fawn you're certainly welcome to use any part of my birth plan
I also added to it that I would prefer no AROM unless I give my consent. This includes for any inductions that may be required.
I'm not on much, I'm not posting much. I feel slightly crazy right now, since my post on saturday or whenever, I've had regular contracting. It's not always 3 minutes apart, sometimes it's more like 10, which is more likely during the day. At night they're more intense, and frequent. If I turn off my mental lightswitch and allow myself to feel everything more fully, I do notice that there is discomfort involved too. My hypnosis has kept me blissfully unaware for this whole time, unless I allow myself to feel everything. That doesn't mean that I'm sleeping, however. I chastise myself when I start to complain, I'm not even 37 weeks yet. I have a great role model who carried past 37 weeks with almost no complaint and yet I whine about my discomfort as if I'm being murdered. This isn't hell, in any form. I'm just sleep deprived and sore and uncomfortable. When I get out of bed at night my back is locked in whatever position I slept in, and my hips hurt when I walk, so I wind up walking slowly, crouched over and holding whatever I can get my hands on to go to the bathroom. This is repeated about every hour. People suggest I stop drinking so much fluids, but I'm not drinking too much, I'm drinking as much as my body is asking me for and I don't want to deprive it because I'm getting up to pee too much.
I don't want to be a whiner, gosh I've loved and still love being pregnant so much. I will miss it when they're out. I'm just so uncomfortable. I get frustrated with myself for complaining. I hate complaining. Maybe when we get moved and get into a good bed I will sleep better. The bed I'm currently sleeping on is kind of crap.
Ok enough of that.
We're not moved in yet, but we are moving things in. We took a load yesterday and today we're doing a good bulk load of things. Mostly it will be beds and things like that. I can't wait to set up my bathroom! I have a duck themed bathroom that could make anyone happy, lol
So bear with me and my absence lately, I just am not up to it right now. I'll be back tomorrow with my update from my appointment
I have a yellow duck bathroom too, it's very cheery
Anybody would be uncomfortable with all that baby inside!!! My goodness, you certainly have a right to complain Those babies will be here before you know it, then you'll have different complaints
Here's to a quick and easy move and getting into a nice comfortable bed!!!
I LOVE your birth plan. I love the line about your bottom thanking them. That's just hilarious. You rock, Nadine!
Duckie bathrooms are the best. I bet you can't wait to be in your place, I am so excited for you!
Being 36+wks pg with twins is tuff but your doing awsome hun ((Hugs))
off to my appointment, wish me luck!
Keep us posted. Good luck!! This is one stalked lodge!
Thinking of you Nadine. Wondering how your appt. went today...
:bighug: Love ya sweetie!!
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Yay, it will be soon now! You're gonna do great, Nadine
I heard the babies were here!!! I'm so proud of you and excited for you and I just can't wait to see pics of your sweet little ones
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Huge congratulations, I can't wait to hear all about the birth and the little ones!
Congrats, Nadine! Thinking of you and the little ones :giveflower:
Congrats Nadine!!!! I can't wait to hear the whole thing!
Congratulations!!!! Can't wait to hear all the details and see those little cuties!!!!
Warm congrats to you on your twins! I hope you're resting and falling in love with your little angels.
Talked to Nadine a little while ago. Babies are fine Nadine is fine! Med free as Cathy said. Kaden was born around 3:30am weighing 6lbs 7 oz and Odessa came about 4:04am, weighing in at 6lbs 4 oz and both of them were 19inches long.
Nadine sounds wonderful but tired. The babies were under the warmers after their first baths, and Miss Odessa was getting hungry, she sounded sooo sweet.
Congratulations Nadine! You did a awesome job and we are all so proud of you! Cant wait to see pictures.
WTG Mama what fabulous big babies!!! Can't wait to hear all about it!
Good job Nadine! I'm so excited for you and your family. Can't wait to hear all about it and see pictures of beautiful babies.
YAY!!!! Congratulations, Nadine!!!
Wow, more healthy size twins...such a good job you mommas have done with growing them!
Congrats Nadine! And welcome to your new little ones!
You rock! You've gotta be so proud, Nadine! You had exactly the birth you wanted and with TWINS, no less! I cannot wait to see pictures and hear the birth story, I am sure it will inspire us all!
I'm just sleep deprived and sore and uncomfortable. When I get out of bed at night my back is locked in whatever position I slept in, and my hips hurt when I walk, so I wind up walking slowly, crouched over and holding whatever I can get my hands on to go to the bathroom. This is repeated about every hour.
I heard the babies are here. i can't wait to hear more. This last post by you brought back so many memories of the last month of my pregnancy. Oh my GOD I remember standing for what seemed like a half hour locked in an "L" position waiting to get to the bathroom to pee. That part will get better now....but you'll have a new series of things to contend with. I can't wait to hear more of you, Odessa (love the name) and Kaden. Hoping you are all safe, warm, and feeling good.
From a long time lurker.....CONGRATULATIONS. I'm so happy for you. Take care, can't wait to hear and see more.
Wonderful news to come online and find! Congratulation on the timely arrival of Kaden and Odessa.
Can hardly wait for pictures and the whole story!
Nadine! I am simply thrilled for you ~ I cannot wait to hear more. Sending you are your sweet babies lots of good energy ~ Way to go Mama!
Nadine you are truley awsome!!!!!!!! Congrats and I can't wait to see pics of those babies!!! I admire you!
Congrats! I can't wait to see these two cuties!
I just wanted to let you know that I"m thinking of you, I haven't stopped since I heard you delivered your two darlings - I keep wanting to call but I'm sure your being bombarded right now lol Maybe tomorrow I'll give you a ring.
Congratulations on two healthy babies!!
I'm thinking of you and DYING to know more!
Congrats Nadine! They are beautiful!
Thinking about you hon - those babes are just so beautiful. lots of love & support coming your way.
CONGRATS! You babies are absolutely beautiful! I can't wait to hear an update
Wow-- those are some GORGEOUS babies! Congrats Nadine.
Can't wait to hear the full story!
Congratulations!!! Unmedicated - you are awesome!
ok so where are these pics - I want to see them!
I think they are on the host board, and maybe on her birth board as well...good luck.
here's my birth story. It was a beautiful birth in retrospect, and I got as many of my "demands" as they were able to provide, but I stil bowed to a lot because of the hospital's policy and my doc's peace of mind. There are NO delivery shots, no pictures or videos allowed. I'll post pictures here too.
It was a long wait for my doctor's appointment. After almost a week of contracting at 3-8 minutes apart, I was eager to see how far along I was. I was sure I was effaced, I could tell that much myself when I was able to check (though that was really hard given my giantness. At this point I couldn't even wipe)
So finally it was time to go. I left Monty at the house so I could leave quicker, and went in. I was feeling awful crampy, but I didn't think anything of it. After days of “false” labor you just learn to ignore all the crap. I went in and gave my sample, and noticed I had a good amount of pink show. Holy crap.. I'd never had that before unless I was in full on labor. I had to remind myself that even “good” excitement is still excitement and I had to relax.
It was a long wait in the office, I think she was behind a bit, I've never waited that long there. Finally she comes in and says she wants to check me before we start to talk about the induction. I was all prepared to tell her no. So she gets ready and checks me, and gets a ghastly look on her face. “Oh, Nadine.. you're.. 1,2,3.. 4 and a half centimeters. Good lord.”
So, she asked if I wanted to discuss the induction and I said “not yet”, and then we talked about what would happen if I went in tonight. We talked about breech births, and we talked about the doctor on call. I was lucky to have a good one. I went out and scheduled my post partum appointment just in case and was off.
Everyone around me was excited, sure that I was going to have babies tonight. I was on the fence. I figured that the feelings I was having with all the show and cramps and back pain that it could happen but I didn't want to get myself excited either. I was also scared. I wasn't quite at 37 weeks. I know that the theory is that twins develop faster but I didn't want to rely on a “theory”. So, I walked around getting some things just in case, and then decided it was time to go home. On the way home, the car was driving funny. M's mom says that we must be “dragging something” and kept driving a little ways. I said “No.. I think it's the tire.” Finally I convinced her that it was indeed the tire and we pulled over. So if you can imagine, a largely pregnant woman in labor in a parking lot in the rear of a gas station, and a woman doing the work changing the tire while I watched, then me trying to wrestle the “spare” out of the trunk. After a while a guy comes over to help. We had a full on blown tire, the hole was actually in the side. He took our spare to go air it up but turned out that was blown as well (yes.. love used cars) so we wound up calling for a ride home.
Now we decide to wait in the relative warmth of the Italian restaurant across the road. So, we walk across the busy road and inside. Mother decides to tell everyone in the restaurant I was in labor, and the looks on people's faces as I calmly enjoyed my food was priceless. I really was just having some particularly uncomfortable cramps and back pain. After a while however sitting in that chair was starting to make me crazy and I couldn't get comfortable so it was indeed time to go. I was dying to just go home and have a nice bath.
Once home, I sat down with a cup of hot red raspberry leaf tea and a hot bath, and my Hypnobabies CDs. I laid back and did a fear release session. I focused deeply on my fears of the babies condition, and about me not having control. After the fear release, I felt like I could do this, so I put in my birthing day affirmations, thinking that today really was my birthing day. After that half hour I got out of the tub and on my bed. Unfortunately, I got so relaxed laying there on my side listening to my CD that I actually think I stalled. At that point I wasn't sure what to do. I didn't want to rush the birth, necessarily.. but I didn't want to spend a whole lot more time in labor. Finally I decided to get up, eat and walk. First though I had to do something with Monty.
I called his dad and they were very quick to come. He was actually really interested in what was going on, and how I was feeling and was rather accommodating. Monty on the other hand was devastated. He had been so hyper and excited, because I had told him that we were having babies. I couldn't handle his excitement any more, and needed him to go so I could progress. He cried and clung to me the whole time they were getting him ready to leave. He was so heartbroken about leaving that I didn't want to let him go. I was so heartbroken, I almost told him he could stay, as if I could will my body to birth another day instead.
After a few tears of my own, I had to do another fear release session (quick one) to get that image out of my mind. My son was my happy place and I needed to keep it that way.
So after some food and a walk around the block a few times, my body started picking up again. Back to the erratic cramping and general “ick” feeling. Time for another bath. This time, M was coming with me. I didn't want to be alone. I got into the bath and lay back, and he came in after. He sat by the bath and held my hand and we talked. This whole time I'd tried hard to not lose my sense of humor or my personality and I did well I think. I did think it was hilarious that I was in active labor and my bf got turned on by my nudity in the tub.
Ok, time to go to the hospital. I tried to figure out when a good time to go was. For myself, I was happy to wait until I was too uncomfortable but I know the hospital had said they really wanted me to give them enough time to prep the OR for my delivery, so I decided that when my intuition said I was around 7cm I would go. Knowing M's mom, I told him well in advance I wanted to go, so he could get her ready. Regardless, it was still over a half hour before we actually were on the road. I made my phone calls, and brushed my teeth and we were on the way.
I was pretty hurt that I didn't immediately see any of my “usual” nurses when I arrived, but soon I was joined by one that I felt comfortable enough with, so I got ready. I got in my gown, and cleared the room for a bit so I could get the monitoring out of the way and get mobile again. I needed to move. So, I lay on the bed, and I looked around the room that oddly enough had seen a LOT of my presence, and one previous baby.. and started to panic. I'm not sure why I just suddenly panicked. I called M over to me and he just held me for a moment while I tried to clear my mind. Eventually I was able to calm down, and just in time one of my favorite nurses walked in. I was SO glad to see her. She was going to be my labor nurse. We tried to get in some monitoring. Sure enough, Odessa was being a butt just like she had for almost every single monitor session I'd had while in there, and it took over a half hour to get a good strip. Before the tub I had to get my hep lock put in. Appearantly I was dehydrated, and my BP was pretty high. When she stuck me with the vacu tainer, I squirted everywhere. She wasn't happy to say the least. I had to sit through a few oz of fluids before I was allowed to go.
People were slowly but surely arriving, I was going to have yet another circus birth. I just ignored everyone and got in my tub. Michael stayed by my side, he later said he was starting to have a hard time watching me because it was obvious my pain was increasing. (I didn't think so, but I suppose my demeanor was changing) I was completely relaxed, in my place. The time flew, I'm not even sure how long I was in there but I think it was a while. Eventually the doctor showed and she wanted to do an ultrasound to check fetal positioning. Sure enough, Kaden was head down and ready to go but Odessa was transverse. We went ahead as planned because her head did sort of point downish, but they called MY doctor to come in and assist so that I could deliver breech if necessary.
So, my discomfort increased and I was talking to myself in my head. “Peace” and “deeper and deeper relaxed with every breath I exhale” and I was doing fine. Doc wanted to ask questions, and we did. When I got to the hospital I was 6 and ½ cm, when I got out of the tub I was 8. I was coming up on the toughest part, and I knew it. So the doc asked me if I wanted her to break my water. We could be finished and in the OR in minutes if I do. Fine.. after some deliberation I decided let's do it. I can handle it. Sure enough, she broke my water and within minutes the intesity was tenfold. Everyone around me was getting gowned and ready for my OR trip, and I was being videotaped I guess. Suddenly Nadine hits “transition” and things go crazy! M has my hand constantly, and is telling me how proud he is of me and how much he loves me. I'm doing wonderful he says. Dr M says “Looks like we're getting serious here, let's move to the OR.” So next thing I know I'm off. I have my puke bucket and we are wheeled out.
M never leaves my side this whole time, and I'm wheeled into the bright and demanding and intimidating OR room. This room is filled with some 9 people all waiting for me. Everyone is in masks, my nurse is in masks, the only recognizeable part of her is her eyes. M's eyes.. where's MY doctor? Suddenly, according to my nurse.. at this point my eyes started getting huge, I started to breathe heavily and look around quickly. I hate OR's, I have the worst anxiety there and I had forgotten all about it until I set into that room. I didn't plan for this in my fear release. I didn't plan for this at all. M is talking to me but I have no idea what he said. Suddenly there I am, I'm asking for drugs. Whatever they can give me.. please give it to me. I can't do it, I'm not able to do this. I'm cold. I'm hot, I want to go home. Let me out. My nurse grabbed my hands and yelled at me to look at her, and I did. She calmly told me “No. You don't want medicine, you're going to deliver soon. You don't have to wait much longer, you can do it. You're strong. And you need to do this for your babies. Anything you take now is going straight to your babies.”
At that moment my doctor walked in. I was able to stop, and go to my place and talk to my babies, and relax. The intensity was still there, but I wasn't panicking any more. Next thing I know is that familiar feeling, I needed to push. Suddenly my legs are in stirrups. NO side lying pushing, I needed to put my legs up. The OR table was far too thin for me to deliver on sideways, and if I tried I could fall or my baby could get hurt. They didn't ask they just put my legs up. I was suddenly not wanting to push, I fought the urge as much as I could but there wasn't any fighting it. He was barreling down at Mach speed, so I said to hell with it and pushed. One solid push and there was a geyser of water, and a slippery baby squirting out, ok no, more like flying. After he was born he was so red I joked he got skin burn. I was waiting for Odessa to come out, getting that rather unpleasant post birth shake, and legs up in stirrups, my baby screaming (which is good) and everyone excited. I heard everyone say how beautiful he was, my nurse told me he was beautiful, but I was honestly just emotionless. I didn't care about anything around me. I did however look at Michael who was still by my side, holding my hands. He kept looking at the baby, and looking at me.. he'd tell me how wonderful I was and he was so proud of me. In between all this he had this little kid excited look in his eyes, and he was bouncing around looking at me and the baby.
“Honey, go be with your baby.”
“are you sure?”
“Yes! Go see your new son.” and just like that... zoom. He was gone, lol
So, the ultrasound is being done on my partially empty abdomen. Turns out, Ms Odessa liked having more room so much that she decided to stretch out and had turned transverse. The OB on call shook her head and said “nope, I'm not taking this one.” and passed it on to my doc. Not a single contraction, but that lovely shaking was pretty intense. I had my wits about me again, but still no emotions, I'm not sure why. So they decided to try an external version (that's a bit uncomfortable let me tell you) to get her head down but she would have none of it. My doc finally said okay and decided to try to turn her feet first. “I need a butt or feet.. “ and sure enough, they got feet. My doctor and Dr M. (the on call OB) were such an amazing team, I guess she said they do a lot of surgery together and it was like they had their own language while they worked. My doc had her fingers in me through this whole time, and I couldn't believe how LONG it was taking!! Every other twin birth story I've heard has the twins born within minutes of each other. So once she had dropped down enough and the contractions started up again, my doc and dr M were talking, finally she said to me “Okay, listen this is a really dangerous position okay, I'm going to let you know that now. She can't stay in there very long because the minute your water breaks you could have a cord prolapse and she won't be getting any oxygen. I want her out in ONE push, you got it?”
Lucky me. Two babies.. two deliveries...two panic attacks.
Suddenly I didn't want to do it. I'd been so gung ho about vaginal breech birth. I know it was better than C-section. They didn't tell me that it was going to be like this. My baby could die, because I wasn't good enough to deliver her. They couldn't just pull her out like if a mom got tired during a regular delivery. What if my water broke and the cord prolapsed?? Would I even be asleep before they cut me open to get her? The anesthesiologist was behind my head with the mask in hand, and the scrub nurses were ready with their tray of sharp things. My hep lock stood by ready to become an IV in seconds. They pulled the arm board out. It was too much for me. I can't do this, forget it. I was stupid to think about it, why did I bother. Give me the epidural now and let's do a c-section. Turns out I thought I was thinking this but I was saying it. “There's no time for an epidural now.” “Fine!” I said. “Knock me out. I can't.” here came another contraction. A good one this time. Doc said “Okay here you go, push her out. One good push, curl around and push hard. Let's go.”
“But it isn't a pushing contraction!”
My water broke. “It is now!” said my doc, and suddenly I was pushing. Hard. Anyone who has had a baby knows it starts hard and gets easier. Not feet first, no, it starts easier and gets hard. Really hard. I had everyone shouting to push.. push.. body was out, head still in, not good she needs out now. Push. “I can't!”
“You can, you have to! You have no choice!” I had to get her out, she was losing air. (hard to believe now, she's laying my lap as I type this. I almost gave up on her)
Pushed, HARD. And she was out, oh thank god. Finally that feeling of relief.. but no noise. The whole room waited for her to cry, and she was pretty blue.. but it took only a few minutes for her to start. Thank god. I was done! Everyone was happy, and I think M cried, though he'd never admit it. I wanted to cry but I was too damn tired. That was the hardest thing I ever did. Michael kissed me, and his mom was in tears, she was looking at her new grandbabies. I wanted to cry, so much. I wanted that happy giddy tear fest, while I looked at my beautiful new babies, held them, kissed them and smelled their hair. Instead I was in stirrups on an impossibly skinny table, getting tortured (my uterus massaged) by some hell woman, and my babies were across the room, crying, and I couldn't even see them. The placenta was out, and I was still being tortured when I discussed some serious pain meds for those afterpains I knew were coming.
I met my little boy, kissed him, and hung around for another round of the shakes. I was so loving my doctor at that point, if it weren't for her I wouldn't have been able to successfully deliver two babies, one breech, and no c-section. When she checked me, I had minor skid marks on top and bottom. That was it. My wonderful boyfriend, who I loved more right at that moment than I thought possible and I was pretty sure he felt the same way, walked out of that OR room a man, and so damn wonderful and proud. He held his brand new son in his arms and walked out of the room towards his family.
I can't help but bawl my fool head off thinking about this part, because after everything we had been through together, and would be in the future (lord knows raising children with someone is hard) here we were, our little family. I watched this person transform into a man in a matter of hours, and it was the most poignant moment of my life. Later, they brought me my daughter and I got to see her for the first time. It was amazing because I had wanted to so bad feel that love at first sight feeling this time around, I hadn't with Monty.. and sure enough, they hand me my beautiful children and I'm instantly madly in love. All those doubts and second thoughts I'd had, all those questions of if I'd be able to love these two as much as I love my son, all of it was swept away in seconds.
Later that weekend a nurse asked me, “so.. 8 weeks in here and you walk out with two beautiful little ones. Was it worth it?”
Crying again, I can only think “Every. Single. Second.”
I have been so blessed with a wonderful man who turned into a wonderful dad. An awesomely amazing and awe inspiring big brother, and a grandma who is giving every part of herself to these little babies, and of course my babies. I have my online support, the girls I've called friends who are by my side, invisibly holding my hand through all of this entire pregnancy, sometimes more excited than myself about some aspects. I'm seriously blessed.
Kaden Andrew James, born January 26 2007 at 3:36am weighed 6lb 7oz and 19 inches long
Odessa Grace Ann, born January 26, 2007 at 4:09am weighed 6lb 3oz and 19 in long
Totally in tears here. I'm so damn proud of you! They are absolutley beautiful Nadine, a picture of perfection
Makes me miss my boys being little.
Now, when to come back up thre & visit you again!
Way to go! You went through an incredible birth. Your doctor sounds amazing. Your twins are adorable.
You're incredible, and I really appreciate your raw, beautiful, powerful birth story. I think you were STRONGER for having your fears and plowing through them, I can only hope I muster some amount of strength like that.
And those babies, SO CUTE!!!!! You deserve a super-woman shirt.
You are one incredible woman, Nadine. Congratulations - the babies are absolutely lovely - and your birth story was so exciting to read. I love your doctor too!!!
What beautiful babies and a beautiful birth story. You are one beautifully strong lady, Nadine. TFS!
:cry: :cry: I'm sobbing right now and I am so proud of you! We LOVE you Nadine and are so proud of your strength. TFS such a beautiful birth story. I felt like I was there. I wish I could give you a big hug right now :bighug:
Wow, you are one strong woman Nadine! And how great that M didn't totally freak out on you, it sounds like he was a wonderful support for you, which is great!
I totally know what you mean about the OR anxiety. I was in one once and really panicked. But I was put out immediately, I cannot imagine delivering TWO babies there, WELL DONE!
All your babies are lucky to have such a wonderful mother.