Ok, better write this down or I'm gonna forget really soon.
Hunter has been the baby we've waited for for five long years. I spent my first trimester worrying about miscarriage, and had a heart attack when I started bleeding at 9 weeks. When I went into the doctor that day, I had a fever, and my heart sank. I thought for sure I was going to loose Hunter. But there he was, on the monitor, just moving around all over the place! At 13 weeks on December 23rd we got a great Christmas present...Hunter! The doc put in the cerclage and I couldn't believe that we made it that far!
Things were pretty uneventful until around 30 weeks. Then I started having all the problems...my blood pressure was too high, the blood sugars were too low, and there was too much amniotic fluid. Most of those problems, thankfully, corrected themselves.
At my 35 1/2 week appointment, the doc took out the cerclage. Contractions started almost immediately, but I didn't want to get my hopes up. I ended up going to labor and delivery on May 29th due to early contractions. Although I dialated overnight from 1 cm to 3 cm, the doc standing in for my doc made me go home, still contracting. I wasn't really in labor, she said. I was just having braxton hicks.
Two more times I went to the hospital with contractions, and two more times I was sent home because I wouldn't dialate to a 4 cm. In that time frame I also had two amniocentesis tests done to test for lung maturity. Both came back as mature-the first L/S ratio being a 2.4 and the second L/S ratio being a 2.9. But the stand in doc wouldn't induce me because I there wasn't a PG factor present.
Finally, my doc got back into town on Wednesday, June 11th. He called me that day and told me that I would need to be at the hospital at 4:00 p.m. the next day for an induction. I couldn't believe it. I wasn't going to get my hopes up until I was in the hospital and all hooked up. Well, 4:00 p.m. came on the 12th, and when we arrived at the hospital, the nurses actually knew we were coming! I was awed, because I couldn't believe my two weeks of labor was about to be over.
The nurse who was taking care of me at the time was a complete wreck. She was really grumpy. She also managed to collapse my vein when she tried to stick an IV in. And she really dug around with the needle. That hurt badly. I don't usually cry when I get stuck with needles but I did that time. Finally she gave up and called in an IV team. They stuck one in my right hand, which stayed, thankfully.
Of course, Dr. Bohman was late getting there. He was supposed to be there around 4:30 p.m. but didn't arrive until 7:00 p.m. that night. He started the induction with cervadil because my cervix kept lengthening back out. So for two hours I laid in bed waiting for the cervadil to work. It worked immediately. Contractions started picking up in intensity almost the second it was placed. After two hours they let me get up and take a shower, because it wasn't likely that I would be up and around for too much longer. i also got to eat dinner. Bland, but at least it was food!
Over the course of the night, I kept contracting. Hunter kept moving, to the annoyance of the hospital nurses. I just had to keep laughing because he just didn't want to stay still long enough to keep his heartbeat monitored. I told the nurses they would be glad when my doc broke my water so he could put an internal monitor on Hunter.
At 7:00 a.m. the next morning, my doc came back in. He broke my water and got the internal monitor put on Hunter's head, much to the pleasure of the nurses. My water breaking was quite the disgusting feeling. Plus, I kept feeling the internal monitor cords brush up against my legs every time Hunter would roll around. It was a very weird feeling. As soon as my water broke, however, the contractions started hitting me harder and harder. Within about 10 minutes, I told my husband to screw the hypnobirthing-I wanted an epidural. He wanted me to wait, but I kept yelling at him until he got someone upstairs.
And God bless the anesthesiologists! While he placed the epidural, the nurse started IV fluids, antibiotics, and pitocin. And my vein collapsed in my hand. I wanted to cry. So while the drug doc was placing the epidural, another nurse stuck an IV in my left hand. The IV being placed hurt worse than the epidural. But soon the epidural took effect, and I was on cloud nine! I kept telling the drug doc, "You are THE MAN!" Which kept making him laugh. 10 minutes later, I was checked and dialated to 5 cm and 100% effaced! I couldn't believe it! I wasn't at 3 cm anymore! I could have hugged the resident doctor!
After about two hours, I started feeling contractions again and a different drug doc came in. They gave me more meds and I got comfy again. The nurse also had to lower the dose of pitocin because it was working too well. I was contracting every minute with like a 10 second break in between them and Hunter wasn't tolerating it well. His heartbeat kept dropping after contractions. When the resident doc came back in and checked me, I was at 7 cm! I was excited because I knew then that my labor was close to ending and soon.
About 2 hours later, I had to ask for more pain meds because I was about to die from the contractions. So I got more drugs and the nurse had to disconnect the pitocin because I was contracting far too well on my own. When Dr. Worley (the resident doc, who, by the way, sure was a happy doctor and she was very smiley ) came back in to check me, I was at 9 cm. By that time I was feeling Hunter's head push down with each contraction. Ten minutes later I was dialted to a ten. My doc walked in and supervised Dr. Worley delivering Hunter. And then the kitchen staff brought in food that my hubby and mom had ordered. If you ever want great incentive to push a baby out, have someone deliver food at the beginning of the pushing stage. It works wonders! After 6 contractions and 20 minutes of pushing, Hunter's head was out! He was born looking sideways and the Dr. Worley kept trying to pull Hunter out but his shoulders were stuck. So Dr. Bohman told her to stop pulling and turn Hunter a bit. Then he popped right out. They asked my dh if he wanted to cut the cord, but he just told the docs that they were more qualified to do that. They, of course, laughed. As soon as the cord was cut and they had him suctioned, boy did he scream! And what a beautiful sound it was, too! My doc had told me earlier that day that there was a 20% chance Hunter would have to go to the NICU because of lung maturity. The first thing the doc said when Hunter came out was "That guy is half grown already! And definitely NOT a girl!"
The nurse took Hunter over to the warming bed and checked his blood sugar and lungs and prounced him healthy, another fact that I couldn't believe! I was prepared for the possibility that Hunter would have to be in the NICU because I'm diabetic. So when I was told he was healthy and could go home with me, I couldn't help but cry! I was actually going to take my angel home with me! Woo-who!
After two days in the hospital, we got to go home. Breastfeeding started off as a 24 hour event, but we're down to eating every 3 hours for 30 minutes, thank goodness!
And you know, it's been just over a week since Hunter was born on Friday the 13th, weighing in at 7 lbs, 15.2 oz and 20 inches long. Ladies on up in their years like to tell me that when Hunter smiles, it's just gas. But I know better. I wonder what babies dream about that makes them smile so big and giggle in their sleep. But I do know that, even now, I wonder how people can't believe in God when they look at a newborn baby, smiling contently in their sleep.
I'm overjoyed to report that I am now the proud momma to a beautiful little boy. Kieren Alexandre was born Friday June 20 at 3:00am - thanks to all that were giving me labour vibes that evening... it worked!!
I'd been having contractions for about a day by Thurs evening, but they weren't very strong and weren't getting much closer together. They stopped for a little while in the afternoon altogether, so we called my doctor's office to ask if he thought we were in labour. He thought we were, but in the earliest stages and that we could continue the same for another day or two before any big changes happened.
After dinner we decided to go down to the hot tub in our building to see if it would relax me or speed things up at all. While in the hot tub, I found the contractions milder than before.. but suddenly we started noticing that they were much closer together. After 1/2 hour in the tub, they were coming regularly at 4 minutes apart. That's when we decided to go back upstairs and head to the hospital for a checkup. While upstairs changing, the contractions became MUCH stronger... I suddenly had to concentrate on breathing and couldn't talk through them, although they were spacing out slightly again (5-6 minutes). We left for the hospital at around 11pm and arrived just before midnight.
The hospital admitting procedure was a bit surreal. When we arrived, there was an assessment doctor and receptionist at l & d, none of whom looked up at us or said anything when we walked in. There was one person sitting in a waiting chair by himself (young man) who just continued to stare openly at me as I leaned over the desk and had 2 contractions before anyone said a word to us. (Weird!) Finally, the doctor came to ask me my history etc. and then the receptionist booked us in (about 20 minutes later). We were taken to an assessment room, and told that we'd be there for awhile as they were really busy that night.
The assessment doctor checked me and was surprised to find me at 5-6cm. Also, my water had already broken... I had no idea. It must have been in the hot tub for me not to have noticed it... which also accounts for why the contractions suddenly started coming so much faster too. Anyway... I was still doing well with the pain, but it was building fast... so I asked about getting an epidural. It was then that we heard the bad news... l & d was slammed and not only were there were no labour rooms available, but all 4 assessment rooms at triage were full ( I got the last one) and there were 3 people ahead of me waiting to get a labour room. I was stuck where I was on a cot, and would not be permitted an epidural until (if) I ever got a labour room. Then things kicked into high gear.
The next hour passed in a fog of pain. I had gas and 2 shots of Fentanol (sp?) both of which only last for seconds to minutes. I couldn't get out of bed at all, as I was hooked up to a fetal monitor (the fetal heartrate was decelerating on contractions when I arrived). I think that was the worst part of it... I couldn't move, get out of bed, or even change positions for my entire labour. I had to lay flat on my back with a wedge under my right hip. (NOT what I had expected about how my birth would go!) The other thing I would have wanted was a nurse or SOMEBODY in the room with us... they were so full that we were pretty much left to it - me, DH and my sister (none of us ever having been at a birth before). DH and my sister had to run out and tell the assessment doctor if something happened (like one time the fetal heart rate went up to 200). That made it MUCH scarier for me... not knowing if what was happening was okay, or even where I was most of the time in terms of progress.
I was checked again just before 2am and found to be at 8-9 cm (they were all shocked at how fast I was progressing for a first baby). Still no rooms to be had. At that point they were calling a delivery team to one of the other assessment rooms.... I relegated myself to delivering in triage. DH begged the assessment doctor to find somewhere to put us for the delivery... he really didn't want me to have to deliver on a cot that was too short for me, with no stirrups or anything to help me. They finally found a room just after I started having the urge to push.
When we got to our room, my OB and 2 other staff were waiting for us. I was really happy to see my doc... a familiar and friendly face at last!! There were times in my prenatal care that I didn't think he was all that caring... but he was WONDERFUL in the delivery room. I started pushing at 2:40 am. My sister asked the resident how long it would take from there, and he said about 2 hours for a first baby. I didn't think I'd make it. My doctor was very concerned about the fetal heartrate, which continued to go down at every contraction. It went down to 60 a couple of times, so he called for a vacuum pump. When I heard that, I think I REALLY got my act together - as I didn't want to experience an episiotomy and vaccuum delivery with no pain meds. I leaned into my pushing with everything I had, and he was born at 3:00 am (cord wrapped around neck - the cause of the decelerations). But he came out crying, so I was able to have him on my belly right away and we waited to cut the cord for a couple of minutes.
As I'm sure you all know (or are about to know in a few days!!)... words cannot convey an experience like having your first baby placed on your belly after pushing him into the world. Despite the fact that I had little control or choices in my labour and delivery, I look on it as a beautiful and empowering experience. Not just for the prize at the end, but the process itself. I never knew my body was as strong or resilient as it is… and I value the difficulty of it in a way because it makes the rewards a little sweeter (if that’s even possible!) J
Now, 5 days later, I’m falling more and more in love with my son. It’s true that mothers can’t be impartial… he’s the most intelligent, charming, gorgeous and sweet baby I’ve ever seen! I’m not getting much sleep, and breastfeeding isn’t the easiest thing in the world, but none of that matters when I look into the face of my little pumpkin.
I’ve completely enjoyed taking this journey with all of you… sharing our experiences, ideas and expertise. Thanks to everyone for all your support and kindness over the past nine months. I wish you all love and happiness with your new little bundles!!
(I've posted pictures on another thread if anyone wants to see...)
My Birth Story!
I had my 40-week appointment with my midwife. I arrived at the hospital and after waiting an hour after my appointment was originally scheduled I was taken back to a room where I was asked to strip down. My midwife came in and checked Cassidy’s heart rate and preformed a vaginal exam on me. She found that I had dilated to 3 cm, 50% and the baby still wasn’t engaged. She went ahead and striped my membranes and told me that if anything were going to happen it would most likely happen within 24 hours. She also told me to use “natural” forms of inductions like nipple stimulation, sex and walking in order to get things going.
We got home around 2:00 pm and partook in some of the recommended extracurricular activities, which got things going full force. After walking around the neighborhood for about an hour my contractions were coming at about 2 min. apart and didn’t show any signs of stopping. At around 11:00 (after fighting with the idea for hours because I didn’t want to be sent home and told it was a figment of my imagination) we decided to head to the hospital. While on our way to the hospital my contractions became very irregular and I thought about having DH turn back around but decided to go ahead and “just see”. We made it to L&D and were taken to a room where I was immediately checked and was told that there was NO change, my cervix was posterior, my contractions were irregular and I was NOT in labor. There wasn’t going to be a baby that night!
We headed home and I complained about being told that I wasn’t in labor because I was having irregular contractions even though I knew that I was (the same thing happened with Keelin). We laid down and tried to get some sleep. I was plagued with contractions the rest of the night and was up in the bathroom every 15-30 minutes until 7:00am.
At 7:00 I decided that I wasn’t going to get any sleep so I would just go ahead and take a HOT shower and try to relieve some of the pressure in my back. After I showered I promptly returned back to bed and laid on my side until that became uncomfortable. Keelin woke up I made her breakfast. After breakfast I started a movie for her and started a contentious cycle of HOT baths, side laying, bathroom visits, laying on heating pads, crawling around on all fours, etc…
At 11:00 am I called DH at work and asked him to come home for lunch. I told him that I was having severe back labor and needed someone to rub my back and give me counter pressure. At this point I had lost complete control of my bladder, I couldn’t eat or drink, and I was crying through contractions. We started to time my contractions which were still irregular they ranged anywhere from 7-3 minutes apart. After toughing it out for 3 hours I decided to call L&D once I couldn’t walk or stand through my contractions. I told the lady that my contractions were irregular and they had sent me home the night before for the very same reason. She told me to come in and get checked because she thought the baby would be here very soon.
We made it to the hospital and DH ran into the hospital to get a wheel chair since I could barely move to stand up. The guy at the front desk told DH that he didn’t have a wheel chair and he wasn’t going to help DH find one either. He told DH that since my contractions were irregular and up to 7 min. apart I needed to suck it up and walk in because that was what they would make me do in L&D.
DH said fine he'd just drive around to the ER (which is around the back of the hospital on a hill on the 2nd floor which is the same floor as L&D). He runs in and 2 orderlies follow him outside to the truck with a wheel chair they helped me into the chair and took me straight to L&D with DH and Keelin following close behind.
I made it to L&D (3:37) and they automatically checked my Cervix. I was in the middle of saying, “It’s probably nothing because I was here last night and I was still posterior and at 3” when the nurse interrupted me and told me, “Not Anymore!” I was already at 7 CM and 90% effaced. They had me sign a few papers, hooked me up to a drip (since I was so dehydrated) and then to the external fetal monitors and then checked my cervix again since I was still having irregular contractions. In a matter of 10 min. I had dilated 1 cm (now at and was completely effaced. They ran and got the midwife who was with another patient who was close to 6 cm and moving slow. The midwife came in broke my water and 2 minutes later I was fully dilated and pushing.
Cassidy came down my birth canal posterior and her little nose got hooked on my pelvic bone and caused her to have an unstable heart beat. After lots of pushing, an oxygen mask and hard work on behalf of the midwife we were able to get her to do a 180 (this took the longest) and it was smooth sailing and QUICK from there (my contractions finally became regular and Cassidy's heart beat became stable). Cassidy and I made it through a pretty hard UNMEDICATED delivery with only a smashed nose (no tears, stitches, etc..) She came less then an hour after arriving at the hospital (4:32pm). Her ASPGAR scores were 8 and 9, she weighed a healthy 8lbs 7oz, and had a head full of black hair.
Keelin sat in a chair next to my head and played and talked to me between contractions. She did so well and she adjusted nicely to the arrival of Cassidy. The only problem we had was that she wanted to hold Cassidy first and had a fit when the nurses handed her to me.
I wasn’t allowed to stay in the room for my recovery because they needed the birthing room so I was promptly (20 minutes after birth) asked to walk to the restroom and then I was wheeled to my room. We had a problem controlling the bleeding for the first hour or so which resulted in them keeping me hooked up to an IV for about 12 hours to help control the bleeding. After that my bleeding slowed down to an almost non-existent flow (THANK GOD!!) and I was released Sunday morning.
~Mommy to 3 Beautiful Ladies~
Jordan Elora’s Birth Story
I had been having “minor” contractions all weekend, convinced I was going to go into labor at any minute, and that I’d have a June baby. Alas, that didn’t happen. I woke up around 2 am on July 1 with contractions. At first I thought I was dreaming, but since they kept happening, I soon realized that they were real. I began to time the duration from start to peak (30 seconds) and the time from start to start (6 minutes). After almost an hour, I couldn’t lie in bed anymore. I came downstairs, had a snack, and chatted with a friend on the computer. I called the hospital at 3, and the labor nurse told me to drink a ton of water, sit with my feet up, and give it an hour. She said that if things progressed at that point to call my midwife. At 3:55, I went to wake Rich up to let him know that contractions were 3 minutes apart, but only lasting 30 seconds. I called my midwife, Margie, apologized for waking her up, and let her know what was going on. She asked if I wanted to labor at home, and I told her that I was worried that I’d all of a sudden be ready to push and wouldn’t be at the hospital. So, she told me to go right in.
I was ready to go! Rich, on the other hand, wasn’t. He had to send some work related emails, letting his office know he wouldn’t be there. Then he had to eat and get dressed. We didn’t get to the hospital until 5! (Margie told me later she was grateful for the extra 90 minutes of sleep). I was checked by a labor nurse, who told me “You’re about 2 cm”. It must have been the look on my face, because then she said, “well, 3 maybe 4 cm”. I had been 2cm the previous Friday, so it wasn’t what I wanted to hear! She hooked me up to the monitor to see how Jordan was doing. Jordan wasn’t moving enough, so I had to drink some apple juice. Finally, she started to move around, and I was allowed to get up and walk. Margie arrived at around 6, and I was about 5-6 cm at that point. She encouraged me to keep walking. I had to stop every 15 minutes for my labor nurse, Julie, to check Jordan’s heart rate.
Margie was really awesome! She encouraged me to have the labor I wanted to have, to be in control of decisions that were made. She was really funny though, she told me I had to have Jordan before 10:30 or after 2:30 because she needed to assist a c-section. I told her I really planned on having this baby before 10:30!
At about 8:30, I decided I wanted to labor some in the tub, since my water hadn’t broken yet. My contractions slowed a little bit when I first got in, but it sure felt relaxing. Soon I got too hot to stay in the tub, and we started walking again. At 9, Margie checked me and I was 6 cm. She told me that I could be laboring like this all day, and offered to break my water. Knowing that the contractions would get harder when my water was broken, but wanting to speed things up, I consented. And it wasn’t bad at all! I had thought it would hurt, but it didn’t. We walked around some more, and the contractions got closer together and stronger. I laid down around 10 to be monitored, and just didn’t want to get up from there. I spent some time on my side, but it seemed to make the pain worse. At 10:30, I was still only at 8 cm, but felt a lot of pressure down below. I wanted to push, but knew it was too early, and it was a lot of work to breathe through those contractions. At 11, I knew it was time to push. In fact, I think I yelled something to the effect that I HAD to push. Margie was called from the ER, and appeared soon after. Julie brought the mirror over, but I couldn’t see anything. What I remember most from the pushing was the screaming that went with it. It felt so good to scream with each push! I didn’t have an episiotomy, so the pushing hurt a lot more as her head appeared. I only had to push for 15 minutes, which was such a relief. Once her head was out, I couldn’t wait to get the rest of her body out, and finally meet her!!! A couple of pushes later, and she was out! I did ask to make sure that she was a girl, and indeed, she was. Jordan Elora arrived at 11:16 am on July 1, 2003. She weighed 8 lbs 2 oz and was 21 inches long. She had a head full of brown hair, and blue-gray eyes. I got to hold her immediately, before she was even cleaned off, and it just felt so good to have her on my chest!!!!! Her apgars were 8 & 9. Margie made me a couple cranberry spritzers, which really hit the spot! Once Jordan was cleaned and measured, I got to nurse her for an hour, and she nursed like a champ!
Gwen, Mommy to Andrew, Jordan, Natalie & Jack
My blog - all things family, photography and crafty
I really should have gotton this posted sooner but oh well here it is now.
On the morning of June 22 I started castor oil like my midwife instucted me to. That stuff is NASTY. I went about my day trying to stay busy and not think about going into labor. We went to my BIL house for dinner and had a great time. About 9:15pm I noticed contractions starting so told Josh that we better get home and put the girls to bed. By the time we got home contractions were about 3 min apart and 30-45 sec long. At 12:00am I called my midwives told them what was going on and they made their way over to our house. When they got settled in they checked me and I was 60% efaced but not opened at all. My cervix was still posterior. I was so bummed. They had me get into the tub. I labored in the tub until 3:30am when I told them to please check me again at this point I was almost 100% efaced but still not dialated. My cervix was still not in the right posistion. SO Patti (my midwife) played with my cervix and got it in the right posistion. They told me to rest in bed with Josh and try to get some sleep. Well an hour later at 4:30 I told them they better check me again because I was feeling kind of pushy. This time I was 5 cm dialated and 100 % efaced with a Huge bag of bulgding waters. My midwife told me about a pint of fluid was buldging with each contraction. I really felt like I wanted to push but the pressure was so great with each contraction because of the amount of water that I could barely get a grip during contractions. At 5:10 I decided I wanted them to break my water so at 5:15 they broke my water (boy ws there a lot of water!!!) and as soon as they did I started pushing and could not stop Sarah Caitlyn was born at 5:16 with one big push. She wieghed 9lbs 4 oz and was 21 3/4 in long. It still amazes me this is my 3rd birth and each time it has been so diferent and still so incredible.
Sarah is now 2 weeks and 4 days old at her two week check she was already at 10lbs 2 oz and had grown almost 2 inches. I'm already asking myself where did the time go!
Victoria Elise 3/28/99
Emilie Alysabeth 10/08/00
Sarah Caitlyn 6/23/03
I am going to post mine Mish hope you don't mind. I can't sleep so I thought I would.
wel after badgering my dr he finally agreed to induce me 2 days after my due date. Friday I went to work and some friends walked me downtown to a restaurant that we swear induces labor since the last person we forced to walk there went into labor that day. We walked back uptown and I felt great. Everyone said I bet you have that baby with the new moon and all. I said "see you all Monday" and went home for the weekend. I went to bed around 10:00 and around around 3:00 Ryan wandered in out room and got in bed with us. I could not sleep and tried to put him back in his room,but he wanted to stay with us. I am laying there mentally ticking off the million things I have to do that weekend like clean the house do some laundry pack Ryan's bag when I feel a trickle and I am like "oh no" that had not happened before so I get up run to the bathroom and go and I think well I just had to use the bathroom, but there was this little voice in the back of my head going you are in labor. When I wiped I noticed blood and then a trickle down my leg. I yelled for dh and when he asked what he could do I said " run and get the dr.s phone number". I call and they say come to the ER and they will get you to L&D. So and hour later after some creative packing for Ryan we are off. We drop off Ry at his grandparents and we arrive at the hospital. I am admitted and hooked up and then the fun begins I am now gushing water which I keep calling "Yucky" my to my dh's dismay he thinks I am weird for not saying gross. I am now having contractions and I ask Matt if we can go home now...he tells me no so I squeeze his hand until he tells me it hurts I tell him to damn bad. I get my epi which was given to me by a hottie of a dr. this was the worst part since I have some sort of curvature of the spine and he kept missing which sents jolts of pain down my leg. I get my epi and Matt is allowed back in the room and I feel great!!!! My Mom calls I tell her to hurry it up and get home (they were 4 hours away on vacation) and the nurse checks me I am at 10!!!! I start to push and 10 minutes later Natalie Paige came into the world screaming!!!!! and beautiful. They laid her on my chest I thought who does she look like??? It was very easy and a great experience.
Natalie Paige 6/14/03
I finally thought I would post my story, now that I have the chance. I think I can get through it without out crying since it has been 5 weeks.
Well, Monday, June 9, I went in for my ob visit. I had been 2cm for a couple of weeks already. The doc said at this visit that I was almost three and 80% so she asked me if I wanted to be induced since I was so miserable. Of course I said yes. So we decided to go in on Wednesday the 11th. Yippie!!! The next day I spent all day cleaning up the house and getting things ready for the big day. We had to take my 5 year old to her grandma's that day also. so it was about 10pm and I decided to take a shower the night before since we had to be at the hospital at 6am. While I was taking a shower, I thought I peed myself, which wasn't unusual. After the shower, the fluid didn't stop coming out but I still thought it was pee so I just put on a pad and left it at that. I told hubby and he told the kids. Anthony, our 13 year old, said "do you want me to open the door so you guys can go??". now i am still sitting on the toilet, half naked. i will never forget that. I decided to call my doc. she said that it saounds like my water broke. i have never had my water break naturally before so i didn't know what it was like. hubby took a shower and grabbed something to eat and we were off to the hospital at about midnight.
at the hospital everything was calm. they hooked me up to the monitors and iv's. no contractions though. the doc said to wait to see if i start laboring myself through the night and if not she will induce in the morning. the hospital had no bed for hubby to seelp on so he had to sleep with his upper body in one chair and his lower body in another chair. he was so uncomfortable. poor him. no contractions though through the whole night. my doc decided to give me pitocin at about 7am. the contractions came slowly and irregular so they kept upping the dose. i was making no progress, not dilating at all. so they kept upping the dose. at about 1030 the doc came in and sid that i should get an epidural. i really wasn't in any pain yet and i told her that i wanted to wait a bit. she said that that would relax me and it would help me to dilate and contract more. the anesthesiologist was so cool. he was commenting on how cool he thought hubby was and how cool my tattoos were. the epidural was the best thing ever. this was my third pregnancy and first epidural. it was the best thing ever. the nurses or doctor didn't check my cervix at all over the next few hours. i had the epi man come back and give me more meds cuz i started feeling pain on the right side. after that hubby and i fell asleep for an hour or so. i woke up feeling pressure down there and i knew that it was time. hubby was soo excited and scared too. the nurses cam to check my cervix and said that i was at 9 and during a contraction i would go to 10. it was about 3pm and the nurses had to call the doc. it took her 10-15 minutes to get here and ready to deliver. finally she said when you feel the pressure push. so i pushed a grand total of three times and her head was out. during each push, though, i couldn't stop crying because i was soo happy, realizing what was going on. i pushed one more time and she was out! hubby cut the cord andshe layed leilah on my belly. we couldn't stop crying. she was beautiful. leilah destini was born at 3:28 pm on 6-11-03 and was 6lbs 11oz and 20 1/2 in.
it was the easiest labor ever. i pushed a total of 8 minutes. i surprised mysself. dh went immediately to her and started snapping pictures when they were bathing and weighing her. he was so cute with her. all of the discomfort and misery is all worth it in the end. look at what you get!! a beautiful little baby.
[b]Abigail Margaret Michelle's Birth Story~June/27th/03~
On June/25th I had my 40 week ob appt...my edd was June 28th...my ob checked to see if I was dilating and I was 2cms...she said that my body was ripe for delivery and could by the weekend! I laughed thinking I would be induced the next week...joke was on me.
All day Thursday I didn't feel "right" just sluggish and not totally right in the head...early placenta brain. At 1:00pm I sat down at the table to eat lunch when I leaked a lil' bit of fluid out...it was just a lil' trickle, not a gush. I went to the bathroom and sorry if this is TMI but my book said if it smelled salty then the waters are breaking, and if it smelled like urine..that is likely what it was...it smelled like pee to me since I had had problems with that my entire pg!!! I put a mini-pad on and went about my day, had a shower later on and my mom came to take us to do my errands...I got in the car when it happened again!!! The time was approximately 3:45pm...I repeated the above procedure and decided I was peeing, again.
Hunter and I returned home and I put him down for a late nap and dh called to say he would be late....I told him to not be too long as I thought something wasn't right...but then I shrugged it off.
I decided to rethread the infant car seat that night around 9:30..I sat with dh on the bed and I was doing it when I suddenly had a pretty strong contraction...dh knew that was it...I denied it thinking it was braxton-hicks. Whatever.
At 9:50 I had a show so I knew things were happening...my contractions were about 9 minutes apart or less(can't remember now) I called my mom to tell her and said I would call her closer to the time we would be leaving for the hospital...I didn't think I would be until morning! HA! I had a shower with Hunter, read him his stories, did a load of laundry, all through some pretty hefty contractions..dh called the hospital and said we were on our way...Hunter was having a crying fit and so was I...he knew I was in pain and didn't want me to leave. Dh was actually yelling from the side door for me to move my butt!!! It was 11:40, we picked up my sil Kelly was my other support person and we arrived at 12:10...I was taken up to maternity in a wheel chair.
I changed my clothes...while leaning on the bathroom door for support through a contraction...I was still in denial thinking my baby wouldn't come for hours. My labour nurse was awesome, her name was Liz. She checked me and I was 5cms...and a few minutes later, maybe 20 minutes I was already 8cms!!!
They do not have epis at the hospital I delivered at as there is not enough births per year...I turned down the gas for pain relief as it made me puke with Hunter...I didn't want that again. My sil was helping me breathe and I was holding on to dh..but the pain wasn't that bad to be honest.
They called the doctor but all of a sudden I felt like I had to poop...so much pressure and I said, "I have to push now." I just started to push...my nurse had to tell me to wait while she flagged down a nurse to help her!!! I started to push and about 8 minutes later I had my girl!!! I didn't look in the mirror as I didn't with Hunter but I did look up and all I saw was dark hair and the cord! They didn't let dh cut the cord which is odd to me now that I think about it...oh well.
The on call ob came as my ob signed out at midnight...and he delivered the placenta. Abby was born at 1:24...no tears, no episiotimy, no skid marks! I felt really great!
Abby took to bf right away and nursed for 20 minutes! Our first concern was jaundice and we were pleased she was pink but the jaundice waited 48 hours before it appeared this time...my ds had it 8 hours after birth. She looked like me, right from the start! I called my mom and she knew I had a girl! She said I carried Abby the way she carried my sister and I.
I had a shower and then we went down to the maternity floor and watched her have her first bath....she was brought to my room when her temp came up....and I just stared at her for hours as I could not sleep a wink...we came home the same day...Friday afternoon!!! I want to do it again!!!
Abby is a wonderful, lil' baby and we love her soooo much!