Ian Wayne (charlenedokter)
My water broke at home, int he bathroom at ten after ten in the morning. I heard two large popping sounds and a gush of water and blood. I called Tony and work and he came right home. While he drove home, I gathered up the last of the things for my hospital bag, called my Mom and brushed my hair and got dressed. We went to the Royal Alexandra Hospital Lois Hole Labor and Delivery Pavilion to be accessed. It was confirmed that my water had broken. At my previous 36 and 37 week appointments with Dr. Hoskins, I was told I was already dialed to at 2. In assessment, I was checked again and was at a 4 but not experiencing any really strong contractions. I had been having contractions for days, but not regular. I was admitted into a delivery room.
My first nurse set up an IV and then there was a shift change. My second nurse monitored my IV and gave me oxytocin to bring up the intensity of my contractions. I labored on the birth ball and in the shower. I tried nitrous oxide gas during a stronger contraction but found the loopy feeling too annoying so stopped using it. At around 5 I started feeling the urge to push a little so my nurse checked me. I was at an 8 and decided to lay on my side in the bed since the contractions were too strong for me to bear my weight on the ball or stay sitting in the shower. My nurse went on break and two other nurses came to take over. They coached me through until I was at a 10 and then my nurse came back but was happy to let everyone stay. They called in the Doctor to deliver. I was having a hard time getting a good rhythm with my final pushes. I was laboring on my right side at this point and holding my leg up to push. Tony was at the head of the bed sitting on a chair to be eye level with me. He gave me cold washcloths between pushes and held my puke bucket during pushing. I didn’t feel sick, but did throw up a few times. I yelled with the final few pushes. I pushed for about 45 minutes. I did not take an epidural or any serious pain meds. Ian Wayne Dokter was born at 6:18pm. Tony got to announce the gender and cut the cord. He was put on my tummy right away and cried almost as soon as he was out. He scored 9 our of 9 on his Apgar and was able to stay with me while I was sticked up (second degree tears) and delivered the placenta (which I didn’t bother to look at but was surprised how much it hurt to do). Ian was then taken to be warmed and weighed. Tony told me from the other side of the room all the details. He was brought back to me right away and stayed with me until I was settled into a post partum room. By then, there were no private rooms left (there were at least six other women who had babies around the time I did). I got stuck with the Trailer Park Family and was very happy to be discharged less then 24 hours later. Ian continued to rock every check up. I was also told I was healing well. I am on regular doses of normal Tylenol as long as I need it. Ian was a little jaundiced, but not enough to be kept. Breast feeding was touch and go at the hospital. Ian had a great sucking reflex but was not very hungry. He got a bit better at home. He doesn’t like being put down and at the moment, is being passed between Mom and Dad for cuddle time.
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Kinsley Nicole (Stacey26)
Well actually she got here on May 3 at 2:46 pm, exactly 39 weeks. She weighed 7lbs and 7 oz and was 19 1/4 inches long. I started having contractions at 2:55 in the morning and kept track of them and they were about 1 to 4 min apart and lasted about 20 to 30 seconds. I didnt wake DH up until 4ish and layed in bed until about 7 and then we finally got up and got the bags packed and went to the hospital. The contractions weren't too bad, I mean they hurt but not too bad. When we got into the hospital I was 90% effaced and about a 3. They got me all ready and sent me up to my l&d room. They broke my water at about 12 and I pushed through 6 contractions and she was here! I had an epi and didn't feel a thing. I barely tore, he said it was 1st degree tear. I don't even hurt do there. It was so easy, not sure how I got so lucky!! She was jaundice because my milk hadnt come in but she is good now. She has her days and nights mixed up...not fun!! But we are enjoying her so much!!!
Sean Isaac (Rollergirly2)
Sean was born on May 5, 2011 at 1:41 pm. He weighed 7 lbs. 11 oz. (a whole pound bigger than his older brothers) and was 19.5 inches long. I went in for my Cervadil at 10pm on Wed. night, which was sort of painful and I didn't get too much sleep, but I woke up excited at 5am on Thurs. because I knew it was baby day! They started Piotcin around 8:30am. When the Dr. came to check me at 9:30 I was barely dialated and 40% effaced. She wanted to break my water, but I was so tense that she recommended getting the epidural and she would come back in an hour. I got the epidural and much needed pain relief and she broke my water around 10:45. My mom arrived around 12:45pm and the dr. checked me around then and said I was 4cm. Then around 1:15 pm I was suddenly in a lot of pain. DH went to find a nurse. The woman next door was having a little trouble and it was about 10 mins. before she came in. She looked at my contractions and called the dr. and things moved very quickly. She looked and could see the baby's head (hence the pain!) and their was a flurry of activity in the room. I pushed through the first contraction and then the second and there was Sean! He came out screaming and perfect. After 24 hrs. we were allowed to go home! His big brother love him to pieces and I have been spoiling him rotten (lots of naps on my chest :smile:
Marielle Michelle (buckeyebaby)
Well, after not sleeping a wink on Thursday night, I showed up at the hospital on Friday morning at 5:30am for registration. I was checked in and had yet more labs drawn due to my BP being elevated yet once again, but then we headed to the OR. I was prepped and surgery began. Marielle Michelle was born at 8:03am weighing 6 lb, 11 oz (our biggest baby ever), and she is 19 1/4 inches long! She latched on right away and nursed for over 20 minutes in recovery, and then she was taken to the nursery to have all of her clean up/work up done. Because my legs were like cement blocks, and I couldn't move, I had to sit in recovery until after 12:30pm...talk about being antsy and anxious...I just wanted to see my little girl again! Finally made it to my room, and they brought our sweet baby girl to us...she is the absolute BEST baby ever! She nurses like a champ, and she let me get 5 hours of sleep on her first night. She's is averaging eating about every 4-5 hours, so I can handle that! I am still VERY sore, and I have a LOT of swelling from all of the fluid they pushed through me (due to the fact that I was SO sick from the spinal with my middle DD). But, it's all worth it! Marielle is such a snuggler, and she is such a mommy girl already! I sent her to the nursery for a couple of hours so I could try to rest (I had some serious pain meds on board), and they ended up bringing her to me saying she was crying and wanted to eat...nope, as soon as she hit my arms, the crying stopped! We tried to nurse, but she wasn't hungry at all...she just wanted to be in mommy's arms! Such an incredible blessing!!!
Our family in the hospital: Can you see the excitement on Marleigh's and Maurina's faces? They absolutely LOVE their new sister, Marielle! :smile:
Marielle had her hospital pics taken today, and this is what she wore for them! :smile:
Sophia Elizabeth (JennsDessertCrew)
Sophia Elizabeth "Sophie"
April 22nd at 10:21pm
I had an FFN test done at 31 weeks and it came back positive. From 32 weeks on I was dilated to 3. Thursday the 21st I cleaned the house like a mad woman. Squatting while scrubbing toilets hoping to get my contractions going. Though I constantly had them they were only strong here and there. DTD that night. The next morning I had an appointment at 9:30. Baby did great on her NST and like always lots of contractions. I requested my dr to check me. While waiting in the room I felt the contractions getting a lot stronger. He checked me and said I was about 4 1/2. I told him how the contractions were pretty noticeable. He told me he was going out of town that evening until Monday. I then begged for him to break my water, knowing I wouldn't make it through the weekend. I really wanted him to deliver. By this time it was 11am. He agreed but said I needed to go straight to the hospital. I said no problem and drove myself! Checked myself in then called Brian. I was just so darn excited I wasn't thinking. My Dr came over at 12 checked me and said I was 4.5-5cm and he couldn't break my water because there was no bag to break. He said either my water broke or baby was just too far down. I was contracting every 3-4 minutes and they were getting stronger. I agreed to start pitocin. My last delivery was an hour and a half with it. So we expected the same with it. My doctor was leaving at 5pm. I assured him I was going to have this baby before then. Before they could start the pitocin I felt a gush. After that pretty much every contraction I had I felt a gush!
Brian got there about 1. The girls were going to their Dad's for the weekend and I had everything planned. I was also going to have this baby at 3pm I decided! 3 came and went. I didn't feel any different and refused to be checked. I drank a lot and went to the bathroom constantly. I was starving and convinced Brian to get me a granola bar from a vending machine. I can't believe I forgot to pack snacks! At 5 pm my dr came in to check me and I knew I hadn't progressed, the contractions were stronger but I didn't have increased pressure. He said he was going to run into town and to let the nurse know if I felt any difference and he would be back. Brian and I tried to talk about names and he finally said "I don't like Lacey" so now I was back to square one. We decided we would just wait until she was born.Nothing exciting. Contractions hurt but I knew nothing too exciting was happening. I was also starving! So I begged, pleated and cried for Brian to go and get me a Subway sandwich. He also admitted to leaving the dog outside, expecting me to already have a baby by now. So off I sent him home and to Subway. I spent a lot of time on the rocking chair since I was on continuous monitoring. I couldn't go far but I felt like baby was posterior and wanted to be upright as much as possible. My new nurse was a little shocked Brian left. I explained I told him to go, all about the dog you know! She said I was her only patient so she sat with me and we chatted. She had 4 babies all naturally and we talked about her 2 year old Grandson. She looked a bit concerned asking if I even felt the contractions. I said yes but not enough pressure yet. My doctor came back at 9pm and said he really had to go and how sorry he was. I was a bit more uncomfortable and just didn't care. We wished each other well and the other Dr came in and had a seat. My sandwich was now here and all I wanted to do was eat it. So I tried to keep the convo short and sweet to get him out. He was a nice Dr who I had met a few other times. He was actually a Naval Dr from the base. He said I was his only patient and to let the nurse know when I felt anything and he would just be outside. I wasn't too chatty at this point. I inhaled my 6" turkey & avocado sandwich as quick as possible. Brushing all the crumbs off so I couldn't be "caught"! I was a bit more irritable. My oldest kept texting me. Her last text at 9:30 said "we all like Sophie or Macey the best" I replied "Goodnight, it's going to be awhile. I love you". I then started with the tears. My youngest wasn't going to be my youngest anymore, 5 kids, just a hormonal mess. My nurse was in the room and joked about me still being able to text away on my phone. 9:40 I decided I was done. Wanted drugs, needed drugs. Just the "happy" ones I said to get me over this hump I said. The nurse was so calm and S-L-O-W about discussing IV medications. She said she was pretty sure I was past 8 cm and it was too late for them. I was shaking like a mad woman uncontrollably denying I was in transition. She checked me and I was 8 then instantly "no your a 9 I just felt the cervix snap over baby's head". Again I asked if baby was posterior and she said she didn't think so. I said I would wait for an epidural but she said I wouldn't be able to sit still. All with a calm smile on her face. Next thing I knew my room was full of nurses, the Dr, a respiratory therapist, and some techs. It's a very small hospital and I swear half the staff was in there! Luckily I knew all the nurses from my preterm stay. 2 even admitted they just wanted to come see her. Brian says "So what about Sophie", seriously now is not the time to talk names. Now everyone in the room is talking about names. My response "Whatever"! The spot lights were turned on and my irritability went through the roof. Off went the lights. I refused to put my feet in stirrups the Dr said ok and went to put them down then I yelled I wanted them. I didn't feel the urge to push, I was shaking but didn't feel that pressure. I asked to labor down. He said I could but baby was right there. I was also told baby was bald which kind of depressed me. I pushed, whined, complained and said I couldn't do it for almost a half hour. Then I heard something "presentation". All I could think about was a vacuum being used like my first delivery. I admitted to myself at this point I was terrified for some reason and needed to snap out of it. The Dr told me not to push. I gripped onto Brian and it felt like forever I stared into his eyes waiting for the go ahead. Dr pushed baby back a bit and rotated her. I pushed when he said to. Oh look we have hair I heard! 2 pushes later Sophia Elizabeth was out and screaming. We had immediate skin to skin for more than an hour. A quick clean up and she was again back to me. I had some issues getting the placenta out. With previous hemorrhages I felt my anxiety really getting to me and begged for some pain relief. At that point after baby I got my IV drugs. Some internal tears but nothing that needed stitches. I had to have a dose of pitocin and methergine but I expected it. It ended up that Sohie was a "facial presentation" her mouth and nose were coming out first. She was literally sticking her tongue out! The doctor said though he's seen some facial presentations never has he seen a tongue coming out of a well you know! The nurses said that doctor is awesome with rotations and if it was my doctor I would have had a crash c-section. So I'm thankful things turned out the way they did. She ended up having to transfer to another hospital due to her being coombs positive with a bili of 18 at 36 hours old. With a c-section I wouldn't have been able to go with her so quickly.
All in all I'm happy with my experience. The hospital Dr's and nurses were wonderful to me and her. I was hesitant about it being such a small hospital but I definitely got one on one care and my wishes were respected. At the bigger hospital she was transferred to I felt like we were more like a number. I'm very glad I didn't deliver there.
Off to Desert Regional
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Alexa and Mikayla (KittenChops)
So the birth story starts on April 22nd in the evening. I had already been dilated to 3cm for several days and having bouts of contractions for a few weeks. I was due to be admitted to the hospital on the 23rd to have my water broken. But, I started having regular contractions that night that were increasing in intensity, so I called my doc and went in the night before. When I got to the hospital, I was dilated to 4cm, I think about 80% effaced and having regular contractions. My doc said I could labor on my own through the night and he would be there in the morning to break my water.
Well, just like every other time, my contractions petered out after a few hours and had pretty much stopped by the time morning came. My doc came in around 8am and broke my water. We were hoping that this would kickstart active labor for me, but it didn't and after a few hours, my doc ordered some pitocin for me. Well, that got things going, lol!!! I labored for a few hours and once I was about 7cm, I requested an epidural. That was nice because I was able to relax a bit and rest before pushing. After a couple hours, I was ready to go so they wheeled me into the OR for my delivery.
Alexa came out feet first in about two pushes. Her head came out easily, she was born 4/23 @ 3:40pm. She was 5lb 8oz and 16in long. Mikayla then flipped in my uterus to a head down position, so she was born normally and not breech. She was born @ 3:47pm in 3-4 big pushes, weighed 6lb 1oz and was 17.5in long. I was so very happy because my doc didn't cut me this time (he had cut me in my first delivery, and then again with Tira and Chase). I tore a little, I think he said it was a second degree tear, not bad at all.
Then things got a bit scary, I guess I was bleeding pretty badly. I started seeing stars, and I told my doc about it. He said I was losing a lot of blood and they needed to get the bleeding stopped asap, so they gave me some kind of shot, and he reached into my uterus with one had and was massaging my uterus from the inside and the outside. That felt pretty weird. After several mins, I guess they got the bleeding controlled enough to get me stitched up. Then they gave me an anal suppository of Cytotec or something like that to continue to control the bleeding.
The first night was very hard. I was in a lot of pain, but the girls were good and were nursing like champs. After those first few days, the pain got a lot better. This was by far my easiest labor and delivery, and I'm so very glad that we decided to do the breech delivery instead of a c section. I wish more docs would be open to doing breech deliveries.