is that I really like my OB office, we just didn’t like the care at the hospital. Plus I’m 5’7”, and I don’t consider myself tall, and my feet hung over the bed. The beds were horrible. We left a day early so that I could recover more comfortably at home. I did like the lactation consultants and home nurse care that was provided. We had the home nurse come Friday to make sure Peyton and I are doing well, and everything is great! That’s my birth story.

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Better late than never!

I had a scheduled c-section since Nolan was breech. My mom came with me and DH to the hospital. We got there at 5:45 am and I was put in a bed and they strapped up the monitors and there was Nolan's heartbeat. WHEW! Secretly, that had been my fear, that we'd get to the hospital and there would be no heartbeat. My c-section was scheduled for 8 am. It was time to get the IV going but 3 nurses and 5 pokes later they were having no luck. See, I wasn't allowed to drink anything after midnight which meant my veins were not going to cooperate. The anaesthesiologist came in and he was my last hope. After 2 sticks he finally found a vein on the side of my left hand, just under my thumb. YEAH, OUCH! And I had to hold my hand in a weird, cock-eyed position until I had enough fluid in me and could relax my hand. What a nightmare.

DH's dad and stepmom arrived about 6:30 am. They drove from Neenah, WI down to us in IL (about a 3 1/2 hour drive!) We chatted it up and found out that an emergency c-section bumped me so we had longer to wait. Not a big deal, I understood.

Now it's my turn. I get into the OR and have to sit on the table so I can get the epidural. This was the worst experience of my life. I have back issues and alot of damage to in my lower lumbar so I don't know if that was an issue, but getting the epidural hurt so bad. I thought the numbing shot was supposed to take care of that ? I had electric shocks shoot down both my legs, jolting them so badly they kicked on their own. I felt the needle going thru the bone in my back. I was crying really hard actually stopping myself from screaming. LORD HAVE MERCY.....I WILL BE HARD PRESSED TO GET AN EPIDRUAL NEXT TIME IF I'M SUCCESSFUL WITH VBAC.

Once the epidural was done and I was laid down, DH came in and the doc started cutting. I didn't feel anything, not even tugging really. He was so far in the front she didn't really have to move much around I guess. I think I was holding my breath as she said she was pulling him out. I just waited and waited and as soon as I heard Nolan crying I was in tears. He was born on August 8, 2007 at 10:15 am. He weighed a whopping 9 lbs 7 oz and was 21 1/2". Before I knew it the nurse flashed him around the corner of the screen so I could get a glimpse but then she whisked him to the warmer to suction him and wrap him up and that is when the neo-natologist checked him over. He does have hypospadia, which means his urethra is split. At 6 months he'll have to have surgery and a circumcision to repair the urethra but it's not a big deal. DH and I weren't planning on having him circumsized but we have to and we are fine with it. Hey, nothing has really gone our way with this pregnancy, so why should the "after" be any different, right?

I think once I knew he was safe and DH followed him to the nursery I fell asleep and woke up when they got me into recovery. DH was there and so was my dad and his dad. They brought Nolan right to me and he started BF'ing right away. I thought he'd be a champ but now, 4 weeks later, I'm only pumping about 2 oz of milk a day. He's a lazy latcher and even in the hospital I had to supplement because the colustrom wasn't enough for such a big baby.

Here are some pics of Nolan after he was born.

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I warn you, this is long and I apologise for any spelling and grammar mistakes (NAK).

I woke up at 2:45am, on Monday Aug 13/07, with mild, but regular, contractions. I wasn’t really sure what to do (you plan for this for 9 months and then have no clue what you should be doing). So I got in the shower, cleaned house a bit and contemplated whether or not to wake Aaron and my mom. I tried to go back to sleep but that wasn’t happening as I was too bloody excited about maybe finally having a baby. After about an hour I woke Aaron up and said, “I think the baby is coming”. He just looked at me and was like “Ok… wake me up when you’re sure”. Then he rolled over and I hit him and was like “If I am up, then you are up!”

About half an hour later (4am) I paged my midwife and told her that I was having regular contractions. They weren’t too bad but they were coming every 5 mins. As we live an hour away from the hospital it is hard to know what the best thing to do is, so my midwife said to come in, meet at the midwife office and she would check me. After changing the bedding and emptying the dishwasher, Aaron, my mom and myself took off to the city. We stopped at Mc Donald’s and Tim Horton’s for breakfast and were at the midwife office around 6 am.

I felt bad about getting my midwife up so early but since this was my first baby I was worried that I may be a quick labour person (boy was I wrong!) and would want to be close to the hospital. Well the midwife checked me and said I was about 40% effaced and I can’t remember if I was dilated at all yet (weak, I know). She told us to go home or get a hotel room, get some rest and come back in a few hours. So we went and got a hotel room and got some rest. At 11am I woke up with stronger contractions, but still not too bad. I showered and watched some TV with my mom. Aaron woke up around noon and we decided that we would go shopping but stop at the Midwife and get checked first, just to have an idea of where I was at. At 2pm I was 80% effaced and 3 cm dilated, not much progress there.

Then we decided to go to Wal-Mart because I had forgotten to bring any decent clothes with me and I wanted something else to wear aside from my pj’s. While in Wal-Mart, I started to get really uncomfortable and had to leave. I just grabbed a shirt and some pants and went to the checkout. The checkout girl asked me when I was due and I was like “I’m in labour now!”

We went back to the hotel after that and I got in the shower. I alternated between showering and bathing until 8pm that night when my midwife showed up to check me again. The water was awesome and had the pain relief effect of taking a drug. I was labouring in it for over 5 hours and was really hopeful that I had made some progress, as the contractions were getting more painful. My midwife checked me in the hotel at 8pm and…NO PROGRESS!!! Nothing, nada, zilch!!!! Still 80% effaced and 3cm dilated. I was bummed. I figured after 6 hours of 3 min apart contractions, something would have happened. So my m/w said to just keep at it, try and get some sleep (sooooo not happening) and call her when they got unbearable. She also did a membrane sweep to try and help things along (that was my 3rd one she had done that day).

So… back in the water I went. After about 30 minutes, the contractions got really awful. My mom was sitting with me and I started to cry. I told her that they had just gotten really bad and were a really sharp pain, they didn’t feel like menstrual cramps anymore. When I told her it was sharp pain she got up and said she was calling the midwife. She came back a minute later and asked if I was ready to go to the hospital. Since I felt like dying with each contraction I said yes.

We got to the hospital about 15 minutes later and my midwife checked me again. No progress again!!! At this point my midwife told me that she felt it was time for me to get the epidural. I had been in labour for about 17 hours and had made very little progress. She felt that my body was too tired to finish the job and I could end up with a c-section if I got too exhausted. This was the low point of the labour for me. I felt weak and defeated. I didn’t think 3 cm dilated should be this excruciating. I also really did not want an epidural. Aaron and my mom also got in an argument in the hallway because my mom wanted me to get it and Aaron knew I didn’t want it and he felt that I was being pressured into it.

I decided to go with the laughing gas instead and see if my body would progress at all with that. I started it at around 9pm and I loved that stuff! It was like being drunk, it was great! It really helped with the pain too. After about 2 hours I was huffing away on the stuff and it seemed like my contractions were coming every 1-2 mins. My midwife kept asking me if I was really having a contraction and I was like “Of course I bloody am!!!! It feels like my guts are being ripped apart!!!!” She got this funny look on her face and said she was going to hook me up to the contraction monitor. She watched me and the monitor for a few minutes and then at one point I went to start breathing the gas and she said “Emmy, are you sure you are having a contraction?” I was like “Yes!!!!! It hurts like hell!!!!” Then I looked over at Aaron and he was just staring at me. Then he shook his head to say ‘no, you’re not having a contraction’. I was shocked! If I wasn’t contracting then what the hell was all this pain?!?! I turned my head so I could see the monitor and I watched as a contraction came and went and I could feel the contraction at the same time as the machine said I was having it, but the other sharp pain wasn’t going away and it wasn’t reading as a contraction and it was about 1000x worse then the contractions. Aaron later told me that about 1 in 5 of the contractions I thought I was having was actually a real one.

Anyway, as all this was happening, the baby’s heart rate started to go from the normal 140-160bpm to 170-190bpm. My midwife told me this and said it was time to check me again. I had been on the gas for 3 hours and it was starting to not work very well anymore. I felt that I had been fairly relaxed and laboured well and must have made some progress. Guess what…. Nothing!!!!!! 3cm still!!!!! After 21 bloody hours!!!!! I was pissed and add to that the baby’s heart rate getting high, I said “F**K it… Give me the bloody drugs”. I had done my best and though I was disappointed in having to get an epidural, I knew that I really needed it and it was a better alternative to the c-section. For whatever reason my body was just not co-operating and my midwife hoped that if I could get some sleep I might dilate overnight.

So at 1am, I got the epi. As much as I resisted getting it, the pain relief was nice. I slept on and off until 6am when the midwife came in to check me again. I was at a whole 5cm.dilated. Not very encouraging. My midwife then broke my waters and by 8:30am I was 10 cm (finally!). We decided to wait another hour and let the baby’s head move down more. At 9:30 I started pushing. It was really weird because the mood was so relaxed. Aaron and the nurse each held a leg; my mom watched the baby being born and my midwife was great at telling me I was doing a great job! I pushed for about an hour and at 10:25am he was born. I had a 3rd degree tear and lots of stitches. As the doctor was stitching me up I was very thankful I was drugged, it took forever and they were making awful comments like “What would you do with this piece here?” and “Where does this piece go?”

Eric came out kicking and screaming. He latched right away and was not druggy at all, which was my main concern with having the epi. He weighed in at a healthy 9lbs 9oz, which was not too surprising considering Aaron is 6’5” 300 lbs and I am 5’8” 170lbs (pre-preggo). As well he was 12 days overdue. We expected a good sized baby.

The absolute highlight of the entire birthing experience was when they put the baby on my chest, I still had no idea if it was a boy or girl. My midwife looked and said “I’m not going to tell you, you have to look for yourself”. It took my last ounce of strength to lift up the umbilical cord to look. I turned to Aaron and said, “It’s a boy” and then flopped back down, totally exhausted. I was so happy that we waited to find out. It was really cool to see for myself the gender of our baby. I know everyone is different but for me, I loved the surprise and suspense and will always wait until the baby is born to know the gender.

All in all it was a long day and a half but both Eric and I came out healthy and happy, which is what matters. I still sometimes feel disappointed that I never progressed on my own and I wonder if I am a super wimp or what, but I can truly say I did my very best and thank goodness for modern medicine. My midwife never was able to explain the sharp pain I was getting. She said it could be how Eric was holding a hand or she said it may have come from the D&C I had last year, perhaps there was some damage or something. Whatever it was, we both check out perfectly fine now.

Also Eric is named after my Grandfather. We had chosen the name a few months ago but it was even more significant as my grandpa passed away 2 days before Eric, his first great-grandchild, was born.

Since he was born breastfeeding has been awesome and he has been a really good baby. There were a few awkward days getting to know each other, but I really have no complaints. I can’t wait to have another baby!!

If you made it all the way through this…Thanks!!! J

Here are some pics to go with the birth story…

My last belly pic. 41 weeks.

Me telling Aaron that I think I am in labour

At the hotel with my mom

In the tub

Arriving at the hospital

High on laughing gas

Me in shock that I just pushed this thing out

Our first family photo

Me and my awesome midwife

These two are exausted!

Our second day as a family

Going home

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So, it all started on Tuesday, the 21st at 2pm when I went into the hospital to be induced. They put Prepadil on my cervix (I was a fingertip dialted) and told me to relax. I was supposed to have to lay in bed for 2 hours and then I could get up and walk around. They said it would make me a little crampy, but it would go away by the end of the 2 hours. I did get crampy, but it didn't go away after 2 hours. The doctor came back in arouns 7 and put in another dose of Prepadil (at that point I was at 2 cm). Around 10 pm, I really started having contractions about 5 minutes apart. The nurses told me that people really don't go into labor from Prepadil, so I should just relax because tomorrow was going to be a big day. At 1am, I was in soooo much pain and they were coming about every 3 minutes. The nurse told me to get into the shower becasue she said "water works wonders". All it did was make me stand on a slippery surface having contractions every 3 minutes! So, when I got out they checked me...still at 2! So, they gave me Stadol (sp?). It didn't really take away the pain, but it definitely took the edge off, so I could rest. I didn't get any sleep, but I at least didn't have to do my breathing every few minutes.

Wednesday morning at 7:30, the doc came in and checked me. I was still at 2 (shocking!). So, he broke my water (which I didn't know he was doing and hurt A LOT) and started the pit. That stuff is not a joke! The contractions were crazy and around 1:30, I started asking for an epidural. When they checked me, I was at 5, so I got the go-ahead. Thank GOD for that epi...I slept for 2 hours straight as soon as it kicked in! Then, When I woke up, it needed to be redosed and I was only at 6cm. So, they gave me another dose, but this dose only worked on my right side, so I felt everything on my left! Once my left side was absolutely killing me, I asked to see the anesthesiologist again, but I was at 9 to a lip and they wouldn't let me get another dose! So, I labored from 9-10 without meds and then around 5:40pm, I got the urge to push. All I remember from that point on was screaming a lot. It was so unbelievably painful. My back was killing me and I have never in my life felt anything so intense. Pushing as the contraction is building is the worst part! God, that hurt! After about an hour of pushing I started telling the doctor that I really coudn't get the baby out without help. He just kept telling em to push, saying that's how it feels, but that I could do it. Well, after about ten more minutes, it became evident that I was right . Hello, I think we know what our bodies are doing?!? Apparently, she was recessing back up the birth canal with each push! So, he tried using 2 different vaccuums and neither worked. So, out came the forceps. I will tell you, there is nothing more painful than having forceps placed around the baby's head. Yowza! It took 3 pushes with the forceps and finally her head was delivered. The unbilical cord was tight around her neck, so he had to remove it with her shoulders right at the opening of my vajayjay! Double Yowza! I just remember screaming a thim to get her out. Finally I could push her the rest of the way out and she arrived! Then, the doctor spent the next 40 minutes trying to stitch me up in the delivery room. Apparently the forceps gave me to vaginal lacerations and I had a fourth degree tear straight through to the rectum. But, He couldn't see enough in that room, so I had to be taken up to the OR so that he could stitch things up properly. It took a little over an hour and 150 stitches, but I'm back together again!
So, she was born Wednesday, August 22nd at 7:11pm. (41 weeks, exactly)
She weighed 7 lbs, 5oz and was 20.5 inches long.
Her Apgar scores were 8 and 9.
She's so beautiful and worth every pain and stitch!

Sorry the pics are so enormous!

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So i just realized that i never put my birth story on here and even though it was almost 2 months ago i still remember it like it was yesterday.

I went to my doctor on monday aug 13th (he had been out of town and i had to go to another doctor until he returned. I was having blood pressure issues and the doctor that I went to see told me to see my doctor the day he came back) I was 40 weeks and 3 days, I was more than ready to have this baby. My doctor told me that we were going to have a baby! I was so excited!

I called my mom and Jeff and told them that I was going up to Labor and delivery! Jeff was so excited he called his dad and mom! I called His dad Dave befor i got up there, and he was already on his way. I got up to labor and delivery and they started my IV and gave me the oral meds to get my cervix to dialate. Dave got there and then my Mom followed by Jeff. By the end of monday i still hadnt dialted any and my water hadnt broken, i was having contractions but not regular. It was a restless night for my mom and dave, Jeff and I slept great, me only because of the stateall (SP) they were pumping thru me! once they gave me that the room spinned and i passed out.

August 14th at 6 am they started the pitocin, the contractions were still really irregular. Mom had went out the car to try and sleep cause she couldnt get comfortable! The uped the pitocin and my water broke, at the time i was excited, well with the water breaking comes the contractions! They started out at 5 minutes apart and they were pretty strong, I was dealing with them, breathing through each one. They uped the pitocin to 6. My contractions were supposed to go to 2 minutes apart, well they didnt they went to 1 minute apart and the nurse checked me i had dialated from 1 cm to 4 cm! AHHH i was like shew come on bring me Drugs. Jeffs Grandma Sue,Jeffs mom Pam, and Dave were in the room with me! I was laying on my side griping the side of the bed screaming cause the contractions hurt so bad. Sue was rubbing my back, Pam was on the other side of the room crying and Dave had a overwhelming feeling and had to leave the room ( he was upset cause there wasnt ne thing he could do). I was crying for jeff! Finally Jeff gets there and im still in the worst pain of my life! Crying my eyes out! About 10 minutes after jeff got there the man with my EPIDURAL (SP) shows up! Thank god for HIM!! The meds worked really fast and i felt much better! My doctor came in and told me they were worried cause when i would have a contraction Jayla's heart rate would drop and it wasnt coming back up so they did some internal monitering! They watched me for about 15 minutes and decided that we should do the c-section!

They started preping me! I remember asking the guy what it was going to feel like! He said that i would be numb and i would feel some pulling and pressure. He stood beside me the whole time making sure that i was ok! he was talking to me keeping me calm! what a nice guy! after they preped me and i was ready to have this baby they let Jeff come in. Jeff came in and sat by me talking and keeping me calm, I had a lot of pressure and tugging and pulling. All of a sudden my daughter was here! I didnt really get to see her b/c they took her over to the table to clean her and Jeffs head was in my way. Jeff and Jayla went to the nursery (they sent jeff b/c he started looking a lil pale and they didnt want him to pass out) so off they went! they were finished with me and I went to recovery after 5 minutes of being there they brought my daughter to me! finally i got to see and hold her, i started crying i couldnt believe how beautiful she was! I got to breast feed right then. I was in recovery for 2 hours when they moved me into my room! They told me that my daughter weighed in at 7 pounds 8 oz and was 20 1/2 inches long! shew i couldnt believe it! they most amazing day in my LIFE!!

Well thats my story sorry its long!

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We were married....

Then 5 months later we found out we were having our baby!!!

This was me........

This is my sweet Brayden Skye just minutes after being born. 8lbs 5 oz and 201/2 inches!!

2 weeks old...





4 months....

5 months...

6 months...




10/11 months....

1 YEAR........

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First comes love...

Then comes marriage...

[LEFT]Then comes Stephie with a baby carriage...4 weeks after we were married we found out we were pregnant. Pregnant with a honeymoon baby!!!! But October 9th of 2006 our little one grew wings. He or she was the 4th loss for me, but the 1st lost for Brandon and I. The baby was due July 17th 2007. [/LEFT]

[LEFT]According to the doc, December 5th we conceived...however, neither of us knew, and I kept praying for another chance to be a mom. Then on December 23rd 2006 I received a BFP.
January 1st 2007 I started posting on PO. At 7wks gestation I had some cramps and went to ER, I was told my LO did not have a heartbeat. DH and I did not believe it. I still had M/S so at 12wks gestation I had my first OB DA and we heard the most beautiful sound in the world, our little bean's heartbeat. I had M/S for almost 4 months. At 19wks gestation we had our first U/S and it was a girl!![/LEFT]

PIX OF MY BELLY AS IT GREW! 19-28wks gestation

[LEFT]She tried to come early at 28weeks Gestation but then the contractions stopped. She tried to come early again at 34weeks Gestation and again the contractions stopped. At 36weeks Gestation we learned my placenta was no longer working as good as it should. An induction was scheduled at 37weeks Gestation for 8/7/07 but her heart rate dropped and she was in distress so instead she arrived via c-section[/LEFT]

PIX OF MY BELLY AS IT GREW! 29-37wks gestation

[LEFT]She arrived on 8/7/07 at 9:57pm 5lbs 7.7oz and 17.75 inches long. I call her my miracle baby. Fifth try, hard pregnancy but she made it here safely.[/LEFT]

Slide show of her first 3 days of life

A slide show of some of Averi's firsts!!!!

Averi's 1st Swim

Averi with some of our family.

[COLOR=purple]Averi at 1 month old!!!.[/COLOR]

Averi is growing up so fast. She's 6 weeks old

Averi is 2 months old

Averi is now THREE MONTHS old. I can't believe it. 3 MONTHS old. She's holding up her head, sitting and standing with assistance, and trying to learn how to crawl... she's almost 10lbs, and changing more and more every day.

Averi at 4 months old

Averi is 5 months old

Averi at 6 Months old!!!!!!!!!!! These are pictures of her before she went to the hospital

[LEFT]I took pictures of Averi while we were at the hospital because it looked like we were going to lose her. I thought I'd never again get to take another picture of her. I was so scared. The most I have ever been in my entire life. Put your curser over each picture to read the whole story[/LEFT]

These are some beautiful pictures of Averi after the hospital visit

Averi at 7 months old

Averi at 8 months old

9 Months

10 Months

Fire works pictures. Averi's first 4th of July

11 Months

All of Averi's 1st birthday stuff

Pix at Averi's 1st Birthday party

Her 1 year old professional photo shoot photos!!!

12 Months

Found out on August 8th 2008 that God intends for us to have a little brother or sister for Averi.

Unfortunately our shock pregnancy has come to an end. M/C of our hopeful 2nd child on Saturday Aug 16th 2008. This is the 5th child lost for me and the second child lost for Brandon and I.

Averi at 13 months old!!

[COLOR=Blue]We just found out we are pregnant again!!! This time we are ready. Both of us had the baby fever after our recent loss. And we are so pleased to be expecting once again.



12 WEEKS AND 2 DAYS.............................................................13 WEEKS


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