So *finally* here is my birth story....Sorry that it is so long-- 16 hours of labor will do that
The Birth of Taya Elise Brickner
Total Labor 16 ½ hours
August 6, 2003
I had a pretty restless night of sleep on Wednesday evening....as my nights had become full of BH contractions and trips to the restroom. Before bed on the 5th I took a dose of Red Raspberry Leaves in capsule form. I also had a bit more of a backache than usual, but nothing terrible. I woke up feeling okay, but got sick from my Cheerios and had to have breakfast twice. I went to work as usual, though my mind was less focused than it had been. I really didn’t have much to do so I took a half-day and went home to spend the afternoon with my mom. We both were pretty tired and it was a bit rainy outside so we just spent the afternoon watching soaps and relaxing. I didn’t have much of an appetite all day but ate lightly. In the evening we went for our usual 2 mile walk–but this time it hurt! My inner thighs were full of pain and the underside of my belly felt like it was stretching out. It took my breath away a couple of times, but I was able to finish our stroll. We got home about 8:00pm and I ate bowl of Cheerios as I hadn’t had dinner but nothing really sounded good, and took another dose of the RRL. We watched Big Brother and I had a glass of milk and some Oreos and then headed off for a shower and bed. I was asleep by 10:30pm. At 11pm “something” woke me up and I was wet. Not terribly wet but more wet than usual. I got up and went to the bathroom to see what was going on. I changed my underwear and went back to bed. As soon as I laid down my new underwear was also wet. I got up again and went to the bathroom (again) and this time brought a new pair of undies in with me. This time I decided to put on a pad and go back to bed to wake up Trey. He was way startled to be awakened and I tried to explain to him that I thought maybe my water broke. He seemed confused and was like, we’ll smell it and see if it is (because I thought that maybe I was peeing my pants!) We were laughing though b/c my underwear smelled like Downey and bleach...and sniffing my underwear didn’t clarify anything. I wasn’t having contractions at this point, so we decided to just hang out, watch some tv and try to sleep through the night. About 15 minutes later my contractions started. They were strong, but not painful, and were about 5 minutes apart. We were surprised with the frequency of them and with each contraction I’d get a gush of water. Soon I also started to have major diarrhea. Trey and I just hung out upstairs for a couple of hours, as my mom and dad (who were staying with us from CO) were sleeping downstairs. At about a quarter of two we woke my mom up as my contractions were less than four minutes apart. I decided to take a shower and get the last of my things packed for the hospital. I spent time sitting on my birth ball as my lower back had really started to hurt. I also started throwing up. I was pooping and puking all at the same time in between contractions. Because my contractions were so close together we decided to go to the hospital about 2:30am.
We got checked in at L&D and hooked up to the EFM (though I didn’t want to be...they wanted a 20 minute strip of the baby.) It was shift change at 3am, so a new nurse came in and got us all set up. Her name was Julie and she was super nice and friendly. I asked for a birth ball and we were able to walk the halls to keep things moving. Unfortunately I couldn’t go far in the halls because without warning I would throw up and/or have diarrhea. So I got confined to my room by my digestive system I labored on the birth ball for a long time and had bad back labor/pain, so I was having Trey press really hard on my lower back for counter pressure. I also had them bring in a heating pad for my back–though it didn’t help as much as the counter pressure from Trey. I was pretty grossed out with the amount of fluid that I was losing with each contraction, as it just went everywhere. Trey, my mom, dad, and mother in law were all in the room with me. I liked having them there, but didn’t want to hear anyone talk–my MIL was telling some story in the middle of one of my contractions and I just wanted it to be very quiet–so I shh’d her.... I just wanted it to be dark and quiet. I was doing a lot of visualization with each contraction and having people talk was very distracting–so they all sat there in silence for the next 12 hours... At around 5am I was very uncomfortable. The pain in my back really surprised me and was not what I expected from labor. I got checked and was only at 3cm but 100% effaced. I was starting to doubt my ability to go naturally as at this point I was very tired and worried that I had a long road ahead of me. I decided to go and sit in the shower–they had a little stool in the shower with a shower head massager. I remembered Brooke saying in her birth story how she started to doubt herself at 4cm, but trusted the Bradley sign-posts...so as I sat in the shower with the hot water I decided to wait another hour before “giving in” with some pain medication. I put the shower head on my belly and lower back and rested my head on the shower wall– it was very relaxing and did wonders for my back labor. Most of the pain in my back went away and I was able to continue to labor. About an hour and a half later they asked me to get out of the shower to be checked with the EFM and my vitals. It was maybe 7am or so. I had started to develop a temperature but the baby was doing really well on the monitor. The nurse checked me and I had made it to 7cm in just the time that I was in the shower. I was so excited thinking that I was headed into transition and certain that I could now make it naturally.... The nurse and doctor wanted to start me on an IV for fluids because of my rising temperature–after the puking and the diarrhea and sitting in a steamy shower until I was pruned I was dehydrated. I let them start an IV of just fluids and got back in the shower. I continued to labor in the shower and on the ball for a long time, until I started to get an uncontrollable urge to push. It was the most intense feeling and was very hard to prevent my body from pushing. I got back in bed and they checked me and I was only at 8cm. This pretty much continued for about 2 hours and was most certainly the hardest part of my labor. It didn’t hurt so much as it was hard to keep myself from pushing. After looking at my latest “strip” on the EFM the nurse and doctor decided that my contractions weren’t lasting long enough. Even though they were coming every 3 minutes they weren’t long enough in duration and they wanted to start me on a low dose of pitocin to get me to 10cm. I really did not want to do that, as I knew what it would do to my contractions and was trying to avoid interventions, but after another half hour I gave in and was started on a pit drip. My contractions quickly got very strong and very painful, and I was offered an epidural or other pain meds. At this point I was exhausted to say the least and could barely keep my eyes open in between contractions. I really did not want the epidural, but after an hour on the pit and still no progress I was about to give in with the hopes that it would relax my body enough to progress to 10cm. I asked to try something else before the epidural and was given a shot of Phentanol (spelling?) I was told it would last about 45 minutes and then we could re-evaluate whether I wanted an epidural (which both dh and I knew I did not want!) The shot took some of the edge off and I was able to labor through– my mom was a big help in coaching my breathing to keep me from pushing–still the most uncontrollable urge ever. Trey was crying watching me and supported whatever decision I made about pain relief. A while later, around 12:45pm the nurse came in to tell me that the anesthesiologist was ready if I was. I asked to be checked before giving in and I was complete! I was so happy that I cried! I was just so ready to give in to the urge to push!
So the pushing began around 1pm. I pushed in bed, on my side, in a squat with a bar and on the toilet. The toilet was the BEST feeling ever! I totally recommend that for pushing as it was by far the most comfortable position for me. Though they made me get off of it after my feet and legs turned purple from the lack of blood flow. I pushed and pushed and pushed, but it didn’t hurt at all. I was just really tired and sweaty and thirsty. Trey brought me lots of wet wash cloths, I drank my sprite and then really wanted to brush my teeth (who knows?) So Trey brought me a glass of water and a spit basin and I brushed up. I got the baby’s head to where I could see it, which was so exciting and satisfying. We could see Taya’s dark hair, that was so long the doctor could hold her hair and joked that he could pull her out by it. The doctor also knew that I really did not want an episiotomy
and was doing lots of perineal massage to help open things up. Two hours later I was still pushing and getting even more exhausted. At a little after three he asked if I would consider using the vacuum to pull her out. I was so tired and ready to be done I agreed– knowing full well that I’d end up with a cut. They brought in the equipment, snipped me (after some numbing medicine), and a couple of contractions later Taya was born. It was amazing to watch and I couldn’t believe that they were finally handing me my baby! It was 3:19pm on August 7th. Her Apgars were 8 and 9.
We were able to visit with Taya, let her breastfeed and take lots of pictures before she headed to the nursery for the full assessment/first bath. I did tear in addition to my midline episiotomy, in the shape of a “Y” and the tear is inside, not out...so it took a while to stitch up. Overall I feel great. I didn’t need any of the pain meds the doctor prescribed for afterwards–just some Advil for the swelling. No hemorrhoids, but my face was pretty swollen from pushing. I felt so good on Monday that we went for a mile long walk and I felt just fine. I really can’t complain and was ready to do it all over again when they handed me Taya. I really think going the NCB route has improved my recovery time. Even though things didn’t go entirely as planned (the shot of pain meds, pitocin and vacuum) I’m overall happy with the way that things turned out. What an incredible experience!
DD 8.03, DD 6.05, DS 3.07, DD 5.09, and DS arrived 6.17.12
My suggestion to anyone who wants to go into labor is to go see the movie S.W.A.T. I don’t know if it was the action, the excitement, or Samuel Jackson but it worked for me.
On Friday night I was 1 day overdue and my DH and I took advantage of my mom staying with us and went to see the movie S.W.A.T. at a theater that is just a few minutes from my house. We saw the movie then stopped in the lobby to talk to a teenager working there that I used to teach. After a few minutes of catching up I realized that liquid was running down my leg. I knew it wasn’t urine right away so I said “Sorry we have to go I think my water just broke – I need to go have a baby.” I then scooted out of the theater taking tiny little steps with my thighs clenched together. It was just after 10 pm. (I had never had a fear of my water breaking in public but it wasn’t a big deal to me. I didn’t notice anyone paying any attention and frankly at that time I didn’t really care much!)
We got to the car and I put a towel on the seat and we drove the 5 minutes home to pick up some stuff. DH wanted to go straight to the hospital and I said no, we’re fine, we have time to put some things together, etc. We pulled in the driveway and I got out of the car. As I took a few steps around the car I realized I had blood running down my legs. I went right back to the car while my DH ran in and told my mom, got a few more towels and we went right to the hospital.
Once we got to the hospital we went up through the emergency entrance and were in the L&D area just about 40 minutes after my water had broken. They took me in a little side room right away because of the great amount of blood present. Apparently the blood was very dark in color and there was WAY more of it then there should be. They found the heartbeat with a Doppler which was a real relief considering all the blood. They were a little concerned that the heart rate was so steady, apparently they want to see it vary a bit not stay the same all the time. They did an internal and I was completely effaced and 5 cm dilated.
They put me in a room and a fetal monitor and I continued to bleed a bunch but wasn’t contracting at first. Finally the contractions started at about 11:30. The doctor came about 12:00 and examined me. I was still at 5 cm and he was concerned about and had no definitive answers about the bleeding. He though he felt a bit of the placenta at the edge of the cervix. He thought that an edge of the placenta could be detaching slightly. As the baby’s head cam down into the birth canal it would hopefully put pressure on the loosening area and stem the bleeding. The baby’s heartbeat was now showing the desired amount of variation and my blood pressure and pulse were strong. When I asked about an epidural he said I should get it right away. I wanted to make sure I had it in place in case the bleeding turned into a problem and I had to have a C-section. That way there would be no delay and I wouldn’t need a general if it turned into an emergency.
The epidural went in easily at about 1 am. It was boosted twice; once at about 3 am then again at 5 am. The contractions varied in intensity and spacing. Sometimes they were about 2 ½ minutes apart sometimes more like 4 minutes. Each one seemed to last about 40 to 60 seconds. The bleeding had just about tapered off by about 2 am, which was a real relief.
My nurse was very hesitant to do an internal until I felt the need to push because of the earlier bleeding. At about 5 am she finally checked and I was fully effaced and about 7-8 cm dilated. I started to push just before 6 am and when the doctor checked I was at 10 cm. I pushed for about 30 to 45 minutes. Things were going along slowly and the doctor was sitting off to the side doing chart notes. The nurse came and pushed my legs up farther. I swear it felt like she forced my knees into my eyeballs. At first I was like “what are you doing!?!??!” but almost immediately I felt the head really start to come out. She said to my doctor “you better suit up, were going to have a baby here”. My doctor was totally caught off guard and had to rush into the delivery get up. After that it took about 2 pushed to get the head out and one more for the shoulders and it was over!
Delia Joan was born at 6:26 am on August 9th. She weighed 8 lbs 2 oz and was 21 inches long.
The birth of Caden Riley...
The initial contractions began at around 3:00am Saturday (08-09). I tried to sleep through them, but I ended getting up at about 4:40am, where I found the contractions to be 5-7 minutes apart. I waited about an hour and then decided to wake Tony up. He thought I should call my midwives. The midwife on call told me to wait until they got to be so painful that I couldn’t walk or talk through them. We decided to go back to bed, and I actually fell asleep. At about 1:30pm, I realized that the contractions had just about stopped. I had a few contractions on Saturday evening/night.
Sunday (08-10) I had a few more contractions throughout the morning, So Tony and I decided to go walking at the mall. We walked for about an hour, but then we had to leave because Tony had to work. We both thought I should go with him to work just to be safe. (He is a manager for a restaurant delivery service, so he drives.) I started getting the contractions again, this time about 2-3 minutes apart, although they weren’t overly painful. I called the midwives again, and the one on call this time, Ellen, decided to have me come in since I was GBS+, and if I were in labor I would need the antibiotics.
He dropped me off at home so I could pack the final necessities, and he could finish his delivery. We got to the hospital about 9:00pm, and I was indeed having contractions. She checked me and I was 2cm, but the baby was still really high. That was good for me though, because at my appointment on Friday (08-08 ) I was only 1cm. So Ellen told us to walk the halls for two hours to see if anything more would happen. So we started walking at 10pm. At midnight we went back to the triage room to be checked. I had progressed to 3cm. She told me if I wanted I could go back home and labor more, but she said we could end up having to turn around and come back in a couple of hours. So we decided to stay.
We got admitted at about 12:30am Monday (08-11) morning, and I had the best nurse, Wendy. She got my IV in with hardly any pain! (You know this was a major worry of mine!) They started my antibiotics then. I had on and off contractions all night, and finally tried to rest. She checked me before I went to sleep and I was 3 1/2 -4cm, but the baby was still very high up (-2 station). So I fell asleep. The next midwife, Geri, came in at 7am. I awoke with no contractions. They had completely stopped. Frustrated and upset, Geri explained my options. I could just go home and wait, or they could start pitocin. Seeing as we had already been at the hospital for 12 hours, and thinking the pitocin would really help me, I decided to stay and start pitocin.
At 10:30am, pitocin was started very slowly. Every time they would up the dose, I would have nice strong regular contractions, but after a while, I would seem to become immune or something to the drug! All day I had pitocin, but there was no change in my cervix!! They wouldn’t break my water because they were afraid of cord prolapse. But I was not going to progress unless they broke my water!
At 7pm, midwife Tanya comes in. At this point, I have gone through three midwives! I had been there a loong time!! She is not able to come and see me until about 8:30pm. She checks me and still not much progress! She comes in at 9:45pm to check me again. She has her hand up there, and I am trying not to feel the pain when suddenly a HUGE gush of warm fluid rushes from my body! It felt like hot tub water! It was really warm, and it felt almost comforting to know that my water was finally broken. The fluid also had a very unique smell. Almost like the smell of Tony and I blended together. I think it was really neat. My tummy had been reduced in size by half just from having the membranes ruptured!
From that point on, my contractions began to come on very hard and strong. Tony was amazing support for me. He kept reminding me to breathe through the contractions. A couple of times I lost it and didn’t breathe. I was ranting and raving. But I realized that I felt better afterward when I kept control of myself. The pain was too intense though. I wanted an epi. The nurse told me that I had to have a bag of fluids before the epi just in case my B/P drops. So I had to wait about 20 minutes. That was sheer torture. I even had to go to the bathroom during this period, and it was so hard! I like three major contractions in the time it took me to go to the bathroom! But when I came back to the bed, all the water was cleaned up, and I got in a dry gown. That was a lot better.
Finally the epi nurse came, and that was pretty hard to endure. It wasn’t as bad as my epi with my first DS, but still hard to deal with. I had three contractions while she was inserting it, and it took every ounce of strength in my body to maintain the position. She told me to take my mind somewhere else. So the whole time I was getting the epi, I just kept singing in my head over and over “Viva Laaas Vegas”! LOL Finally it was over, but it took a minute to kick in. Now I don’t know if the dose was too low, or if it was in wrong or what, but I could still feel a lot of pressure and tightening of my uterus.
I wasn’t really able to keep track of time at this point, but a nurse came in to check me and I was up to 8cm! I know she had broken my water less than an hour before. I was still feeling immense pressure and tightening, but they said that was normal. About 10 minutes later, I really felt bad pressure. I could hardly stand it. So I asked to be checked again and I was at 10cm!! Tanya was in another delivery at that point, so they asked me to try some practice pushes. I could feel the pressure when I pushed, and it actually felt good to be able to bare down with the contractions. So after about 30 minutes of the pushes, Tanya came in. I asked for a mirror, but you couldn’t see his head yet. She got all suited up and they removed the bottom of the bed. I pushed again, and I could see him crowning! It was getting more painful as he moved down. On the third contraction since Tanya got in the room, I was pushing so hard and I started to feel like I was ripping apart! I found myself screaming as loud as I could when I looked in the mirror and his head was out! I was in such intense pain, all I could say was “get him out”! So she told me to push again, and with more agonizing pain and horrible screaming my son was born at 11:53pm! She laid him on my chest and the first words out of my mouth were “That was SO painful. OH MY GAWD.” As soon as I said that, Caden looked up at me! It was amazing! He didn’t even cry until they put a blanket on him and started to wipe him off. Then he just cried lightly. I got to hold him for about 30 minutes then they took him over to the warming bed to be weighed. Then he started screaming his head off! He had been cozy with Mommy!
I asked Tanya if I tore, and at first she said no. But then she looked and said, “Oh I guess you need one stitch.” So I asked her if I could have anesthesia, and she said, “Well you only need one stitch, so you can have one poke with lots of stinging and burning, or just two plain pokes.” So I opted for the two plain pokes. Turns out I really needed seven stitches, two of which were in the muscle. Well she couldn’t give me any pain medicine after she had already started sewing, so I had seven stitches with no drugs! It was horrible! I felt every inch of it!
All in all, I had a good experience considering I was very scared to be at this hospital. But every one was really nice and I had a pretty good experience. The only thing that sucked was that my son wasn’t born until about 27 hours after I had arrived there! But he is beautiful, and he is such an angel! Only cries for food! I am very grateful to have a happy healthy new son! Thank you for sharing in the birth of Caden Riley.
Friday August 8-This was my 39 wk appt at which time I was 2 cm and 75% effaced. I had the doc go ahead and strip my membranes. I had some pretty strong contractions that day, but they fizzled out and I continued waiting. I went to to work on the 11th as usual.
Tuesday August 12th-Was a typical morning for me. I got up and worked out like I had been for the past 2 wks straight hoping that this would speed things up. I went into work as usual. I ate a big bowl of fresh pineapple at about noon. At this point I was only working half days, so I usually leave work at 2. At 1pm I felt like I was having a really bad upset stomach and didn't think anything of it because last time I ate a bunch of pineapple I also got a very upset stomach. I left work at 2 and went home and kept complaining of my tummy ache. I layed down in bed a bit and then decided that I might actually be in labor. I started timing my "belly ache pains" and sure enough they were about every 10-12 mins. I had had so many false alarms, that I wasn't getting too excited yet. I told Trey and my mom that I might be in labor. At this point I got in the shower and was in there about 45 mins and it felt so good. I was pretty sure at this point I was in labor so I started really timing my contractions and they were about 7 mins apart. For the next two hours Trey, my mom and myself sat around the table and put a puzzle together while we timed my contractions. Once they were 4 mins apart I called my doc and she had me go ahead and head into the hospital. It was about 7pm. At my first check I was 4 cm dialated and 100% effaced so of course I was a keeper. They sent me to a L and D room and I again got in the shower for about another half hour. They checked me again at about 11 and now I was 6. I'm sure I was approaching transition, but I could not take the pain anymore so I gave in and asked for an epidural.
It took a few mins for the doc to come and administer the epidural. I progressed another half cm. Having contractions while getting the epidural was probably the hardest thing I had to do up to that point. She put the first one in and after a while realized she had it in a vein.....so time for a second epidural. She got this one in and I layed back down and waited for the medicine to kick in. Well my right side was totally numb, but I could feel everything on my left side, so she pumped in some more medicine and I layed on my left side to help it adsorb. Finally I got some relief. It was about 1am and at this point I was 7 cm so they decided to break my water. There was meconium in the fluid so I also had to have an amino infusion. The nurse told me to try and rest, so I dozed and woke up to a bunch of nurses and the attending rushing into my room. Apparently I had just had 5 strong contractions in a row and the babies hb had dropped dangerously low. They hurried up and had me sign the consent for a c-section, as they thought for sure I was going to need one. They gave me a shot of terbutelene to stop my contractions and this seemed to help. Isabella's hb went back up....the only bad thing is that my contractions stopped. This was about 0130 or 0145. At that point I was 8 cm. When my contractions did start again I could feel them so the doc came in and did some things with my catheter and decided I needed yet another epidural. I had such relief from the pain that I new I couldn't due the rest of labor without the epidural. She got the THIRD epidural in and again I had the hot spot where I could feel everthing so she came back and gave me another dose of meds. This was probably around 0330. During all this time Isabella's hb continued to bottom out, then come back up. It was so very scary. Finally they found a position that she liked and that is how I stayed until I was ready to push. The nurse was getting ready to go to lunch, so she checked me and I was 9cm. At about 0400 I felt like I needed to push. I called for the nurse that took over my nurses spot for her lunch break and she checked me and sure enough I was complete. I finally got to start to pushing at about 0420 after my nurse got back and my doctor got there (she had been there since 0200 because Isabella was in such distress). I pushed a few times and during this time my catheter for my epidural fell out and let me tell you, I could definately tell. I pushed for almost an hour an a half and finally my doc said the babies heart rate wasn't stable enough so she wanted to get her out quickly and asked me if using a vaccum was ok. I was up for anything that would make her delivery go faster. I had already been pushing for so long and in between I was throwing up. They used the vaccum to get her to crown and then I did the rest of the work on my own. At 0557 on August 13 Isabella finally graced the world with her presence. I didn't get to hold her as she had to be examined by the NICU team first since she had meconium and drop in heart rate. They worked on her for about 5 mins and finally she was able to cry. OMG what a glorious sound! She weighed 6 lbs 14 oz and is 21 inches long. Apparently she had a very short cord and this is why she was in so much distress. It took 20 mins for my placenta to separate from the uterine wall, so that was another 20 mins of contractions. During that time the doc was sewing up my first degree tear. I tore up toward my clitoris rahter than down toward my perineum. They gave me some pain medication and I could finally relax and hold my beautiful daughter.
My birth experience was a very scary one. It was traumatic for both me and Isabella. Our recovery has been very long and painful. Isabella would not nurse so for the first 24 hours of life she did not eat. We finally had to give her some formula on her second day of life. All she wanted to do was sleep and this was because of how traumatic delivery was for her. We finallly got to bring her home on Friday at a whopping 6lbs 5 oz. She had almost lost too much weight to come home.
The last words I leave you with is that I never knew it was possible to love someone so much as I love my daughter. There is not anyway that anyone could ever put into words the love I feel. What a miracle
Well on Friday afternoon I started having some minor contractions.. no biggie.. well I went to lay down around 5 pm and started to do a kick count... Well nothing then 6 pm still nothing 7 pm still nothin.. bout that time I started getting bad contrax.. so I called my dr ( the on call dr called me back since my dr was on vacation)and told him that I wasn't feelin her move at all. So I went into L&D at 8:30 that night. They said she was movin but so slightly that they wanted to monitor me for a few.. they came in gave me things to drink I thought it was no big deal we were planning on stoppin for Popeyes Chicken on the way home that night. I had been there for about 1.5 hours then the dr on call came in.. He said "welllllll here's the deal, she has been having the decelrations in her heart rate again.. so far in the last 90 minutes I have counted 60. Soooo here is what I think, if you were MY WIFE I would do it NOW. Everything LOOKS ok but you n ever know how these things can turn on you I don't feel comforatable in letting you go home until we deliver the baby."
At this point I KNEW what Brent would say so i just looked at him and said well you made our Decision for us when you used the words IF YOU WERE MY WIFE... So we stayed hooked to the monitors allllll night and he kept us informed.. her heart rate decelled all night off and on. He was so concerned that something would turn that he stayed an extra shift to make sure I was ok.. (this wasn't even MY dr.) He was the on call dr... I didn't sleep all night neither did Brent and when they made me go to sleep they gave me Ambien.. I woke up at 5:45 in the morning took a shower QUICKLY then got back on the monitors... He tried to get me in in the morning but someone had to go have by pass surgery STAT so I said I could wait if he thought she would be ok waiting. He said she looked ok.. So at around 3:40 pm they came in in a rush all these nurses and drs and anestesia people were there... it was so quick.. I was wondering why they were rushing so fast.. they threw brent his scrubs and told him to hurrry.. my pastor hardly had time to pray for us b4 they took us back. I got into the OR at 3:33pm it took 2 tries to get my spinal block in.. at 3:55 Brent got into the room. The Dr was already there ready to go.. She was born at 4:04.. it took awhile to get through the scar tissue from my last c/s.. he didn't want to do a classical incision so he said he was goin to do another bikini cut... She got an 8 and 9 on her apgars she was 6 pounds 9 oz 19 inches long head was 13 3/8 around..... her lungs were FINE.. I cried when I heard her first cry.. it was wonderful..
Well after they puled her out they found what was causing the decelerations in her heart rate. there was a TRUE KNOT in her cord the size of a golf ball maybe a bit bigger. The Dr told us that she wouldn't have made it to this Thursday's scheduled c/s and that he was glad I was a paraanoid mommy that listened to myself to know that something wasn't right. He said it isn't very often he sees knots like that...she just kept rolling over and over to make it that tight.
So we spent a few days in the hospital and now we are home.. I am sore and on demoral since the crampiness is harder with #2 then #1 but I can walk around it is just hard at first to get goin...but overall I would do it again.. The breast feeding is going very well also.
Thank you for all your thoughts and prayers they worked
Sheryl Brent Kumiko and baby Kohana
Its a GIRL :wav: Due 8-1-03 by C/S
Birth Story of Fritz Johannes McWhirter
On Thursday, July 31, 2003 I awoke to severe lower back pain. It lasted what seemed 10 minutes and then went away. I had been anxiously wondering when I may go into labor, and knew that lower back pain could be a sign.
It was almost 7 am and Dewey was still asleep. I knew he would be getting up soon to go to work, and he had told me that he should be done around 1 pm. So I thought I wouldn’t tell him, just incase I was wrong, and I didn’t want him to miss work since I knew they were already short a person.
I tried to sleep again, but my back would start hurting again. It was the same sort of discomfort I felt when I menstruated. I was unable to get comfortable while lying down, so I knew it wasn’t because of undue pressure on my back. At 8 am I got up and had used the restroom. There was what seemed to be bloody show. Again since I had never experienced this before I was unsure if I was right. I ate a small breakfast, just incase this was the day.
As I tried to watch T.V. I noted that the pain was coming every 5 minutes. Sometimes it did not hurt as much as it had. I had my 39 week and 5 day appointment scheduled for 10 am that morning. So I got ready to go. I finally removed the plastic from the crib mattress and put a sheet on. I debated on whether I should call my mom and warn her. I decided not, again, just in case I was wrong.
I was able to drive without any problem the pain was really manageable. Once at my appointment I told them what I thought was going on. Dr. Levitt came to check me and asked how far did I want to be dilated. I told him I didn’t know, because I was hoping for a lot but didn’t want him to fudge for me. He said I was 4-5 cm dilated. He commented that my body felt hot, and that I was in active labor. I was very excited and nervous. By now when the contractions occurred they radiated down my legs.
Now the hard part came: I wanted to deliver at a hospital that was 40 minutes away without traffic, and his office was just a few feet from another hospital. We wanted Emory Eastside because our insurance would only charge us $250. If we went to Dekalb Medical Center it would cost us $250 plus 10% of all the costs. Dr. Levitt understood this.
He told me to call my insurance and ask if they would waive the charge because this was an emergency. I was in active labor. (I felt fine, and thought I could drive myself.) I tried, and my insurance said flatly “No”, they would not discuss it. Dr. Levitt had his nurse work on it for me, and she talked to the insurance commissioner and I was told that everything would be taken care of. If I receive a bill, do not pay it, contact them.
In the meantime I had paged Dewey and told him what was going on. Dr. Levitt said I would have this baby by sundown. The nurse said I was doing great, she had seen women at 4 cm screaming, and I was still walking around and talking. Dewey sounded caught off guard when I told him that I was in active labor. He was done with his work, but was waiting on the attending to sign off on something, so he would leave shortly. He needed to go home and grad some things for him, and my bag. This was almost 11 am.
Once everything was settled I got my papers and walked over to the hospital. I called my mom to tell her, and left a message at Dewey’s parents. I was quite nervous. As I walked to admitting I was almost in tears.
I was quickly put in my room, and hooked up to a monitor to watch baby’s heartbeat with my contractions. I would only need this on for 20 mins. every hour. I was given some juice, which surprised me because I had heard that you were only allowed ice chips while in labor. I called a few more people to tell them what was happening, and because I was still waiting for Dewey. The T.V. was on my favorite soap opera, but I couldn’t concentrate on watching it.
I was put on my side because the baby’s heart rate was not doing what they wanted. Dewey finally showed up with an arsenal of things. The Dr. showed up and broke my water. I was nervous, but it didn’t hurt, it was just warm and sorta yucky. Around 3 pm I was in constant pain. I was writhing around the bed, and Dewey was doing his best to rub my back, and help me relax. It felt like the contractions were never ending, so I finally asked for the epidural. I had waited too long. They got me into the leaning position and I started to feel like I needed to push. The pain was so bad that I didn’t notice what was going on around me, and was squeezing Dewey. I did know that the pain would have been 10 times worse if he had not been there.
They told me to lie down on my left side, and hold my legs. Luckily I was able to do this without moving and got the epi. I thought it would be instant, but it took a few minutes. If the anesthieologist had stayed a minute longer I would have thanked her more! I could not feel anything!
The Dr. came back around 5 and said that they could let me push. They had to teach me, because I really could not feel what I was doing. After a little bit they brought in a mirror, and I saw his head! Dewey was watching the whole thing. They told me to stop because he was about to be born and the Dr. was not there.
Fritz was born at 6:27 pm weighing 8 lbs and was 20 ½” long. As he came out the dr. told me to open my eyes so I could see. And I saw this dark blue body coming out of my body, and I was shocked that we had really made a baby. Then everyone started saying it’s a boy and I kept saying “Really?” I couldn’t believe that we had been right. When the dr. was cleaning him, he asked if I heard him, Fritz. I said no because his squeaks were so quiet at first. They laid him on my belly so that Dewey and I could marvel over our creation.
Suh-bean-ah Married Dewey 10-13-01
August 5, 2003 6:30AM
I was sleep and felt a small gush, I thought I had peed on myself, but when I stood up I did have the urge to pee and nothing else came out. I went to the bathroom anyway and my panties were wet but it was clear and did not smell.
So here I go thinking that I will be going into labor soon, but nothing happens. Went to work and still no real contractions. Call the midwife and she tells me to get some sleep and come in the office tomorrow.
August 6, 2003
Still nothing happens during the night and I go to the birthcenter and I am only 1cm dilated and my cervic was really thick. She told me to get two homeopathic remedies Pulsatilla and Caulaphyllum and to walk. I get the homeopathics and take a two hour walk in the mall. Still nothing. I call a natualpathic doctor and he had me change how I was taking the homeopathics and added somethings. Still nothing until about 1AM the next day.
August 7, 2003
By about 4am the pain is really getting to me and I'm not sure if I can do this au natural. The contractions are about 3-5 apart. The only thing that gives me relief is sitting on the toilet or taking a shower. I call the midwife and it is the mean one that I didn't like on call and she says I don't sound like I'm in active labor and to give it some more time and call the other midwife at 8 am. I call the other midwife at 8 and she tells me to come on in.
When I get there at 9 I am 7-8 centermeters I could not believe it. I just knew I was stuck at 4 like I had been with Madisyn. They have a hard time putting in my IV and the fluid went into my arm causing it to swell. It took 4 tries before they found a vein that worked. Contratractions were still pretty intense, but not really coming any faster then3-5 minutes. After about 3hours and no change, the midwife starts talking about transfering me to the hospital to see why I was not progressing. Her concern was because my membranes had been ruptured for so long and the fact that my labored had stalled so wanted to be safe and not risk a serious problem with the baby. Of course I start crying because I know the c-cection was coming and I felt sooooooo bad because I had made it this far to end up having a c-cection. Anyway the nurse that was assisting the midwife was trying to be positive and told me to think about birthing that baby naturally and to not let my mind go straight to the c-cection, but I think I was so tired after anticipating something to happen since the day before yesterday that I couldn't focus. We drive to the hospital and they check me again and no change so the doctor on call says there is no reason to start pit on me and to go with the c-cection. I start crying again.
They bring Jorge his scrub outfit and the nurse shave me and put in my foley which was painful and felt like it wasn't in right. They wheel me down to the OR and the midwife is able to be in there with me. They try to do a spinal and after poking me five times he tries the epi. He gets that in but once they lay me down the medicine is not going through so they tell me that they have to put me under general. I really start crying then because they do not let other people be in there with you when you are under general so Jorge did not get to see his little girl being born.
Brooklyn Paige was born at 5:46pm but I didn't get to see her until 10pm. She was 8lbs 8oz which is bigger then what I was expecting and she is beautiful. Even though things didn't go the way that I wanted she was worth all of the pokes bruises I got and I did find out that I can get pass 4 centimeters.
until Madisyn turns 5
Well, I followed my DR's instructions on Saturday morning. I was 4 days past my due date and knew that she was on call. Once again I had problems feeling the baby but at this point it was nothing new. I told her that ans she had me come into triage AGAIN. This time she was the one who actually came and checked me. She pulled the curtain around and very quietly looked at me and said, well you are still the same, lets stip some membranes. After that she decided to go ahead and see if she could break my water with her fingers. She then looked and me and said "there now you are 4cm" when I got up to go to the bathroom there was a nice wet spot on the bed where I had been laying and there was no doubt that she had in fact been able to break my water.
The Labor and Delivery floor was full so they moved someone out of a room and up to the 6th floor after having their baby so that I could have the room. After sitting on the nice little white pad for an hour, we discovered that the amniotic fluid was tinged green. So on the monitors I went. I thought that I could make it through with no pain meds....I was wrong. Because I had to be hooked up to the monitor and so did the baby, I could not use the tub and the shower and things like that which I was planning on doing to control some of the pain. I used the narcotics, a shot in the leg and some in the IV. The evening went fairly well...The next time they checked me, which was about 10, I was up to about 8 cm. That was my last dose of pain meds, they also put the baby on an internal monitor because we kept losing her with just the belly one.
About 2:45 My DR came in and told me that when ever I was ready to I could start pushing. And I SOOOOOOOOOOO wanted to push by this point. I pushed hard and long for about 2 hours and decided that I just could not do it any more. I was willing to allow the help of forcepes or the vacuum. My DR came in at about 5:20 and told me that the baby was still WAY too far up to use either device. She had me do a couple of really hard pushes and discovered that the Baby's head was starting to swell because it was hitting something that was not letting her through. At that point, she explained to me that because of the position of my spine and my pelvis that she simply was not going to come out this way. So, they set me up for a C-section.
I went in at 5:50 and it took them 25 minutes to get the spinal in. That was HORRIBLE!!! I sat there hunched over while still having full blown contractions that I could not push through and the nurse kept telling me to be as still as possible. At the same time telling me that she thinks that this is going to be a 9 pound baby. The numbness finally kicked in and Isabella was born at 6:30 they took her right away to be checked out by the special care peds because of the green amniotic fluid. She was just fine. My husband actually made his way to the table and got to see my uterus outside of my body and did not faint. I was SO proud of him.
She is the perfect little baby, cries very little eats very well and sleeps for hours at a time. When we left to hospital she was down to 6 pounds 12 ounces. She is just a little peanut. We love her so much and she is worth every ounce of pain.
Hi everyone, Ryan is sleeping and the two older kids are playing so I thought I would get this posted!!
I was induced on August 7th, 2 days past my due date because the doctors believed I was once again having a big baby and I had a history of going over a week late with my other two, so here goes...
August 6 -- I went into the hospital for two hours to have the gel placed into my cervix. This was to help ssoften things up for the induction. All went well and was sent home that afternoon. We dropped the kids off at the in'laws that night and went home to get a good night sleep.
August 7 -- I was at the hospital at 7:30am ready to be induced. After filling out all the paper work and all the pitocin drip was started at 8:15am. Well nothing much happened for two hours, they kept upping the pit. but contractions weren't really doing anything and I was only 2 cm and very high, the baby wasn't interested in coming down. Mark and I were preparing for a long day when my doctor came in at 10:30 am and broke my water. Well that worked!! Within 30 minutes my contractions were coming every 2-5 minutes and lasting 45 seconds or so. The pain was not bad and so I figured I would put off an epidural for as long as possible... Well lo and behold the nurse checked me at noon and I was at 4-5 cm and the contractions were starting to get pretty intense. Went ahead and got the epidural around 12:45pm. I chickened out on the waiting, still thinking I had 5 hours or so of labor or more. Anyways the nurse checked me at 2:30pm and I was at 8-9 cm. The epidural was working too well, I couldn't feel a thing even when she was checking me and my right leg was a total dead weight. I asked to have it turned down, but it was too late by 3pm I was 10 cm and ready to push. It all went very fast after that. I started pushing at 3:15 and Ryan Jacob was born at 3:44pm, weighing in at an even 10 pounds. He was absolutely perfect, lots of black hair and just beautiful. Got 9 and 9 aon his Apgar.
I on the other hand was rung out. I had to push out the placenta which I didn't with the first two kids.. I guess I was losing a bit too much blood so I had to get a shot in the butt of something that would stem the bleeding. I gather my blood pressure dipped a bit too. Found out later that that is common with subsequent pregnancies. The uterus doesn't contract as hard from being so stretched out. That was all not a big deal.
Stayed in the hospital for two days. Turned out I was getting a bad headache while I was there and thought I was the rare person who got a spinal headache from the epidural. After discussions with the doctors it was determined that I had strained all my neck and shoulder muscles from pushing out Ryan and his 10 pund self. It was only about two days ago that I felt my muscles starting to go back to somewhat normal. Mark had to do alot since I could barely pick up the baby earlier in the week. I'm still popping Tylenol and Motrin because the inflammation of the muscles causes a nasty throbbing headache when I bend over. Such fun!! Doctors say it will go away with time......
Still only feel about 85% but life goes on and you deal. Zachary and Sydney are loving there brother Rye-Rye as they call him!!!!
Ryan Jacob 8/7/03
The birth story of SKYLAR FAITH
Aug. 5, 2003
7:30am----Check into the hospital for my scheduled induction.
8:00am----Hooked up to monitors, and recieve my IV. They had to monitor the baby for an hour before they could actually begin pitocin.
9:00am----Pitocin is started and upped every 20 minutes.
Noon----Doctor comes in to check my progress and break my water. Dilated to 2cm and 80% effaced.
2:00pm----Recieve epidural. Now I have to lay on my right side. I have a defect in my spine that causes the epidural to only numb the left side, so by lying on the right it helps this somewhat.
3:00pm----Nurse comes in and tells me that I have a fever of 102 and that my doctor wants to start antibiotics immediately.
3:30pm----Nurse comes in to put in a catheter to drain my blatter. While lying on my back, my blood pressure drops extremely low and I pass out.
My husband later informs me that they hurried and rolled me back to my side to get me to come too.
5:00pm----Blood pressure continues to drop lower and lower. Baby's heart rate starts to slow. Iam now put on oxygen.
6:00pm----Now dilated to 4 cm!! (wow Im slow). But Im fully effaced. The baby's heart rate is still slowing down, and my fever is still high. They decide to "refill" my bag of waters with saline. This helped relieve pressure on the umbilical cord, and helped to bring my fever down.
7:00pm----Have to have the epidural taken out and moved to a new location so that I could get better relief.
8:00pm----Epidural works much better this time. Now dilated to 6cm.
9:30pm----I begin to shake and shiver uncontrollably. This is how I know that I am ready to push. Tell husband to get the nurse.
9:45pm----Nurse confirms that I am ready to push, and rushes out to call the doctor.
10:00pm---Doctor arrives and I am prepped to begin pushing.
10:18pm----Skylar flies into the world after ONE push!!!!! No tearin, cuttin, or stitches needed!!!
We had to stay in the hospital until Friday Aug.8. Since I had a fever during delivery they were concerned with infection for both me and Skylar. I had to have 2 days worth of antibiotics, and Skylar just had to be monitored closely. After she was born, the fever stopped and didnt return. Skylar did very well in the hospital, except for loosing quite a bit of weight. Her pediatrician just had us return on Monday for a weight check and she was fine! At her 2 week check she was back up to 9 pounds. (8lbs 10oz at birth).
We are doing great. I feel WONDERFUL. She is nursing like a trooper and our other 2 girls LOVE her! Our family is now complete and we couldnt be happier!!!