November 07 Acorn Birth Stories (no comments please)

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November 07 Acorn Birth Stories (no comments please)

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if you can provide Name, DOB, time if desired, weight, inches, weeks gestation (ie 37 weeks), and screen name/real name (if you feel comfortable doing so) that would be great!!
Pics are always great too!!!!!!


Little Acorns and their siblings!

Lisa ~ TurkeyBB4Me due 6/4/09
Christy ~ cfree
Alicia ~ ChristianMommy c-section 6/30/09 or 7/1/09
Jenn ~ PCOSMama due 6/09
Nathalie ~ Chloe&Matt due 7/6/09
Katie ~ ktlablover due 8/09
Jessica ~ jereed

11/14/08 Cayden Michael son of Chrissy ~ cjasy21


Little Acorn Birthday List
9/11/07 Hayden John son of Katie ~ ktlablover

10/3/07 Isaac Lee son of Julie ~ juliekb
10/3/07 Jacob Dwayne son of Jen ~ wanna b mama
10/5/07 Georgia Rae daughter of Tamar ~ Tgillock
10/6/07 Ta'Bria Kenyelle daughter of Ta-Meia ~ 317Mommy
10/8/07 Brianna Kae daughter of Brandi ~ BrandiK
10/17/07 Hayden Christopher son of Jessica ~ jereed
10/17/07 Nicholas Ishaan son of Sandy ~ enchantedlife
10/18/07 Isabella Marie daughter of Melissa ~ ttcbb1
10/18/07 Thomas Jacob son of Kati ~ acoacheswife
10/19/07 Constance Joy daughter of Jenn ~ PCOS Mama
10/21/07 Sasha daughter of Sheridan ~ soon2bmomof3
10/22/07 Azshara Riley daughter of Marey ~ Mareyerickson98
10/22/07 Wyatt Oliver son of Stephanie ~ cameronsmom
10/23/07 Kara daughter of Emma ~ trinn
10/23/07 Zachary Robert son of Liz ~ LizC
10/24/07 Soren Vaughn son of Stefanie ~ Netnie
10/24/07 Alexis Faith daughter of Christine ~ cjasy21
10/24/07 Baby boy son of Andrea ~ ajqbaby
10/25/07 Addie daughter of Sandy ~ winair
10/27/07 Caitlin daughter of Courtney ~ mom2boyz
10/28/07 Callen Lukas son of Lauraann ~ sunshynesdaze
10/28/07 Edward Scot son of *Laney*
10/28/07 Christopher Neal son of *Laney*
10/28/07 Kayla Faith daughter of Melissa ~ mks1223
10/28/07 Matthieu Marcel Aldege son of Nathalie ~ Chloe&Matt
10/29/07 Silas Bodhi son of Amy ~ amylizh
10/29/07 Aiden son of Tina ~ tvannucci
10/29/07 Mena Kathryn daughter of Megan ~ Maygen13
10/29/07 Ava Marie daughter of Annmarie ~ mommatwobe
10/29/07 Madden Grey son of Alisha ~ AlishanHayzley
10/30/07 Royce Anthony son of LilCowPokeDueNov
10/31/07 Lucey Sue daughter of Gretchen ~ pgwithtwins
10/31/07 Brady George son of Gretchen ~ pgwithtwins

11/1/07 Christopher Philip son of Kari ~ Tryin2006
11/1/07 Lucy Shea daughter of SelahFaith
11/1/07 Jayden Paul son of Christy ~ christyb918
11/1/07 Lexie Margene daughter of Traci ~ traciwatters
11/3/07 Emma daughter of Carrie ~ momtoalex
11/2/07 Alyssa Katherine daughter of Katie ~ klong
11/5/07 Locke James son of Jen ~ jenchat4fun
11/5/07 Hunter Avery daughter of Julie ~ novhotmama
11/5/07 Violet Linn daughter of Emily ~ 88keys
11/5/07 Adam Thomas son of Joyce ~ JoyceLee
11/6/07 Hunter David son of Laurie ~ lauriesch22
11/6/07 Sophia Ann daughter of Michelle ~ bellamac
11/6/07 Bryson son of Christy ~ cfree
11/6/07 Dylan Scott son of Adria ~ Adria1026
11/7/07 Ammon Riley son of Sarah ~ baby#2ontheway
11/7/07 Nathan Tyler son of Gunabird
11/7/07 Addison Loraine daugher of Amanda ~ mommyof1.5
11/7/07 Cora Mae daughter of Sarah'smom
11/7/07 Max Cameron son of 2princesses
11/7/07 Chance David son of Dawn ~ acmewildcat
11/7/07 Kira Faye daughter of Lisa ~ LisaKira
11/7/07 Robert Wayne son of batbird
11/8/07 Lily Jane daughter of Sarah ~ Snaresie
11/8/07 Carson Christopher son of Cheryl ~ caneely
11/8/07 Oliver James son of Brandy ~ redheadedmommy
11/9/07 Kate Siena daughter of Brit Mum
11/9/07 Olivia daughter of LilMe05
11/9/07 Marisa Grace Mei-Ling daughter of Kate ~ DisneyKat
11/9/07 Merrick Anthony son of Cherie ~ cheriejb
11/9/07 Alexander Gage son of GradleRock
11/10/07 Jane daughter of Ashley ~ Ashleytread
11/10/07 Samuel Owen son of Jenny ~ jen_3200
11/10/07 Blake Roland Marc son of Jess ~ pookiesmom
11/11/07 Caroline Marie daughter of Courtney ~ hereshoping
11/11/07 Oliver son of Chale
11/11/07 Nathaniel David son of lj365
11/11/07 Rylee daughter of Courtney ~ wildcat13
11/12/07 Bailey Madison daughter of vodiesgirl1
11/12/07 Ruben son of Debi ~ DebiW
11/12/07 Edrick Vincent son of TurkeyBB4me
11/12/07 Makyla Sunset daughter of April ~ April428
11/13/07 Reuben Ellis son of Michelle (Sunny) ~ sunchyne231
11/13/07 Athena Violet daughter of Sara ~ sdombros
11/13/07 Victoria daughter of Laura ~ fatpony
11/13/07 Ella Renee daughter of Jeanetta ~ chasindreams
11/13/07 Niccolas Francis son of Crystal ~ mommyevans
11/14/07 David Frank son of Lisa ~ LisaP
11/14/07 Keeran Christina daughter of Carrie ~ K9Trainer
11/14/07 Jaelynn Breanne daughter of Angela ~ luvnherphil
11/14/07 Imogen Elizabeth daughter of Jane ~ JaynieLou
11/14/07 Talia Janice daughter of Tegan ~ Safranski
11/14/07 Oliver Manuel son of Robyn ~ robbyrabbit902
11/15/07 Sean Rudy son of Julie ~ mamachicken
11/15/07 Franklin Scott son of Fawn ~ GonnabeaMOM
11/15/07 Gabriel William son of Amanda ~ Rose15206
11/15/07 Sam son of Cheryl ~ acoustic370
11/15/07 Samuel Paul son of bigbrowneyes78
11/15/07 Grier Lillianne daughter of Bragan ~ BhamGirl
11/16/07 Cole Jacob son of Amanda ~ mommy2four
11/16/07 Jaidyn Tyrel son of Laura ~ Laursie03
11/16/07 Cael Jackson son of Michelle ~ luckyno3
11/16/07 Tayler Makenzie daughter of Katie ~ Katiegirl
11/17/07 Ian Alfred son of Jessica ~ jess7674
11/17/07 Brady Christian Beauchamp son of Amanda ~ mamacitamilks
11/17/07 Zackary John son of Jen ~ firsttimemommy
11/17/07 William Justus son of Lily ~ Lily55
11/18/07 Archer Matthew son of Cindy ~ your.cyn
11/19/07 Savannah "Rose" daughter of Mary Catherine ~ southclarkson
11/19/07 Joy daughter of Crystal ~ domommy
11/19/07 Jack son of Lindsey ~ LindseySB
11/19/07 Isabella daughter of Ann ~ watermelonseed
11/19/07 Noah son of Mandi ~ Mandi06
11/19/07 Noah son of Alicia ~ ChristianMommy
11/19/07 Fletcher Cole son of Amanda ~ coachdean
11/19/07 Madelynn Rae daughter of ~FutureMom~
11/19/07 Lucy Sky daughter of aholland125
11/20/07 Yaseen son of nalam678
11/20/07 Addison Lynn daughter of Amber ~ 3boys&roo
11/21/07 Elena Renee daugher of Lexicat
11/21/07 Jabril Muhammad Sadiq Adbul Jalil son of Jenn ~ jalilahsumi4life
11/21/07 Mason son of Roxy ~ Chookie07
11/23/07 Morella Adelaide daughter of hadjare
11/23/07 Elliott Rose daughter of skendall
11/23/07 Lauren Elizabeth daughter of spagirl03
11/26/07 Ebony Louise daughter of Melliebellie
11/27/07 Alex Ryan son of kelz_07
11/28/07 Jared son of Jen ~ Jennest
11/29/07 Alixzander Boyd son of Konica ~ Jacen
11/30/07 Joshua Michael son of Sophie ~ lilsoph

12/5/07 Brooklyn Elora daughter of Kara ~ karebare1980
12/6/07 Vincent Barret son of Angela ~ ~kanga~
12/6/07 Ella daughter of Casey ~ lilac0422

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Hayden John
born 9/11/07 at 8:09am cst (yeah that is right 9:09am est if anyone remembers this time and date) via "urgent" c-section for placenta previa.
weight 4 lbs 10.1 oz
length 16.5
32.2 weeks gestation
Proud momma Katie/ktlablover
My birth story, wow, where to begin! It all started on Monday, August 13 when I had some brown spotting and went in for a non stress test and a vag exam since I had been having many braxton hicks daily since 20 weeks. I went to L&D and was closed and not thinned at all. I was contracting so they gave me motrin to try to stop the contractions. It didn't work so they gave me Vistaril. I was about 30minutes from getting discharged home and I felt a warm gush go over my leg. I immediately thought my water broke and told DH to go get my nurse NOW! While he was gone to the nurses station, the fluid kept coming and I thought I was going to throw up as I was only 28 weeks 1 day. When the nurse checked me it was blood! I had been told I had a low lying placenta or a partial placenta previa at 20 weeks, but was to return at 28 weeks for follow up sono to see if the placenta moved. Needless to say, I didn't make it to that sono since it was to be on Friday. I did have a 3D/4D sono the week before and she told me that my placenta was no where near my cervix...imagine my surprise! I lost a ton of blood, but baby always looked great. I had a sono the next day to determine if I had an abruption or a previa. They could only see the little lobe of the placenta over my cervix via transvaginal sono. They couldn't see it with the abdominal sono because the baby's head was in the way. I was kept in the hospital for two weeks on bedrest(5 of those days I was not allowed out of bed!). I went into labor as a result of the bleeding irritating my uterus and had to be on Magnesium Sulfate(HORRIBLE!). I was discharged home on Monday August 27 on complete bedrest. I was told by the perinatologist that the next time I had any bright red blood that I would be readmitted to the hospital and stay until I delivered. Her plan was to do an amniocentesis at 36 weeks and then a scheduled c-section based on lung maturity. Well my baby had another plan. I was at home on bedrest(only allowed up 15 minutes out of every hour and to go to appointments and nst twice weekly). This was the hardest thing I have ever been through! I was at home until the morning of Friday, September 7. I woke up at 1:45 am as a result of a huge thunderstorm and noticed I was cramping. When I went to the bathroom, I had bright red blood. I called the doctor on call and was on my way back to hospital for good. I was crying hysterically and scared to death. By the time I stopped freaking out I noticed I was contracting every 2-3 minutes. It was down pouring on the way to the hospital and cannot believe we made it safely. The nurse was waiting for me when we arrived and I was admitted right away and had an IV started. I was in preterm labor again and they tried to stop it with IV my heart raced! It worked for a little bit and by Friday afternoon I had bathroom privileges and could shower. I had sent my DH home that night as he was exhausted(the first time he left me alone in the hospital at night). Big mistake because at 1:30am I woke up with a big bleed in the toilet! I went into labor again and they finally started me on Magnesium again by Saturday afternoon. I was on it less than 24 hours due to a reaction. I was very close to getting fluid on my lungs(pulmonary edema). I was now out of options for stopping labor. My doctor also promised me we were done since I had received steroids for lung maturity and was now 32 weeks. I continued to have little contractions Sunday and Monday. By Monday evening I was allowed to get out of bed to use the restroom and then allowed to eat. It is the scariest thing to be a time bomb and never know when the bleed will happen that would harm baby or me. DH and I watched a movie and then went to bed. Well finally for the last time I woke up at 4:30 am Tuesday morning(September 11) bleeding again. I then proceded to go into full blown labor. They tried to stop my contractions with Morphine, but it didn't work. I was painfully contracting every 2 minutes and having gushes of blood. My doctor was called and we went ahead with my c-section. I was wheeled into the OR where I had to sit up for my spinal/epidural and was crying hysterically and bleeding everywhere. I have never been so terrified in my life. I almost hyperventilated. I thought I was feeling them cut, but I wasn't...just having a little panic attack! I really felt absolutely nothing, and soon my little angel came out screaming. I heard my doctor say "it's a boy" as it was a surprise. His apgars were 8/9/9 and he weighed 4lbs 10.1oz and was 16.5 inches long. The neonatologist and neonatal nurse practitioner along with 2 of my nurse coworkers were there to care for him. He did great, and they let DH hold him for a second and he brought him over to me to touch. Then he started working a little hard to breathe so they took him to the NICU where he had central lines placed in his umbilical cord and was intubated and placed on a ventilator so they could give him surfactant to help his lungs mature. He did great and was taken off of the ventilator 2 days later. He was in the NICU for 28days while he learned to eat, which is great since his adjusted age at discharge was 36 week 2 days. What a birth experience. I can only hope my next one will be a little less eventful. Thanks for reading.

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I'm so sorry it took me so long to update you guys, I know you must be dying to know how it went and how we are doing.

Briefly, Isaac was born 6 weeks early, the day after I went of meds and bed rest for preterm labor, I was in active labor (back labor) about 2.5 hours, I had a 20% abruption and he was born vaginally with episiotomy and tearing with absolutely no drugs - Nothing about that was how I planned it or thought it would be.

As you guys know from my last posts, I went to the doctor on Monday for my 34 week appointment. I was having tons of mild painless contractions that day as usual, but my doc checked me and I was not dialted at all. She said all looked well and the contractions were not productive and since they hadn't been for the last 2 months, I would prob be fine for the next 2-3 weeks. So she said no more terbutaline or home monitoring, and I could begin to ease off bed rest. She predicted I would deliver around 37 weeks or later. I was feeling great that day.

On Tuesday, I decided to spend my first day of freedom shopping for some things I would need for the hospital stay. I went to Wal-Mart and got everything, but my back was killing me. I figured it was just from being up more and moving around. I met Steve for lunch, and my back was feeling better so I stopped by Motherhood and picked up some maternity bras. By the time I left there, my back was killing me again. By night I was having regular contractions every 2-3 minutes with excruciating back pain. That's when we went to L&D. I was dialted 2cm and they kept me all night for observation. I never progressed passed 2cm and my contractions slowed down, although they were still very painful.

They sent me home Wednesday around noon. I knew I didn't want to go home, I was still in a ton of pain, but they said there was no reason for me to stay. So we made the 35 min bumpy ride home. I got home and slept about an hour, but was hurting so bad so I called my Dr. office to see if they could prescribe me something for the pain. They sent me back to the hospital. We got there around 3pm after being home only about 2 hours. When we got there I went to the bathroom and had bloody show - I knew it wasn't spotting from the cervix check because it was quite a bit of blood. I knew then they weren't going to send us home again. By the time I finally got a room (the place was packed), I was in tears. They checked me and I was 5cm dialated. The anesthesiologist got there and we filled out all the paperwork for the epidural, signed all the consents, heard all the risks, side effects, etc - I didn't care at this point I just wanted it right then. They had to wait until a room opened up for me to do the epidural though - they kept saying it was being cleaned or something, but it took about an hour. By then, my doc was there (she was actually on-call that day, I'm soooo glad). We got into my room and she checked me and I was 9cm - went from 5-9cm in an hour. The doc then told me my water would probably break with the next contraction or two and then the pressure would be unbearable. I remember asking when I was getting the epidural and no one answered me - that scared me, I knew it was too late. As I climbed onto the bed off the stretcher, my water broke and the pain in my back was past all limits. I was screaming so loud by that point. I started pushing almost immediately. Then I felt another warm gush (which was blood) and I heard the doc say that it looked like an abruption and she sounded really worried. They were telling me I had to get him out immediately, but I felt like I was pushing against a wall, then I felt a ton of burning - which turned out to be the doc cutting me. She had to practically cut his head out (remember, no meds either, she managed to get some lidocaine on there, but it wasn't enough) to get him out in a hurry because turned out they lost his heartbeat (I didn't find this out till later). As soon as his head was free, they yanked him out and the pediatrician ran off with him. They were telling me he was fine, but I knew something was wrong. The instant they pulled him out, the pain was instantly relieved - that was the strangest thing. My back no longer hurt and I was just numb everywhere. Then I got some demerol and they stitched me up. I had a 2-3rd degree episiotomy and tearing. I must say honestly, childbirth was so much worse then I could ever have imagined and I still remember the pain very well. I didn't have the priviledge of having my baby in my arms the moment he was delivered to help me forget the pain.

We didn't get to see Isaac for 4 hours, and had no idea how he was. His first apgar score was 4 (and that being very generous), and they said he was making no effort to breathe, was blue, and had no tone. But his second score was 8. He perked up pretty quick thank God. They had to put him on O2 for a day and a half and under a warmer. Today, he is off the O2, and in a big boy crib and is feeding wonderfully (formula that is). I started trying to BF this morning, he isn't latching on too well yet, but we'll keep trying. Pumping started out horribly because I was given the wrong equipment and ended up blistering bad, but that's a whole other story I'll share later.

Isaac's stats:
Wednesday, October 3, 2007 5:51pm @ 34 weeks 1 day
4lbs 15oz
He has a full head of long thick wavy light brown hair, and looks just like his daddy.

He will likely get to go home Monday. He had some signs of jaundice today and will be treated for that over the next couple of days.
I am doing great and was up walking around only 30 minutes after giving birth. My episiotomy of course is very sore, but other than that I feel totally normal. I must say, if you have a tear or episiotomy, stool softeners, tucks pads, and dermoplast spray will be your best friends - thanks to you guys I was prepared. Also, I've been amazed at how little bleeding I've had, I was prepared for it to be much worse after reading all the posts on here, but after the first night I haven't bled any more than a heavy period and have only passed one small clot. The stitches suck, but seem to be feeling better all the time. I'm dreading going home tonight without him though.

If you read all this, I applaud you, it was exhausting just reliving it.

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Brianna Kae

Now for the story you've all been waiting for. So Sunday morning around 10 or so (36 weeks, 2 days) I was laying in the bed when I felt some liquid come out from down yonder, I thought I had peed on myself, but I hadn't been having a problem with that, so I was confused. I got up and did actually pee, but when I stood up more fluid just ran down my leg. At this point I'm shocked and in denial. So I'm telling myself it's just me peeing on myself, but to lay down for 30 minutes and see if when I get back up it happens again. I ended up falling asleep, when I got back up around 2 some more fluid gushed out. I immediately put on some clothes, finished packing my hospital bag, put the car seat in the back seat. Called my husband who was at work.....called my doctor who said "Yep, your water broke, let's get to the hosptial." I get to the hospital and up until now it had just been trickling. After signing in Niagara Falls began and I totally soaked my jeans. :rolleyes:

They get me in a room and check me, at 3:30, I'm still only 1 1/2 cm dilated so they get everything started. I'm still feeling pretty good, no strong contractions. Around 5 the contractions started getting stronger, I progressed, but by 12 the next day I had not dilated past 6 and the baby's head was engaged and coning. So they decided on a C-Section.

Miss Brianna Kae was born at 1:08. Her blood sugar was low so they kept her in the special nursery, not NICU, and gave her IV dextrose to bring it up. She had to stay there that night and then they brought her to me the next morning. I am truly blessed and in love.

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Mine is pretty straight forward.

As most of you know I had a prob with my uterus. So on Friday (Oct 5) I went to the doc for my reg checkup/us and everything looked good. She put me on the moniters due to me being crampy and my lower back KILLING me. She got 2 contrax. She checked my cervix and it was starting to shorten she asked if I wanted to have baby today, I said not really, but would do what she felt best for me. She said she felt that we had made it so far with nothing bad happening and really really didn't want to risk it and that she advised to go ahead and do the section that day. So we did.

She was born at 34wks 6dys at 5:48pm weighing 4lbs 14oz was 18in long. She was having a hard time breathing in, so she went to the NICU to get a "jump start" is what they called it. She needed no feeding tube, oxygen or an IV. She did GREAT! She stayed for 4 days due to losing weight. She came home weighing 4lbs 8oz. She is doing really good now.

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The Birth Story of Ta'Bria Kenyelle...

Parents: Ta-Meia & Mikel
Screen Name: 317Mommy
Baby's Name: Ta'Bria Kenyelle
Born: October 6, 2007
Time of Birth: 7:51 p.m.
Baby's Length: 18 inches
Baby's Weight: 4 lbs. 7 oz.
Gestation: 34 weeks and 4 days

Saturday at 5 a.m. Diesel got to my house from being out with his motorcycle brothers and we got in a wrestling match but I ended up quitting because he had been drinking and was being too rough so I got mad and just wanted to go to bed which is what we did. I woke up at 7:30 and was just laying in the bed and around 8:30, I noticed that I had not felt the baby move yet which was unusual. I chopped it up to the early morning wrestling that I had done with Diesel and figured maybe she was still worn out. I laid there for another 30 and then Diesel woke up and about 15 minutes later, I mentioned to him that I had not felt the baby move since I had been awake. We thought maybe I just needed to eat or get something to drink.

I got out of bed and made a big breakfast for my family and been on the phone discussing the baby's open house that I was planning after her birth over doing a baby shower. We ate breakfast about 11 a.m. and then I drank a glass of water and a huge glass of cranberry juice and went and got back in the bed with Diesel. Around noon, I still had not felt the baby move but I did not say anything to Diesel because I did not want him to think that I was just being paranoid. I decided instead to turn to my other side, put a pillow between my knees and see how things went from there.

At 1:30 p.m. Diesel got out of bed to get his day started and I went ahead and got up too. I walked him out to his car and was thinking that the baby still had not moved, but I did not want to worry him so I still did not say anything. I came back in the house and decided that maybe I just needed to get out and about a little bit so I called the barber to see if he was in to get Greg and Daylin a haircut. He was not there and after I hung up from calling him, I started thinking about the story I ready on these boards about somebody having a stillborn baby that was full term and I could not stop thinking about it so I decided to call the oncall number for my ob just to see what she would say and was hoping that she would ease my mind a bit.

My ob's partner called me back about 10 minutes later around 1:50 p.m. and I told her about the wrestiling Diesel and I had done and that the baby had not moved at all that day and the last time I recall her moving was from the Friday night around 11 p.m. while I was eating a salad with my son. She said that she wanted me to go ahead into labor and delivery because healthy babies move and sick babies don't.

I was still thinking that it was not going to be a major deal and I let my 12 year old son and my 5 year old daughter go to the hospital with me to be monitored. By 2:30 p.m. I was at the hospital and hooked up to the contraction machine and we could hear that the baby had a strong heartbeat but there was no kicks or movements whatsoever. At 6:20 p.m. the doctor told them to have a biophysical profile ultrasound done and the u/s tech arrived about 5 minutes later and began to do her thing. She told me that there were a total of 10 points that my baby could score to pass her exam and went on taking measurements and whatnot. At about 7:15 p.m., she called in a nurse and told the nurse that while listening and looking at the heartbeat, she would she that every so often the heart would momentarily stop and then resume beating and then she said that she also noticed that there was no movement during the entire 45 minutes she had been looking at the baby on the u/s. So two more nurses came in and they were watching the heartbeat stop and start and I was losing my mind. Finally, one nurse said that she would go call the doctor right now and the other nurse asked the u/s tech how many points did she give the baby and the tech said that she could only give her two points. As they went off to call the doctor, I asked the tech if maybe we could look at the cord and she if she was pressed up against it or something and she said we could. As she highlighted the blood and oxygen in the cord, her eyes got big and she said, "oh my God, I think the cord is wrapped around her neck but I can't say for certain because the way she is positioned, her spine is in the way. Let me have the radiologist take a look at this right away." She radioed for the radiologist right away and as she was doing that, the nurse came back in and said that the doctor was on the way to the hospital and was going to go ahead and c-section me in an hour and a half and was trying to explain all this stuff to me and I was overwhelmed and just started crying.

They told me to call who ever would accompany me during the c-section and to call someone who could sit with Greg and Trinity in the waiting area. As I pulled my cellphone out to start calling Diesel and my friend Kelly, the radiologist yelled out, "no, you are having a c-section in 5 - 10 minutes because this baby is strangling herself. Her cord is wrapped around her neck, her wrist and her ankle." I called Diesel quickly and let him know what was going on as they were putting in my IV and giving me all this stuff and taking my clothes and belongings. I told him that he would not be able to get there in time but to just come when he could. They told me they would have a nurse sit with my children and they would be in my labor and delivery suite where I would be taken after surgery and then they quickly whisked me off down the hallway from the triage area to the delivery room.

I was so scared. I was by myself and the operating room, while nice, was very very cold and final. They gave me this really really tart drink before I went back to the operating room. Once I got in the operating room, I straddled the table that I would be cut on and the anethesiologist talked me through the my spinal tap. First he pushed on the bottom of my spinal area to find a good spot and then he have me a numbing shot to numb the area where he would insert the spinal tap. This shot felt like a pinch with a follow up sensation down my leg which they told me to expect. After that he washed my back with betadine and inserted the spinal tap which only felt like a little bit of pressure to me. About 2 minutes afterwards, I was a done deal...numb like ice and unable to do anything but lay there feeling high and helpless. I did not feel anything throughout the procedure...not a pull, a tug, or anything...quite different from my first c-section 13 years earlier where I did feel the pulls, tugs, and hear the muscle cutting.

I almost lost it in the operating room because as the doctor was lasering through my skin, I looked up in the light they had over my stomach for the doctor to see and it was stainless steel and I could see right into it like a mirror and I saw everything she was doing to me. I was scared to say something because I did not want them to panic and make any mistakes so I just started taking deep, slow breathes and thinking about seeing my baby within moments.

From the time she started the laser cutting of my skin, my baby was pulled out of my stomach is 4 minutes and she was crying very very loudly and as I watched them carrying her over to the heating bed, I felt a huge relief in my back where she had been giving me the blues. The doctor said, "thank God, this baby was all tangled up and on top of that she was also breach with meconium in her cord which indicates that she had been in distress for a couple of days." She stitched me on the inside and glued my outside skin back together and then came up to me and thanked me for calling her when I did and told me had I waited until Saturday night to call as opposed to the early afternoon, she was almost certain that she would have been delivering me a stillborn baby instead of a live one.

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Isabella Marie's Birth Story

6 pounds 6.2 ounces and lots of hair just like the u/s tech said Smile

18.5 inches

Born on Thursday, October 18, 2007 at 12:29 just a little past midnight.

37 weeks 4 days

She is healthy and I'm doing just fine

I had been freaking out the past 1 1/2 weeks about babies lack of movements. So, I went in to the dr. on Wendesday morning because I couldn't feel the baby and I had a headache. They had been worried about my blood pressure. So I also wanted them to check my blood pressure.

They found that my blood pressure was 150/100 so they sent me to l & d by 11 a.m.

At l & d u/s showed baby was ok. But my blood pressure was 150/100. After a while my BP came down and dr. said "Let's just get you started, why wait for a problem to arise?" So that's what we did. He started me on Pitocin at 4:30 p.m. on Wednesday.

Pitocin was started. When the dr. checked me I was 2 cm dilated and 80% effaced still (since 31 weeks). He went ahead and broke my water. It started trickling and after a while huge gushes of water were coming it. Not long after that I started feeling mestrual like cramping in the front and really bad lower back pain. The machine was not picking up any significant contractions to speak of. But it really hurt.

I was having so much back pain I could not speak, I couldn't focus, I could not read, I could not watch tv. It was horrible. All I could do was grab the side of the bed and breathe through the pain. So I asked the nurse when would it be possible to check if I have dilated so that I could get my epidural. She said, when we start seeing more contractions. So the pain continued until 7:30 pm. when the new shift of nurses came in. My new nurse came in to get my vitals and ask questions etc and at that point I was in so much pain I was hardly talking to her. DH had to answer all of the questions.

The new nurse was great. She said, she was going to get a dr. in right away to check me to see if I had dilated. She thinks I am having contractions but they were not doing a good job at picking them up. The hospital dr. came in and checked me, he said that I was 4.5 dilated and 90% effaced. At that point the nurse got the ball rolling for me to get my epidural. Thank God! I got my epidural at 9:00 pm. I was 5.5 dilated at that time. I was starting to get anxious and bothering the nurse every few minutes because I felt like I couldn't breathe. I couldn't feel any of my legs, any contractions, I couldn't feel anything from the neck down. The nurse figured that is why I felt like I could not breathe. She was upset because the dr. set the epidural at 12(the highest) and she felt it was too much for my small frame. I was pretty much having a panic attack when they checked me at 11:45 and found that I was fully dilated. They had me start pushing. She kept telling me to take a deep breathe and hold for 10 seconds. The only problem was that I could not take any deep breathes. Finally, when they lowered my epidural I gradually was able to take deep breathes and baby was born within 45 minutes of pushing.

So my experience was good and bad with a good ending of course. I definitely had lower back labor. The only good thing was that I moved from 5.5 to 10 in a matter of two hours.



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Constance Joy's Birth Story


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Soren Vaughn's Birth Story

Soren was being a little lethargic starting Saturday afternoon. I was getting him to move, but only in response to me persuading him. He was having lots of hiccups, though, so that reassured me. I went in for my regular appointment on Monday and let doc know that his movement had been greatly decreased. We did a NST and a biophysical profile u/s. He only got a 4 of 8, so they sent me over to the hospital for extended monitoring. His heart rate was excellent, though it was dipping when I was having contractions. They sent me home with the understanding that I was to be extra vigilant and if he spooked me by not moving around enough I was to go back in for monitoring. I also set up another appointment with my OB for another NST and u/s on Thursday.

So, Wednesday morning, he hadn't moved at all, only some hiccups. Wasn't even responding to my pokes and prods. So off to the hospital we went for monitoring. Again, he looked great on the monitors. My OB came in and basically said that we could do the monitoring every day, or just induce. She said that while it didn't appear that anything was really wrong, there was nothing to gain at this point by letting him bake anymore. So I got admitted and we started teh pitocin at about 12:30 that afternoon.

I progressed pretty quickly. Got my epidural around 4. By a little after six, I was fully dialated and effaced. I started pushing about 6:20. I had to work a little harder this time around, but after about 30 minutes of pushing, out he came.

He was born at 6:50pm on October 24th. 7 lbs. 11 oz. (same as Jensen) and 21 inches long. He is perfectly healthy, just got cramped and lazy, I guess. I'm so glad I held out and got to hear "It's a boy!". He didn't have a name until he was about 30 minutes old. We had spent the afternoon making and narrowing a list of boy names. We had chosen two names and waited to meet him before we chose Soren. He's doing so well, eating like a champ and filling lots of diapers. We are so happy to have our family complete. (Will post some pics once I get them off the camera...)

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Alexis’ Birth Story

Alexis Faith
7lbs 11.8ozs and 19.5inches

I had my c-section scheduled for Nov 1st but if she was going to come early I decided I would try a VBAC. However even being 3cm dilated at my 37 week checkup the doctor said she thought I would make it to my c-section. Then since my doctor was away for the week of my 38 week appointment I saw one of the other doctors. He was afraid to check to see if I was more dilated because he thought it could get things going but I didn’t care and I wanted to know. So he checked and I was 3 and a half cm dilated. He said that I would probably have the baby that week. (This was Tuesday).
On Wednesday the 24th I went to work like I had been and work my shift 7 to 4 though around 3:30 I was starting to have pains but I was blowing them off to gas because I had eaten an unhealthy lunch. By 4 when I was going to head home people were worried about me and my mom didn’t want me to drive home by myself but around 4:30 she finally let me drive the hour home. So I got home at 5:30 and in the car I had been timing what I was now realizing might be contractions and they were about 7 minutes apart. So I called to warn my husband who of course was the only closing manager that day but the other managers were on call. By 6:30 I knew something was wrong I could barely time the contractions they seemed to be on top of each other so I called my husband hysterical and made him come home. As I am calling him my 19 month old is going crazy but I was in to much pain to yell at her so I turned on a movie and let her be. My husband got home and I decided to call the on call doctor who took over a half hour to get back to me and he said to come in right away. Of course we live about 45 minutes away from the hospital so my husband packed up my daughter and we left. We met my sister there so she could take my daughter.
I had called my mom at work to let her know we were on our way and she sent my dad to get my daughter and bring her home and my mom and sister would wait at the hospital. So I made my husband valet park but refused a wheelchair because I still refused to admit I was in labor so we walk though I could barely do that with all the pain. So at 8:30pm we registered and they brought me into a room, where I start puking. The resident doctor said that means you are really in labor but let me see how dilated you are he check and told me I was 7cm this was just after 9pm. Then they kept taking my blood pressure and it was high so they were asking me questions and trying to draw blood but I couldn’t stand the pain and couldn’t focus enough to answer. Around 10pm I finally got my own delivery room and they let me have an epidural around 10:30pm. Of course as soon as they gave me the epidural he checked and I was 10cm and my fluid was bulging. He told the nurse to page the on call doctor because this baby was going to come as soon as he broke the water. So the doctor told the nurse to have him break it he came in the suited up then he told me to start pushing when I felt the urge. Well I did and since the epidural had not kicked in it was horrible pain. But in ten minutes and about 20 pushes Alexis came flying out. At 10:52pm my little girl arrived via VBAC in less then three hours since we got to the hospital. So I got to hold her and they stitched up the 3rd degree rips she caused and I felt the whole thing I think that was the worst part.

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Azshara Riley
6lbs 15 oz

Her birth story is slightly complicated because we had an awful nurse that messed everything up which probably resulted in the c-section.

Induction started off fine, had lots of contractions and pain, I was able to walk around and everything, Doc checked me first thing in the morning like 7am and said we'd probably have her early that afternoon by the way things were looking, I had thinned nicely and dialted 1cm that first hour on pitocin and started getting the bloody show. After that he left and said he'd be back around lunch to check again. I got sick a whole bunch even though I hadn't eaten all day and it was really uncomfortable but I was doing okay. The pain started getting pretty bad by about 11am and the nurse checked again and said I had reached 4cm and could probably get an epi, she called the doctor and asked him and he approved so I got the epidural by 1ish. It was alot of relief and I was able to sleep a bit which was way nice. The doctor came in by 2 and checked me and said I was still a 2 like he had checked before, so the nurse had lied to him and the epi pretty much stopped contractions, at that point he told me that the chances of me delivering vaginally were very slim at this point and they rushed me in to a c-section because I had gotten really sick and shaky- I'm guessing my blood pressure went up but I was too out of it to remember anything from then to her birth.. So that's pretty much how it went, she was born with a full head of hair and nursed great right away, and my milk came in the next morning which was great!

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Saving a spot for Lexie Margene Born Nov 1, 9:11 PM, 19 inches, 7 lb 1 oz, 36 weeks

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Kara's Birth Story

Weight: 6 lbs 9.4 oz
Length: 19.5 inches
Date: Oct. 23, 2007
Time: 12:30am

My water broke at 3:30 Sunday morning but I didn't feel any contractions until a few hours later. Even then those contractions were difficult to tell, they felt more like back pain. But they did get closer together, so I called the off-hours line and my doctor called back saying that she will be expecting to see me at the hospital at 10:00am. I didn't make it to 10, as I left for the hospital at 9:00 because the back pain was getting too unbearable. I got admitted right away and was 2 cm dilated. I labored until around noon, walking around the halls (stopping every 3 minutes to hang on to the railing with each contraction) and sitting on my pilates ball. My poor husband pushed on my lower back each time I had a contraction. By noon time I was 5 cm dilated and got my epidural. I have to give the anesthesiologist credit, he did a great job! It was painful as he was putting the catheter in, but after that I was in heaven. At around 2:00pm the intern doctor checked me (big fellow with big hands = OUCH!) and said that I was 7cm dilated. We were all surprised it was going so fast. He told me that I would start pushing at around 5pm. Unfortunately when the resident checked me at 5pm, she said I was still 5 cm. The epidural had slowed down my contractions, so she recommended that I get pitocin. Later, my blood pressure had dropped to about 80 and the nurse couldn't find the baby's heart beat. Immediately 7 people from the NICU team rushed in and tried to find the baby's heart beat. It was a really scary moment for everyone, especially for me and my DH. They inserted an internal fetal monitor and found that baby was alright. Then I had the most excruciating pain in my hand. I swear it hurt more than the contractions. I think it had to do with my carpal tunnel, and getting an IV in that same hand. My hand felt like it was going to explode. I hadn't cried until this happened. I just wanted someone to cut off my hand. No one had any idea why it was happening and what to do about it. Fortunately someone told me to sit up rather than lie down. So they took out my IV, put it on the other hand, I sat up, and then the pain was diminished like magic. Who knew?! Then at around 11:00pm, I started to feel pressure down there and was told that I was ready to push. The moment had come! I pushed and pushed and with one more push, she would come out. Everyone was ready but no contraction was anywhere in sight for at least a few minutes. I was thinking, oh no, I came this far just to get a c-section in the end??? But with or without a contraction I pushed and out she came at 12:30am Tuesday morning. I held her for the very first time and fell in love immediately.

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Mena Kathryn 10/29

So... I wake up bright and early at 6am and call L&D to see when I need to come in. I am hoping for the afternoon so I can get more stuff done. Yeah, nope, she said when can you get here? We arrive at 730 at the hospital after having my dad come over and stay with Beckett. I cried the whole way to the hospital because I told DS I would see him in the morning and left before he woke up.

My dr. comes in my room at 8ish and breaks my water which was NOT fun as I was only fingertip dialated and still really long. After much prodding and poking it was a done deal, we were having a baby :shock:

My IV got started after a really long painful poke and a second try in a new spot. Apparently I have small veins. The pitocin was started around 915. So I kept having to pee, they let me drink water the whole time which was awesome. It was so disgusting having to get up to go pee with my water broken, I leaked EVERYWHERE and would just be laying in bed and would gush, it was soooooo gross!!!

Contractions started but were bearable until around 130, 200. Standing was heavenly and I was allowed to move around my room and use a birthing ball it was great. By this time the pitocin was as high as they could give me and my contrax were pretty hard but I was doing okay.

All of the sudden they started getting nasty, and I mean nasty. It went from barely bareable to horrid in about 5 minutes. At this time I was begging for my epidural.

The epidural lady came in and was less than friendly to say the least. She administered some phentnyl (sp) along witht he epidural to numb until it kicked in. Well the phent was heavenly, however, it only lasted about 20 minutes. My contrax started coming strong and frequent again and I could feel everything. The epidural DID NOT WORK!! She came in gave me another does of the phent then lidocaine after that since nothing was touching the contrax I was having. They were literally off the tape, you couldn't see the peak. They were right on top of each other and I was having back labor, woo hoo!!

It was about 3 and I was 5cm, this is when the contrax were unbearable and I don't recall much from this other than the fact that I was in mind numbing pain and that is why I don't remember!!! They checked me again I think around 4 and I was fully dialated and ready to push. People were rushing around the room and the nurse told me I could start bearing down if it made me feel better and boy did it!!

I pushed for about 15 minutes, I think less, maybe four or five contrax. Her head was out and I didn't even have to push to get her body out and boy did it hurt waiting for him to suction out her mouth/nose, phew!!! As soon as she was out I felt like a new woman, it didn't hurt anymore, it was the weirdest feeling having my belly empty out like that. I had a local anesthetic for episiotomy and to be stiched up, other than that, I felt EVERYTHING!!!!

Out she came at 4:14, 6lbs, 11oz, 20" long!!

My epidural worked on my right leg from the knee down :roll: I think maybe she botched the job! So I was up limping around on one leg to go pee and such, I didn't have to get a catheter and was able to be up and around almost immediately, except for my stupid right leg!

All in all it was a great experience, much better than with DS, the hospital staff was awesome and we even got a private room. It was great!!

Thanks for reading!!

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Alyssa Katherine

Alyssa Katherine
Date of birth 11/2/07 (39 weeks 4 days)
8 lbs 7 oz
20 1/4 in long

Her Birth Story (the whole long crazy story filled with drama)

My water broke 3:17am on Thursday morning. I was kind of in denial because I had previously had a little scare that was very similar. I still felt small drips from time to time, but I didn't feel any contractions, so I went to work. Throughout the morning I kept feeling little leaks, but I wasn't sure if it was my bladder or my water. At 10:25, I felt another big gush of water. I was pretty sure this was it, but I still didn't feel any contractions. Since I realized that it had probably all started at 3:17 I realized that the time clock was probably ticking pretty fast now so I called my doc, my husband and headed to my docs office. He did a ph strip test, but said it was inconclusive (nice thing to tell a big, hormonal pregnant woman by the way). He then asked if I had been having contractions. I, of course, responded I don't think so. They decided to come in to measure her heartbeat to ensure she was not in distress. As they began to use the doppler, I felt Alyssa move. The nurse then said "Has your stomach been doing this all morning?" I said "Yes, she's been moving around all morning." The nurse then explained that I WAS having contractions. The doctor then said that I was in labor which meant my water had broken and the time clock was quickly ticking away. He admitted me into the hospital at 1:00 pm. He said he would allow me to labor naturally until 3:30, but then if things weren't progressing we would have to talk inducing to avoid danger to me and the baby. Well I was at 2cm at 1 and then at 3:30 I was up to about 4 cm. He said "Unfortunately, that is not enough progress fast enough because sometimes Pitocin can take up to 12 hours which means if we're going to have a vaginal birth, we need to get this show on the road." I agreed even though I was scared to death of Pitocin. Well I continued with active labor progressing a cm every two hours or so. By 11:00pm, I was at 8 cm. The contractions were one on top of the other and I could barely speak. I then realized how very tired I was (I had been up almost 24 hours and in active labor for about 8 hours). I explained to Joe that I wanted something to take the edge off so that I could have more energy for the birth because the contractions were wearing me out. He said "Whatever you think is best for you and our daughter is fine." They gave me Nubane for the pain and boy was that a welcome relief. I was actually able to relax between contractions because I only really felt awful at the peaks. The nubane worked until about 1:30. At 1:30, I was completely exhausted and back into nonstop contractions. I asked if I could possibly have another dose of Nubane because the doctor explained I was only at 8 and a half and it could be a few more hours. The doctor said I know you don't want the epidural, so we'll try it, but be aware the second dose will not work as well. He was right. By 2:30, I told Joe that if this continued I would not have the strength to push out our daughter and I started considering the epidural. Joe said "Are you sure that's what you want?" I explained that I was scared I wouldn't have the energy to push her out or even hold her after she was born. He again said "Whatever you think is best for you and the baby." I asked the doctor for an estimate of how long to get to ten and he said "Could be 30 minutes, could be hours." That was enough for me! I said I would like the epidural. They had some difficulty administering it because due to my medical condition there was some fusing in my spine. After the administered the epidural, I slept for two hours only waking when they checked my vitals. At 3:30, I began running a fever. The doctor said it was apparent that my water had broken at 3:17 and that he had to administer antibiotics to prevent any dangerous outcome. Well at 5:30, my doc said I was 9 and 1/2 cm. At 6:30, he said that if we were going to do this vaginally we had to try to push through the last 1/2 cm. Well let me just say THANK GOD FOR THE EPIDURAL!! As you push, the doctor spreads the area if you know what I mean. Well, by 8:00 we made it to ten. Then the doc said he had more bad news. Even though I was dialated there was a lip on my cervix blocking the baby's entrance. He then said if we really wanted to do this vaginally we could try to push through the cervix. Well by 10:00 we had finally pushed through the cervix. The doc comes back and said congratulations, but I have more bad news. Your pelvic bone has not moved at all. Basically we think that my pelvic bone is also fused together. So he holds up his hands to show me the opening size she would have to fit through to get into the birth canal. He explained we can keep trying to push her out, but there's a good chance that if we wait too long we'll have to do an emergency c-section. I said "So basically, we're probably going to have a c-section, but if we have it now it will be better for her." He said that it would keep her from going into distress. I said let's do that then. They started prepping me at 11:00, they brought Joe in at 11:52 and Alyssa was born at 11:57. I had to have a spinal to do the c-section. The whole experience was not at all what I expected, but SO TOTALLY WORTH IT!!!

Pics of the beautiful new edition to our family and all the folks who already love her so much!!

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Reserving Hunter a spot!

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DOB 11/11, overdue at 41 weeks
Weight 8lbs 1oz
21" long

Well, it all started last Wednesday I guess.

Had a sweep done at the hospital, since I was then 3 days overdue. That afternoon I had started to get some braxton hicks, but nothing major.

Over the next couple of days, I started to lose my mucous plug, and feeling nauseous and crampy, so I knew something was happening, just whether or not it happened before the planned induction on Monday I wasn't sure.

Ex-DP was driving up on Saturday morning just so he would be there for the inducing on Monday, but when I woke up on Saturday morning, I felt something was going to happen, even considered telling him to drive a bit faster!

By Saturday dinner time I was having some contractions, every 7 minutes, and getting stronger. Didn't tell anyone at this point just in case it was a false alarm. By 9PM, I was certain this was it. Contractions every 6 mins and getting way more intense, so I phoned the hospital, and they said as soon as they get to every 5 minutes to go and get checked.

Ended up getting to the hospital at 2AM, got checked and was told I was still only 1cm dilated, and 50% effaced, pretty much where I had been on Wednesday! I felt like crying, by this point I was struggling, but was sent home to sit it out a bit longer.

Got back home about 5am, my mum and ex-dp went to bed, and I tried to doze, but the contractions had started to get to every 4 mins, and unbearable in my back.

By 6.45am, I was waking my mum and ex up... I had had enough, I couldn't stand the pain any longer, so we went back to the hospital, and I was now 3-4cm, completely effaced.

Since I was obviously really struggling by this point, I was admitted to labour, and by 9am was on gas & air... it felt so good (then!).

I had been hoping to be mobile during labour to help move things along, but when they checked babies heart rate, the baseline was 95, so I had to stay attached to the monitor throughout.

The next couple of hours were a blur. The pain was so intense I was finding it hard to breathe through them, so was offered an epidural. By the time everything was set-up though, there was an emergency, so I couldnt get it for another hour. This was at 11.

Around 11.45 I started feeling the urge to push, so I was checked and was fully dilated, so I was then told to push when I felt the urge, and to do that for an hour, then I would be instructed when to push.

That was when things got really tricky. I pushed for about 45 minutes, then the babies heartrate dropped to quite alarming levels, and suddenly the room was filled with people.

My legs were put in stirrups, and was told they would have to give me an episiotomy, and get the baby out by ventouse.

I was in so much pain I didn't even care about the pain of the cutting. I just wanted to not be in pain, and for baby to be OK!

After cutting, it took 2 pushes and some pulling by the consultant, and Oliver was born at 13.02, with cord around his neck. He was then taken to Special care for some oxygen and to check his heart and lungs, while I was being stitched up.

Thankfully, everything was OK, and he was returned to me a few hours later, after I had bathed and eaten.

He was born weighing 8lbs 1oz, 21" long and absolutely perfect. He slept like an angel, and hasn't really cried. He sleeps through the night, and has taken to the breast quite well, although my nipples are starting to dry out, which is SORE!

I'm glad it's all over with, and my ex is a doting father, so sweet with Oliver, doing all the nappy changes.

I'll try and catch up with the numerous posts this week, congrats to all the new mamas!

Here are some pictures, sorry they're so big!

Me & Oliver

Oliver with daddy

Me & Oliver with Grandad and Auntie Lois

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Violet Linn
Nov 5th (39wks6d)
8lb13oz, 20 1/2 in.
Bright and early Monday morning the 5th we got up and went to the hospital at 7:30. The plan was to assess me, see if any progress had been made and decide what to start wiht, cervadil or pitocin. I was bummed to find that no progress had been made, so we set out to start cervadil. It took about an hour to get it to us, and when the nurse went to place it, to all of our shock she said I had dilated to 3 cm in that hour! We were all excited and switched the plan over to starting pitocin. After about 2 hours of pitocin, gradually increased and still holding at 4cm, by body freaked out andstayed contracting. Violet's hr dropped and I hadto come off the pit completely, for about 1 1/2 hrs. I was getting a little frustrated to say the least...contrx were 2 min apart, uncomfortable and not doing much. We started the pit again, and at 4pm after no more change decided to break my water. I think my water was broken around 4:30ish....and then all hell broke loose. I started having contraction on top of contraction, and it was the WORST pain I have ever felt. I was screaming, trying to bite dh, it was awful. it took about 20 min to get the anethesiologist to get the fentanol marcane in and in those 20 min i dilated from 4 to 9 and was just about ready to push. My dr wasn't there, so they unplugged the pit and with the drugs I was relaxed and we sort of just let the contrx happen in hopes the dr would get there very soon! (I really wanted her to deliver me....i also wanted my mom there.) So both of them got there just in time for me to start pushing, yea! I pushed through three contrx and she was born! It was so easy, I can't even believe it, especially since she was 8-13. It was a wonderful time, everyone was so excited and surprised that she was a she (except me!) and the dr let us take her time with her insetead of whisking her off for all the weights and measures, etc.
The time in the hospital was great, my body has recovered very quickly, I had no tearing, i didn't even need an ice pack ever for swelling, I am so thankful. Grace visited the next day and is such a love to her baby sister. She wants to touch her and hug her and rock her and sing to her...I couldn't be more happy with how things are going with them so far!

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Our beautiful baby girl, Lily Jane was born last Thursday 8 Nov at 2.27pm, 6lb 11oz and 19 inches. She is just gorgeous and we are so much in love its crazy!!!! Smile

After an eventful start to the week (as per my post about ending up in hospital with elevated BP and mild contrax on Monday), we spent the next couple of days waiting and wondering what the continued mild contrax might be doing to my dilation (I was 2.5cm on Monday) and if our LO was going to make an early arrival. On Thurs morning, I started to notice the contrax increase in distance apart, although they had fluctuated all week so I kept telling DH that i'm sure it wasn't the "real thing" and that they would subside again just as they had other times. But our DH seemed to think it was all going to happen this time and started timing my contrax around 7am (they were about 8 mins apart, lasting for about 30 secs and very bearable). By around 9am, they were definitely getting closer (6 mins) and more intense so DH rang the hospital and asked when we should come in (given the events from earlier in the week and the fact that I was still just shy of 37 weeks). They told us to come in when the contrax had been 5 mins apart for an hour. DH and I paced around the house using our breathing techniques to help me through each contraction as by now they were getting more intense and definitely stopping me in my tracks. In between my contrax we were trying to update my email address list ready for the announcement (I had only finished work the previous Friday and had thought i'd had 4 weeks left to do all these things!!!)

Around 11am the contrax were 4-5 mins apart and intense enough that I felt ready to leave for the hospital (we only live 15 mins away so I wanted to labour at home as long as I could). After we got checked into the birthing suite, they checked me (around 12pm) and said I was 4cm dilated. DH and I were a bit disappointed thinking that I would have been further along after all that intensity!! But it turned out things were just hotting up....! They ran the tub for me and I hopped in (I really wanted to labour in the water but didn't want to actually give birth in the tub) - the warm water was so soothing but it wasn't long before the contrax were too intense and the water was only just making me hot and bothered. I ended up trying the birth ball as well, but found the best position by this point was kneeling on the bed, leaning over the raised back of the bed. I really felt quite in control in this position, despite the fact that it was very painful by this point!! I was quite determined to try to go natural if I could (although I have nothing against the epidural if I needed it!!) and it was so good to hear the midwife tell me that I was now in transition (it was around 1pm by this point).....woohoo - not long to go now!! Transition was definitely the worst....I sat at 9cm for a while (I think around 30 mins) and sucked on the nitrous oxide to help me through each contraction. I'm not sure if it actually made me feel the contractions less, but it definitely helped psychologically to be sucking on the tube!!! It was really hard not to push before the 10cm as the urge got so overwhelming.....finally the midwife said I was good to push and I actually felt a bit better then because I felt I was in control of the situation and able to do something about working the baby out. I think I ended up pushing for about 30 mins and out she came at 2.27pm!! DH had phoned my mum (who lives not far from teh hospital) when the head first started to show and she made it into the birthing suite just as Lily came out....she was soooo happy that we shared that with her. DH and I were both really shocked when they said it was a girl.....we both were so sure we had a little boy in there! Wink I was so tired and I think I was just lying there in shock for a while.....everything had happened so quickly (only 7.5 hours of actual labour) and now we had a little baby girl....

We got home from the hospital today so now just have to settle into "regular" life as a family Smile I'm so excited to be home, I can't wait to experience everything with our gorgeous little girl.... Smile

Oh, and here are a few pics....

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Her story really begins a few days before her actual birth. Thursday night I was sent to L&D by my doc because I was dehydrated and he wanted me to get IV fluids. While there I still had protein in my urine also and my blood pressure was higher than normal. So, he decided to do a 24 hour urine analysis on me. I was sent home with instructions to catch all my pee, keep it on ice and bring it back Saturday morning. Friday night we decided to have some friends over to play cards. I'd been on bedrest for 2 weeks and really just wanted a change of pace from watching TV all the time. So, while we were playing I began having contractions. (My friends swears they were brought on by the mexican cheese dip we ate!) They were fairly regular, but not strong, so I just kept on playing and didn't say anything. I was able to sleep Friday night, and Saturday morning was still having them, although they really weren't too much stronger than before.

We arrived at the hospital to drop off my pee and thought we were just going to leave it and go, but my doc wanted to monitor me until the results came back. So, I'm strapped to a monitor in evaluation and we sat, watching TV. The monitor started picking up my contractions immediately, and they were coming about 8 minutes apart. They were getting stronger, but still weren't too bad. The nurse checked me and I was still not dilated at all. Eventually the urine results came back, and my doc and the on call doc decided that since the protein level was still high, since I was already having contractions, to admit me. DH and I were really surprised and overwhelmed by this...we were expecting to drop off the pee and then go eat breakfast, and now we were being admitted to the hospital and wouldn't leave until we had a baby!

The plan was to let me contract and labor throughout the day, and hopefully I would begin to dilate on my own. The on call doc was going to come in around 4pm to check me again and administer Cervidil if I needed it.All day long I sat, eating only clear liquids and popsicles...remember, I hadn't even had breakfast that day! I was not happy with the thought of no real food until after delivery! When the doc came in to check me, I still hadn't dilated...of course. So, Cervidil was administered and I would be left for 12 hours. The night was rough. The good thing was my parents and my DHs mother and sister all arrived and I got to see them, but the contractions were getting strong and coming closer together by the second. I was finally given Staydol (sp?) to help with the pain, and it worked. It only lasted for 1 1/2 hours at a time though, so I would wake up feeling a contraction after an hour and a half pretty much to the minute. I didn't get much good sleep that night, and DH, who was worried about my pain and was watching the monitor like a hawk, didn't sleep at all. At 4:30am Sunday morning, the nurses came in and removed the Cervidil. I still hadn't dilated, so Pitocin was started.Once the Pit started, the morning was horrid. The contractions started coming two minutes apart and were strong. I did my breathing through them, and DH said he was really surprised and proud of how well I handled the contractions. At 8:20 my doc (who I LOVE) came in and checked me. GUESS WHAT? NO DILATION! I was still firmly closed. He sighed and looked at me with a small smile. Basically, I wasn't going to dilate on my own, he didn't think, especially since I'd been contracting regularly for nearly 24 hours and the contractions were already really close together. He also said that while it wasn't an emergency yet, Caroline's heartrate dropped a little with each contraction, which he wasn't thrilled about. He recommended a c-section and I looked at DH, who nodded, and the decision was made.

Everything happened really fast after that. I was taken off the Pit, I got up for a quick shower and then was rolled off. I had a spinal block, which was seriously the weirdest feeling I'd ever had. DH was given scrubs and we were in the OR. It seemed like no time and the doc said, "Dad, get the camera ready, she's coming out!" and then we heard her cry. That is BY FAR the best sound I've ever heard. She was cleaned up a bit, then I got to meet her and then they took her off. DH went with her, and he got all the family and everyone met her. It was about 30 minutes and I was wheeled back into our room. She was still under the heating lights, but really soon after I got in there they had me set up to nurse. We're working on the nursing. It gets better everyday. My milk is in now, so that's really made a huge difference.

She is happy and healthy! My recovery is going well...can't complain!
Caroline Marie
11.11.07 @ 9:50am
39w5d gestation
6lbs 15oz 19 1/2 in long

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OK, this is REALLY long, but I just didn't want to leave anything out.  It was the most amazing day in my life, and I just feel so blessed and thankful every time I look back on each moment that led up to meeting my precious baby girl, and each moment afterward.  What a gift!!

The Birth of Lucy Shea!!!

You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.(Matthew 5:14-16)

I was thinking of Lucy’s name the week before her birth, and how it means “luminous,” and the above verse is what the Lord gave me for her.Through the expectation of her birth and through her arrival, I see how she’s brought light into our lives in so many ways, and I also see how God desires for her to be a light for Him.

First of all, she’s brought light into our lives through the miracle of her conception.After TTC for many, many months, I had become so discouraged.I kept asking God why He would place a desire in my heart and leave it unfulfilled.He began to teach me that it wasn’t that He was going to leave it unfulfilled, but instead He was placing that desire in my heart early on as a way to prepare me for the path He had already walked ahead of me.Towards the end of my pregnancy, people kept saying “I’m sure you are SO ready to not be pregnant anymore!” and I would just look at them and smile.Yes, I was ready not to be pregnant anymore because that would mean my baby would be in my arms, but not because I was unhappy in my pregnancy.Not a day passed by, even with all of the sickness and discomfort, that I did not thank God for allowing me to take such an amazing journey, and I think had I gotten pregnant easily, I would have missed out on feeling that blessing.I’m not saying that people who get pregnant easily don’t feel the same way.I just remember several years back getting really discouraged by how negative people were about being parents, and I remember asking God to give me a thankful heart once we were parents.I truly believe that our having to “wait for Lucy” longer than we had anticipated was God’s answer to that prayer of mine so many years ago.

Lucy’s also brought light into our lives after some very dark times.On December 30th, 2006 I received a call that my husband was going into emergency surgery and was then diagnosed with testicular cancer.So many dreams seemed placed on hold or completely over, and so much of life seemed uncertain.Before his surgery, I had been struggling with contentment—wanting to be pregnant, not liking my job, etc.—and within a matter of a few hours, nothing else in life seemed to matter other than making sure my husband was going to be okay.God was using this dark time to teach me though—to teach me that there was a purpose for me being employed where I was (benefits to cover Michael’s condition) and there was a reason we had not gotten pregnant just yet: He was, once again, asking us to wait so that He could prepare us for the perfect time—HIS perfect time.

Lucy also has lit up a very dark time for my family, which was the passing of my Daddy in July.I have heard so many people say how God often brings about a new life once there has been a death, and Lucy certainly has breathed new life into my family.I still grieve more than I can express over not being able to see my Daddy with her and not even being able to tell him about her.But God is teaching me His sovereignty through this situation.I don’t understand why it had to be this way, but I know that I can ultimately trust my Jesus, and the light of Lucy’s birth reminds me that I can trust Him not only in the good times, but also in the bad.

I can also see the bigger picture of how God desires for her to be HIS light throughout her life.I don’t know what all that entails, but I do know I must continually be willing to give this precious gift back to the One who’s placed her in my life.I must look to Him daily to help me show Him to her through everything I do and to guide her to Him.I cannot wait to see what God has in store for my little girl!!

…But I’m getting a bit ahead of myself now, because I know you’re all very anxious to hear how she made her way into this world in the first place!So, here goes…

I couldn’t really sleep much the nights prior to Lucy’s birth—I was so anxious and excited and scared and nervous and…well, basically every emotion you can think of!A friend of mine (Thank you, Angie!) sent me some scriptures to look over and I just poured over them that whole week.And even with as nervous as I was, I had this amazing peace and confidence knowing that my Jesus had gone before me—anything that was about to happen He had ordained, so I knew I could rest in Him…easier said than done sometimes, but He continually reminded me of that truth even in my “fleshly” momentsJ

I got up around 5:40 on Thursday morning and took a shower.As I stood in the shower I started praying, and the main thing I remember coming out of my mouth was “Lord, I just want to be thankful every single day of Lucy’s life—I don’t ever want to take her for granted or forget what a miracle she is.Help me to praise you in the good AND bad days…”

After I took my shower, I got everyone else up in the house and gave Michael his present—a green hat with the words “Lucy’s Daddy” stitched on the front.

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…I was STARVING that morning!I couldn’t eat anything past midnight, and for some reason if I get up earlier than usual I’m REALLY really hungry.I would later be VERY happy I didn’t give in and eat or drink anything though…

Before we left the house, Michael, Mom and I prayed for the event that was about to take place, and before we left, it was as if Michael and I both just stopped and looked into the house, realizing that next time we would be standing there, it would be with our little Lucy!

I kept staring down at my belly and rubbing it on the way to the hospital—what was it going to be like when she wasn’t in there anymore?I remember being worried that I was going to get depressed about her not being inside of me anymore.It’s something I’ve really prayed about throughout my pregnancy…

We left the house around 7AM.Traffic was CRAZY, but we arrived on time.I had no idea it would take so long to get admitted though.You have to tell them your name and why you’re there and then wait for them to call your name to get in all of the paperwork.I had sent mine in ahead of time, so I figured they’d just send me on up, but that didn’t exactly happen.I was just so excited to get everything started!Soon after we had arrived, Michael’s dad, mom, and sister came in.  Here's us anxiously waiting in the lobby!

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DH and I went back into a little cubicle area where they got us all registered and starting the multitude of arm bands that would soon be on my right arm.One of the forms I signed was allowing the hospital staff to medically care for the baby, and underneath I had to write in my relationship to the patient: “mother.”What a cool feeling!!Then, the guy registering us put me in a wheelchair and we all headed for the elevator and the maternity suites—it was finally happening!I couldn’t believe it!

They wheeled us all into my room and we all sat in there for a bit before the nursing staff came in.


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The nurses came in and I got dressed in my “lovely” gownJAfter that, they started hooking the monitors up

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They did a quick u/s to see if Lucy had flipped—nope, still in the exact same spot.But they figured out what that “little knobby thing” was I had been feeling for months—she had her fists up over her face!(and she still likes to sprawl out like that)

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But I’m getting ahead of myself againJ

…I was having several contractions (nothing incredibly consistent) and I had also been having a BUNCH the night before, so I think Lucy was planning to make her appearance soon even if the C-section had not been scheduled.

The nurses came in after a bit and said another woman had come in who was scheduled to have a C-section at a later date but her water had broken, so my surgery got bumped back a bit.I was actually kind of relieved—I did NOT feel ready to go into surgery yet!Around that time they had me drink this cup of antacid or something like that—I can still taste it.It was like a liquefied version of the sour coating on a warhead candy!

The IV getting put in was not near as bad as I had anticipated.Definitely a big prick, but bearable.It sure was uncomfortable once they got the fluid going though—it was so cold and stung.And then came the catheter…*cringe*O…my…GOSH!No one had prepared me for how bad that was going to hurt….and that started my first big meltdown of the day.For some reason it just sent my nerves over the edge and I started getting REALLY nervous and anxious.Michael was amazing though.I had told him the night before that the one thing that really comforts me when I’m hurting or anxious is to have my head rubbed—and there he was, rubbing my head.He kept encouraging me and telling me what a great job I was doing.His love and support was so amazing…I love him so much!

I met with Dr. R a bit before the surgery.I had really prayed she would get to deliver Lucy, so that’s another reason that the scheduled C-section was a blessing. (There are 4 doctors in the practice, and if I had gone into labor on my own and she wasn’t on call one of the other 3 would have delivered RK.)Michael got his scrubs on—doesn’t he look adorable??!

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and then they started wheeling me back around 11:25 to the OR.The family followed until we reached the waiting area.Michael had to wait there, too (which made my anxiety increase even more, but it was something I was prepared for, and I knew they would bring him back soon.)As they were wheeling me back I started having the worst feeling.I remember thinking, “I just do NOT want to do this—I don’t want to be here right now.”I don’t know that I’ve ever had that exact feeling—it wasn’t that I didn’t want to meet my little girl, but I just remember wishing there was some other way.But I knew there was no turning back.I was just so nervous to go through the surgery and especially anxious about the soon-to-come spinal…

We reached the OR at 11:28 (so the C-section was an hour and a half delayed.)I remember looking at the clock and not being able to read it myself because I was so nervous and then glancing quickly around the room—there were these huge round lights on the ceiling and it was SO bright in there.I remember noticing the operating table, too—it looks so tiny!It was covered with like a green sheet and there was a little pillow at the top.They wheeled my bed right up to the left side of the operating table and then I had to move over to the operating table—NOT a very easy task when you’ve been laying flat and have a big round belly in front of you!Also, the catheter was still very uncomfortable, and I was so afraid I was going to somehow rip it out if I moved the wrong way.The nurse helped me roll over to my right side and then we slowly but surely got me over to the operating table.I sat up on the end of the table with the nurse in front of me, and the anesthesiologist got me all prepped for the spinal—when they say they’re going to rub your back down they aren’t lying!It felt like I had an SOS pad being ground in my back (getting my tattoo was more comfortable than that!)Then came time for the spinal.*shudders*The nurse was so good about telling me to breath out the pain (although a part of me was thinking “seriously?I’m actually going to breathe out this pain??Yea RIGHT!!” LOL!It did help keep me somewhat calm though.)and the anesthesiologist reminded me how I needed to slouch and round my back over and that I was going to feel some pressure/stinging.Holy COW!It was really intense burning and it lasted a lot longer than I had anticipated..It starting kicking in almost immediately though.I started feeling this crazy-warm sensation from my belly down to my legs and they quickly got me laying down flat (before I lost all feeling!)At first, it actually felt pretty good.I was tingly all over and somewhat numb, but I still had control over my body.After he finished the spinal though and I was getting laid down I had my second big meltdown for the day.I just remember wanting DH in there with me.And then the spinal REALLY went into effect. I got to wear I could feel NOTHING and it was seriously one of the worst feelings ever.I started getting very anxious and just wanted DH in there so badly, and I just had this overwhelming sense of “I REALLY don’t want to be in here right now...I don’t know if I can do this…but I know I have to…”

They got the big blue sheet put up (I don’t know that I was expecting it to be so close to my face—It was at the top of my breasts, so literally right in front of my face), and then the doctor pinched me with some tweezers—which I didn’t feel at ALL.

DH finally got to come in and he sat to my left. He grabbed my hand (the right hand was kind of strapped and the left was laid out flat as well but it was free for DH to be able to hold) and started stroking my head and telling me, once again, what a great job I was doing.

I also had the most AMAZING nurse at the top of my head—she was so sweet and comforting and I felt so blessed that she was there with me.

I remember looking over to the left corner of the room at one point and seeing everything set up for Lucy—it was so weird to think that in a matter of minutes my daughter would be over there!

Michael handed over his camera to one of the nurses who offered to take pics and he had his ihpone ready to take pics as well.Then they got started.I just kept thinking, “I do NOT want to do this right now…I know I have to so that I can meet my daughter but I wish there were another way…”(have I mentioned this feeling before??HeheeJ)

…And then I heard the words “Michael, you’ll want to look up—she’s got her butt up in the air!”I saw some hesitation in Michael’s eyes as he looked at me and then finally peeked his head to look over the sheet.He later told me he was glad he didn’t watch the whole thing as there was a LOT of blood.Then the doctors said “She’s already PEEING everywhere!” and then she was OUT!It was 11:55 AM.The held her up over the sheet on my left side and I think we both started crying.

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…I remember thinking I couldn’t believe how BIG and chubby she looked!Was she REALLY inside of my belly??!I was so overcome with emotion that my daughter had made her arrival—I just couldn’t believe it!Even as I type this my heart is racing as I think of what an amazing moment it was to see her for the first time.It made it all worth it those feelings of “I don’t want to do this.”I can’t say that I really would like to go through a C-section again, but at the same time I would do it again in a heartbeat to have my precious daughter here.

They took her over to that left corner of the room and Michael looked at me so sweetly and asked, “Can I go over there with her??”Michael then rushed over there to meet his daughter—it was so precious!

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The nurse behind me then stepped in and started rubbing my head and talking to me.She even pulled the left side of the sheet back so I could see what they were doing—and then I heard them say it: “8 pounds, 1 oz”!

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I couldn’t believe it!I knew the u/s had shown her to be close to 8 pounds, but they aren’t always accurate with their guestimates.Her head also measured at 15 inches in diameter.The dr made a comment that it was good we did a C-section, because if she had flipped and I went into labor, we would have ended up doing a C-section most likely.I’m going to try not to give TMI here, but I seriously don’t think my body could have handled her coming out “down there” just for several different reasons which I will spare you the details ofJThe dr also kept saying “Your stomach is SO flat now!You were all baby!!”I didn’t really believe them when they said it, as I thought they were just being nice, but it sure did make me feel good to hear that!

DH soon got to bring Lucy over to meet me—he was so proud of her and I just couldn’t get over her—I kept saying it over and over, “She’s just SO pretty!”They soon unstrapped my arms and let me hold her, too.That was something I was NOT expecting to get to do, and it thrilled my heart more than I can even express.

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Her eyes were opened up wide and she immediately started staring into my eyes—it was the most amazing moment, and there are just no words to explain what I was feeling.I couldn’t believe she had been inside my belly and now she was in my arms…amazing…And DH was just so excited as well—he couldn’t stop staring at her either!It was so awesome to see him with her—it was something I had really looked forward to throughout my pregnancy, and it totally exceeded my expectations.He instantly went into a Daddy instinct and has been so amazing with her—he’s actually better than anyone else at changing her diaper!See in our first family photo how he is just staring right at her—so precious!

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They had to take her back over to the left corner of the room to check some other things and DH went with her (I wanted him to!) and the nurse asked me “Are you started to feel nauseous?” and just as the words left her mouth, this horrible feeling of nausea overtook me.She gave me a little tray in case I started throwing up (how do you throw up laying down anyway?!) and I leaned my head over to the left and just kept praying “Please, Lord, I don’t want to throw up—please let this pass.”It was the worst case of nausea I had ever experienced in my life—like the first 14 weeks of my pregnancy all combined into a matter of minutes.The nurse said it was totally normal at this point and it had something to do with what they were doing to my uterus.She gave me something to try and calm it down.I kept dry heaving and gagging, but it passed fairly quickly without me throwing anything up.(Thank you, Lord!)And that was when I remembered how hungry I had been up until the surgery and was SO thankful I hadn’t had a single thing to eat or drink

They started sewing me up and were almost finished when the dr peeked her head over the top of the sheet.“I’ve got you all sewn up but now we’ve discovered that we’re missing a sponge.It’s probably laying around somewhere but we’re going to do an X-ray just to make sure.”(Thank goodness they count all that stuff ahead of time—I had remembered when I first came into the OR they were counting all of the operating utensils—how many pairs of scissors do they really need??!I quickly had turned my head in another direction to try and avoid thinking of what was going to be opening up my tummy!)

They sent DH and the baby out of the room while they did the X-ray and then the tech said it would be about 10-15 minutes when they’d call with the results.I remember thinking, “I just want this to all be over with!”They called and stated they found a drain—which is something that definitely was NOT in my stomach!They were going to do another u/s and Dr R called them back and they decided it was probably the angle but that something was in there and they probably needed to open me back up to get it out.This time, I could REALLY feel the pulling and tugging.I’m not sure if I was feeling pain or not, but I had been in there for over and hour, and the spinal only lasts about 2, so they decided it would be best to give me some med to help through this last bit.DH was back in the room with our precious baby girl at that point.The nurse said “This is what we use to make you sleep during surgery but we’re going to give you just a TINY bit to get this part finished up—you’ll probably go to sleep for just a little bit.”I think I said “OK” and that’s all I remember!I woke up just as they had finished.So, technically I had two surgeries that morning, and gave birth TWICE—first to a beautiful baby girl, and second to a bloody sponge!DH later told me Dr R was pretty upset about the whole thing.I guess the staff in the room is supposed to keep a better count on all of that stuff and just as she was finishing sewing me up the first time, someone said, “Um, we’re missing a sponge.”She couldn’t just leave me opened up so they went ahead and finished sewing me up while they waited for the x-ray tech.

After it was all over (PTL!) they snapped a quick shot of DH, Lucy, and Dr R

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and placed Lucy in my arms and then wheeled us back over to my room.We didn’t think anyone would get to see her until after I had been in recovery for awhile, but since the waiting area was on the way to my room they let us stop for just a few moments.As we turned the corner I could see my momma just jumping up and down and all excited.I pulled her cap off so they could see her dark, curly/kinky hair and they all snapped several quick pictures.


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They all said how beautiful she is and I was still spouting off every few minutes “She’s just SO pretty!”.

We didn’t get back to my room until around 1:15 (due to the birth of the sponge!) and I was getting very uncomfortable.The spinal had almost all worn off by the time they got me started on morphine, so the morphine just was NOT helping.They had to up my dosage of it two more times before it finally started helping, and by then I was SO doped up that I couldn’t really see.I tried to post an update on things that night and I literally had my face as close to the screen as possible and I still could barely make anything out.


We spent time with family that afternoon, everyone getting acquainted with the newest member of the T household, and then DH and I spent our first of many sleepless nights with our little girl!I don’t think it would have been so bad except I literally could NOT keep my eyes opened from all of the morphine I was on, and DH was dozing off as well.One of the nurses came in around 3AM and said “Why don’t you just let me take her to the nursery for a few hours so ya’ll can sleep, then I’ll bring her back in when it’s time for her to eat.”(I had made it VERY clear that she was not to have a pacifier or a bottle!)I was a little hesitant—I kept thinking of this TV movie I had seen when I was younger called “Switched at birth,” and it’s been a huge fear of mine since that I would get the wrong baby.We both desperately needed a few hours of sleep though, so they took Lucy to the nursery and wheeled her cart back in at 6AM…I say her “cart” because Lucy wasn’t actually IN it…They have these security bands they place on the baby, you and your DH so any time she gets taken from the room they match the numbers on the bracelet to make sure you get the your baby…well, the nurse calls out the number and it didn’t match.DH gets up and goes over to her cart and says, “Um, that’s not our baby!”The nurse was mortified and was like “This has never happened before.”She took the baby away to go “find” Lucy.I was panicked!I couldn’t believe that had just happened.Thankfully though, they brought Lucy back in, safe and sound.Apparently, they had quite a few babies in the nursery and Lucy had gotten fussy so they moved her into a swing then mixed her up with another baby.*sigh*Looking back on it, I have to laugh that it happened, but deep down it REALLY scared me, and DH and I decided from that moment on that Lucy would be staying within our sight at all times!

It’s kind of funny when I look back on it all—the whole sponge thing and then the baby mix-up—you would think I’d say I would never deliver at that hospital again, but I really don’t feel that way.The nursing staff was amazing—so helpful (except for one lady who kept questioning every time I asked for pain medicine and she wouldn’t give it to me every 3 hours like I was supposed to have it.Grrrr….!)and very encouraging.And even with all of the mishaps, I just felt such a peace about everything.I knew God had gone before every step, so I just felt this incredible peace.

The doctors said Lucy was “perfect,” and my dr said my incision looked good.Lucy goes in for her first appointment on Monday, and then I don’t go in for my first appointment until around mid-December.

We came home from the hospital early Sunday evening, and everything has been such a whirlwind.I was telling Mom and DH today how it feels as if life has just been turned completely upside down in a matter of moments—but in the most wonderful way!I just can’t believe this LO is ours and that we get to keep her!!I had been really worried that I would miss feeling her inside of my belly, and while it is odd to have a completely different body now, I just love having her out where I can hold her and look at her.It’s been the most wonderful experience.And even through the sleepless nights and some problems with nursing, I \ keep thanking God any time I start getting a little stressed—I just can’t imagine a greater blessing in the world.She is amazing, and all I can say is God is just SO, so very good!Thank you, Lord, for lighting up our lives through Lucy!

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Nathaniel David has entered the building, I mean world!

I suppose my official labor story would have to go all the way back to October 22-23. I was only 36w3 days at this point. Due to some swelling and a 2 day headache, I decided to have my BP checked prior to going to work. Well, it was taken a few different times and was high - 160/100. I was sent to the hospital triage area to be monitored and after some time, they started to fall BUT I began to have contractions. By the time I was discharged, I was dialated to 3cm and was 70-85% effaced. They released me due to lack of progress but figured I would be in within the next week or so to have my baby... Baby had other plans.

Fast forward to the wee morning hours of 11/11. I had woken up to use the potty and upon return to bed started cramping. It was just before 3a. I waited to see if they would keep coming and sure enough, every 2-4 minutes I was having them AND they were more intense than the ones I had when I had been in the hospital. I decided after about 20min. to wake up DH to tell him that I thought something was going on. We timed them for an hour and then decided to call L&D to ask them what they thought we should do since we live an hour away. The nurse took my info and suggested I eat, shower, etc. and see if they progressed or spaced out. She wanted me to call her back in 2 hours for an update, so that is what we did.

By the time we called the nurse, it was 6a and my contrax were about 2 minutes apart. She told us to head on in. We finally called my mom who lives about an hour from us and she followed us to the hospital. We arrived around 8a and after a check in the triage area, I was admitted. I had dialated to about 4-5. They noticed my BP was high and this scared me because I didn't want a c/s! I figured if my BP got higher, they would want the baby out ASAP but later I was told they don't like to do c/s with elevated BPs due to excessive bleeding. WHEW!

Being such a special gal with GD and now the BP issue, I was in the high risk area. This meant I had a sweet nurse all to myself! My mom and best friend and husband stayed with me throughout the laboring hours up until the pushing. Then the girls went to the hallway and listened. I don't know how much time passed between when I was in that room and the next time they checked me. I would have to say it was probably around 3-4p. At that point, I was only dialated to a 6 but 90% effaced. GAH! They offered to break my water but I was so scared of how intense the contractions might get that I declined. They said they would check in another 2 hours if I could make it that long. I had gone into this whole thing really wanting to do it 'naturally' without any pain meds or an epidural. The contractions got worse but my mom and DH started doing some counter pressure on my back as at some points during my labor the pain seemed to go there for some reason. They were initally worried that baby was facing the wrong way but he came out the way he was suppose to! Good boy! Anyhoot, after those 2 hours, I was at an 8 and I decided to let them break my water. They did but nothing came out! Apparently baby's head was in front of the majority of the fluid. After this, the contractions started to get so intense it was awful! I tried to keep my cool and looking back feel like I had left my body during this time. I feel like it was minutes but DH says he thinks it was more like an hour or so. I had my eyes closed from here on out. I think I was tuning out the world or something. I know I listened to what they were saying but that was about it. I was feeling all of this pressure and the nurse had told me when I start to get that feeling between contractions that it meant it is usually time to push. I didn't feel like I needed to push but the nurse asked me if I had pushed during a contraction and I was like, I dunno... then the baby's heartrate had a huge deceleration which sent everyone scrambling and them telling me I had to get on my left side. I couldn't move by this point and just let them flop me around and stick that stupid oxygen mask on my face. Someone checked me and said I was complete and that it was time to go!

I didn't feel that pushing was a horrible thing. I was just trying to concentrate on doing it right and doing what they were telling me to. I didn't feel the 'ring of fire' either... darn! Wink I pushed for about 30 minutes and out came baby! DH was so emotional and said 'it's a boy!' before anyone else had the chance. Even though he wanted to cut the cord, the whisked the baby out and away to the crib thing in the corner. They were concerned because he wasn't crying. From where I was, I couldn't tell if his color was okay so DH and I were freaking out for a bit. The nurse told me his color looked good and after a few minutes they ticked him off enough for him to whimper some. He still isn't a big crier to this day although he is getting the hang of letting us know he is unhappy during diaper changes! They wiped him down and said he needed to warm up so they brought him to me and put him under my gown for skin to skin warming! That was pretty neat but sort of strange as I hadn't really even looked at him or anything and back into hiding on my belly he went!
DH was so amazing. When he finally got to hold him for the first time, he sobbed. Yes, we were all tried but DH was so emotionally exhausted and relieved to have me and baby make it thru all the pain of labor.

BTW, I am so glad that I waited to have my water broken when I was at 6cm because Nathaniel was born with the cord around his neck twice. So scary!

The rest of my hospital stay was quite poopy. I was so excited to be able to eat something after the birth as I was no longer on a restricted diet, I had only eaten 1 english muffin at about 4a on the 11th. Well, by the time we were settled in our new room and eating, it was 11p! Since my BP kept creeping upward, they decided the next morning to start me on magnesium to prevent seizures! Goodness! Well, I had a good experience with the stuff. They didn't make me have a catheter, thankfully, and I didn't feel any side effects from the meds. I was not allowed to eat though for that entire day. They finally fed me late in the day so I had gone almost another day without eating or sleeping and still the BP issue was not resolving itself like they might have thought. I started trembling in the night as I was getting quite anxious with no sleep, food and still caring for baby. I had sent DH home for the night to rest as he was so emotionally drained that it wasn't doing anyone any good to have him there. My mom stayed with me but slept a majority of the time. It was so frustrating! There was no one in the nursery either so I had to care for baby too. What a mess. And they wonder why my BP was out of control?! Finally on Tues., they started me on BP meds and sent me packin'! I was glad to be released although sleep wouldn't come for another few days. I was so exhausted I couldn't sleep and the adrenaline kept going and going.

That is basically it!

Thank you Lord for the safe delivery of our miracle!

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Samuel Paul 8lbs, 13 oz.

I got induced on the 15th at 6AM. I got to experience full back labor the entire time. I got stuck at 2cm for like 2 hours and then I got stuck at 6cm for four hours. The doctor started talking about c/section when I was stuck at 6cm (if I didn't progress). I didn't progress. I got really mad at the nurses and demanded to be taken off the induction drugs so that the contractions would stop. They took me off of them, but the contractions did not stop at all. They seemed to get worse. I had the epidural, but I could still feel everything. I also got IV drugs, but they only lasted a few hours. At about 5PM I started to feel this really strange feeling when I was contracting. So, I let the nurse check me. I was between 9 and 10 cm...and the nurse told me to push. So I did, but nothing happened. I pushed until the doctor showed up at 6:30 (she was stuck in surgery until then). When the doctor finally showed up she said that the baby was lower, but it wasn't enough, and my the lip of my cervix was starting to swell. She ordered a c/section. But they could not find the the doctor to give me the spinal for my c/section. My regular doctor gave me some IV drugs, but that was the best she could do until they found him at 8:30. Then they had to prep the room and that took until almost 9PM. Samuel was born at 9:14 PM. I got to see him for a minute before they took him to the nursery, and after that I did not get to see him until 10:35 PM.

Jonathan held out pretty well, he only passed out once (when they were putting my IV in place).

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Mr. Mason was born November 21 @ 9:49 P.M. weighing 8 lbs 2 oz - 20 in long. He is perfect in every way and looks just like his big brother Simon.
We showed up at the hospital to be induced at 5:30 a.m. - got hooked up to everything around 6 and was given some gel to help soften my cervix some more and was told to walk for an hour. Walking was VERY uncomfortable and really got the contractions going so I wanted to stay in bed after that! Then the pitocin was started (drug used via IV to increase contractions) and we just waited and waited while the contractions got stronger and stronger. I handled them pretty well I think Smile No one was cursed at our injured Smile Then it got to a point where I needed something to take the edge off until I could get my epidural. (I wasnt dialating so they wouldnt give me my epi yet) - so they put something in my IV and man did that ever help!! The world was good. Our best friends Courtney and Mike were there all day with us to keep us company and share in our laboring experience, it helped the time go by Smile then it was time for the epi. YAY!!! That went smoothly - a bit painful but sooo worth it. After that life was REALLY good. Next step was to break my water. The baby was not low enough so they couldnt do that until he was so of course we waited some more all the while having my pitocin cranked up each nurse visit. Justin and the Dancz's got a kick out of watching my contractions peak and telling me when I was having one, I didnt feel them! Then around 8:00 P.M. I feel a gush and knew my water had broke! WOOHOO! The doc was going to come in within a half hour to break it for me, but no need! So I called the nurse and she came in to verify and yup, that was my water Smile We hung out some more and then I started feeling alot of pressure. Not so much pain, just pressure. I told the nurse and she said "good, we want pressure!" that meant the baby was going down, down, down! A little time goes by and I tell the nurse "um....I'm feeling some serious pressure down there" and she asked if I wanted to be checked and I said oh yes! She checked me and said right away "oh theres a noggin and you're complete!! You're 10 CM!" yay it was go time!!! So our friends leave the room and doc comes in and prep me for delivery. Justin startes the camera from the side and takes his position up at my head and doc told me to go ahead and push with the next contraction and I did. I pushed for a total of about 4 contractions which total time equalled 9 minutes. Blum 3 I was not messing around, I wanted our baby! Out he came and daddy cut the cord and Mason was laid immediately on my chest. Justin and I were in awe of our little man. He looked just liked Simon did. He also resembled his Gpa Bowser and Great Gpa Bowser. We were in love all over again. He was cleaned and bathed (which he didnt mind) and his apgars were 9 & 9. Perfectly healthy!!!

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Elliott Rose

Dh and I went to the hospital to check in for my induction at 6:30 a.m. on Friday, November 23. They set me up in my room and said they would be by to start my pitocin around 8:00. After starting the pitocin, they checked me and said I was still 2 cm and 40% effaced. I started feeling some minor contractions around 9 a.m. They were a little uncomfortable as I have never had menstrual cramps. The anesthesiologist came in around 9:45 and gave me the epidural (how heavenly). My OB came to the hospital around 10 and he broke my water. I couldn't feel a thing!! Around noon, I was checked and I was 3 cm and 60 percent effaced. One hour later, I was at a 9.5 cm and fully effaced. The nurses said they were expecting a LO by around 4 p.m. At 2:30, I was at 10 cm and they said I could either start pushing or wait another hour for the baby to descend a little more. I waited another hour and began pushing little Elliott at 3:30. I continued to push until approximately 4:30 when the OB came back in. He said he could use a suction to help me out and I was all for it. Needless to say the suction kept coming off because Elliott had so much hair. He then used forceps and out came her head (that part hurt!). I screamed that I couldn't push anymore and he said I just had to get her shoulders out. One more push and out came her shoulders! A very easy labor all in all!

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I was scheduled to be induced the 13, Sunday the 11 we DTD and walked as much as you could fit into one day trying to avoid the induction, so I could have my natural L&D. around 530 that evening I started timing contractions at about 7 minutes apart, they stayed that way till about 700, when they got down to 2-5 minutes. They weren't painful, and only had I slight crampy feeling to them. So I thought that from a past D&C gone wrong that I was so scarred up that maybe they wouldn't start hurting and decided to get ready. at 11 30 we went to walmart to get batteries for the camera, walk around some more, and look at video games (DH's idea) We then went to the ER to get admitted.

We went up to L&D, got hooked up to the monitors, and was checked. Still at a one, which I had been for weeks. The nurse told me to go for an hour walk and be back up there by 2:00. So we did. So heres me in a gown, swinging the plugs to my belly monitors at my side, waddling around a park bench for about 30 minutes while DH tries to sleep because he was tired of walking. This is when the contractions actually started to feel like contractions should. We went back up and she checked me again and I was 1 1/2 to 2 cm dilated so she said she would call my doctor to find out what he wanted to do. She came back with the admittance papers, and many empty vials for blood work.

Around 4:00 I still hadn't made much progress so I sent DH home to get some sleep, since the chair he was attempting to sleep on didn't recline. At 5:00 a nurse came in and hooked an IV up to my line. She hooked it up and THEN told me it was pitocin because the doctor wanted to "speed things up a bit." GREAT! Next PG I'm making sure the doctor is fine with natural L&D.
I have NEVER seen a doctor that is so dead set on women having drugs during labor. I guarantee you he did this because he knew I would not take an epi or any narcotic unless I had to. So here I am started off on a high dose of pit instead of getting worked up to it, and my progress stops. They contractions start coming every 30 secs and lasting 20-30 secs long, and they were hard. I started seeing spots with each one, and blacking out. The nurse came in and asked If I wanted IV narcs or an epi. I said I wanted to wait. So about 30 minutes later I called the nurse back in and asked how long I would have to wait to get the epi. She said I could have it when I wanted it. So I called DH and discussed it with him, and told the nurse to get the anesthesiologist.

Around 700y MIL arrives, and I will tell you I have never been so happy to see her. She brought mints, and gum, and got me a glass of ice water. She was not happy with them putting me on pit especially for "convenience" but was more than willing to help me breath and to massage my back. She was a great help. The anesthesiologist came around 7 15 and stuck me in the back. That was hard. They had me on the very edge of the bed which was put on it highest setting. The nurse wouldn't let me lean on her, and they wouldn't let me lean on a rail either.So here I am trying very hard not to slide of the bed without tensing my back while I get stuck with a needle in my spine...lovely. MIL leaves to drop kids off at school. and I try to get some sleep. around 830 my Doctor comes in and checks me. I was at a three or a four, I don't remember. Without telling me he breaks my water, and then he tells me he broke my water...Well no shit! Mil comes back at this time, and is once again angered by the doctor and nurses. DH also comes in. after this there was a lot of sleeping and visits by SILs and MIL.

Around 1 I do believe, I was checked again and was at a 7. They started bringing their scales and beds in for the baby to get them set up and warm. Through ll this, even the intense contrax Edrick did great, no drop in heart rate at all. He was handling it well. around this time my epi wore off and the contractions got terrible again. The little button they told me to push if I needed more pain meds wasn't working, so the anesthesiologist in and gave me another full dose of spinal narc since he couldn't figure out the machine that was causing the problem.

This is where it becomes a blur. around 300 the nurse came in and was at 10, and ready to push. I started to get alot of pressure with each contraction. every one got set, and the nurses had me push a couple times while we waited for the doctor to get ready I pushed 6 times his head crowned and the doctor cut me(5 stitches). about 6 more times a the doctor told me to reach down and pull my baby out. So I did...The first thing I said when I turned him to me was he has a cleft lip, DH kept saying no over and over. I kept asking if it was just his lip or his palate too, but noone would answer. I cried uncontrollably, and so did DH...but he wouldn't even look at him. I thought they were going to take him from me and hide him. They wouldn't let me hold him for the longest time, and kept standing in front of me so I didn't see him till he already had a diaper on. They finally let me hold him and try to nurse...but she was no help at all in that dept. she said he was breathing to fast and handed him to DH before they took him to the nursery. I thought I would never see him again. When my epi wore off they took me to the nursery to see him, and to speak with a pedi. They then decided to life flight him to a better hospital, due to his fast breathing. The next time I seen him was in the incubator tat he would flying in. They wouldn't transfer me to that hospital so they discharged me that night is I could go to the hospital to see my son.
instead we went home and went to bed. A 45 minute drive, no sleep, in the dark isn't we went to see him the next morning.

He was in the NICU for 5 days. Felt like forever. I feel so bad for the parents whose children are in there for months. Edricks "neighbor" was born around 23 weeks, She is just now at 33 weeks and still wont be going home for a long time. This NICU was absolutely full. The nurses said there are quite a few LOs whose partents never come to see them, and some that practically live there.
Thats not all, but the rest is a different story.

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Started having contracts Tuesday night, woke up about 1 w/ about 8 min apart, last a couple hours and decreased. stayed about 15 min until Thursday morning (thanksgiving). Started to be much harder. took dog for a walk and left for family dinner. by the time we ate they were about 5 min. went to mil house b/c it was empty (we live 45 min from hospital, parents live 5). went to the hospital @10pm w/4 min apart, was dialated to 4 and complety effaced (big improv from dr on wednesday - nothing). I had cluster contracts - three right in a row then a five min break. Was getting very shaky and nausous. got shot of stadol (?) at midnight, epidural started by 3(6 cent). Water broke bt 6am, started pushing @ 10:30. Lauren Elizabeth was born @ 12:05pm on Friday, Nov 23.

we are both doing really well!!

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Jaidyn Tyrel
Born November 16, 2007 2:22am
7lbs 2oz, 20 inches
Born at 38 weeks 3 days

So after at least 2 weeks of walking around at 3cm dialated and being almost fully effaced, I had a doctors appointment on Tuesday November 13. My doctor still couldn’t believe that I had not gone into labor yet, and she tried to break my water. Didn’t work, but it started things going a bit. For the rest of the day I felt crampy and sore, but went out and about with my mom.

The next morning I woke up with DSO, and sat on the couch. I started having mild contractions but didn’t think much of it. DSO went to work and I started to notice that my contractions were about 2-3 minutes apart, lasting for at least a minute. I called DSO who came home right away, and then I called our doula who came over. Over the next 5 hours I continued to have contractions, but they never got worse. The doula went home, and I slept for a bit. Nothing much happened for the rest of the day. I had contractions but they were all in my back, and I could never tell when the started or stopped.

November 15, I woke up with the same back pain, and I was starting to get frustrated and uncomfortable. So I called my doctor again who told me to come in and get checked. I had progressed to almost 5 cm. She tried to break my water again, and it still didn’t work. She told me that she had never seen anyone as ‘ripe’ as me and not be in labor. After that appointment, I started getting contractions at around 1 pm. I didn’t time them until I got home after my mom and I got some lunch. The contractions were about every 3 minutes, and starting to get stronger. So my mom drove me to the hospital at about 4 pm to get checked just like my doctor suggested. DSO met us up there shortly after.

They hooked me up to the monitor, and baby was sleeping, so they had me eat some food. Contractions were showing up on the monitor, and at 5 pm they said they would keep me for a few hours to see if I started progressing more. The contractions started getting stronger, and I started having trouble coping with them, so DSO called our doula to come to the hospital.

A nurse came in the room and offered an exercise ball to sit on to take some of the pressure off. Sitting on that felt a bit better, until the contractions started getting even stronger. I was sitting on the ball at the end of the bed crying, not knowing how to deal with the contractions, when our doula showed up. She got straight to work rubbing my lower back which was where I was feeling all the pain. The nurse kept coming in to check the baby’s heart rate while I was sitting on the ball. I was the only patient in labor and delivery at the time, so the nurses were fighting over me.

Soon the back rubbing wasn’t helping, so the nurse suggested getting in the bath tub. Before getting in the bath, they checked me again and I was at 6-7cm. The bath was really nice at first. DSO and the doula took turns spraying my belly and back with the shower head. While I was in the bath, the nurse continued to monitor me. It looked like the baby was sleeping again so I had to drink orange juice while in the bath, which woke up the baby.

I think I got out of the bath an hour later. The contractions were starting to get really painful and I wanted something for them. Once I was out of the bath, the contractions hurt even more. The nurse gave me the laughing gas, to hold me over until she got the IV in, and could give me the fentanyl. It was too late for an epidural as I was at 7cm. I had always imagined I would get an epidural so I was a little scared at the thought of not having one. I didn’t like the gas at all. The nurse told me to stop breathing the gas when I started to feel dizzy. I stopped when I started to feel a little funny, and then all of a sudden the room started spinning. I just endured the contractions without pain control until I got the fentanyl.

Once I got the shot of the drugs I was a much happier person. I was able to talk and joke around. I got the shot of fentanyl at about 10:40 pm. My doctor came in just before my second short of fentanyl to break my water and I was still around 7cm. I had the second shot of the drugs at 11:40, and that one didn’t really do much. The contractions started coming one on top of the other with only a few second in between them. DSO was really great. He sat beside me and gave me his hand to squeeze during every contraction. The nurse came in at 12:10am and checked me, I was almost fully dilated, so she told me to push a little and she did something that really hurt while I was pushing. She then pronounced that I was fully dilated and ready to push.

When the nurse told me I was ready to push, I was in total shock. I looked at DSO with a look of panic. The pain was horrible and I didn’t want to go through with the rest of it. The nurse and DSO got me into the bathroom and onto the toilet to get me to start pushing. I had a nurse sitting beside me on the edge of the bathtub and DSO sitting in front of me on a stool. I tried pushing but it really hurt and I couldn’t hold the push for more that a second or two. Then I started to feel sick. I pointed at the garbage can in time for DSO to grab it for me to throw up. Looking back now, I think it would have been kind of funny not to give him any warning.

DSO and the nurse helped me back to bed. Getting off the toilet was the biggest challenge because of the contractions. I could barely stand. I should also add that the nurses had changed from the really nice one who helped me through the earlier stages, to a nurse who actually called herself ‘the mean pushing nurse.’ This new nurse had me in all sorts of positions trying to get me to push. The worst thing was that she kept touching my belly to see if I was having a contraction. The pain when she touched my belly was unbearable. I kept yelling at her to stop touching my belly, but since I was having trouble telling when a contraction was starting, she kept doing it.

After long time, the nurse got me on my left side and told me to push when I felt I needed to, leaving me to do my own thing. I was much happier with that. She kept coming in to check on me, but wasn’t telling me what to do which really helped. DSO stayed right beside me, giving me ice when I asked for it and encouraging me constantly. I never did swear, but I remember telling DSO that he should do it instead. And I also remember saying over and over again that I couldn’t do it. But in this new position, I finally figured out how to push properly. I think the first hour I was just in complete denial and I couldn’t tell the contractions apart as all I felt was a horrible pain and pressure in my lower back.

All of a sudden I felt a burning sensation. When I felt that, I had to keep pushing. If I stopped, it hurt more, so I just kept on pushing, harder and harder. The nurse told me to reach down and feel my baby’s head. I’ll never forget feeling him there, ready to come out. The nurse went to get my doctor who was sleeping in the room next door. I kept screaming asking where the doctor was, trying to hold back because it felt like if I pushed any more the baby would come out. I screamed like I never screamed before. My voice was hoarse for several days after the birth. My doctor came in, and a few minutes later my baby’s head was out. And with another push, out Jaidyn came at 2:22am, November 16, 2007.

He was put on my chest and I was instantly in love. He was perfect. Jaidyn was crying and grabbing onto my fingers and looking at me. After they weighed him (7lbs 2oz), measured him (20 inches) and cleaned him up, the nurse gave him to DSO to hold. Jaidyn stopped crying and looked at his daddy. It was so precious. My mom came in the room and held her first grandchild. She was over the moon.

After everyone had left, and I had had some food, I tried feeding him. It took a few times to get him latched on, but it worked. Then after that we all went to sleep. DSO had Jaidyn in the arm chair that turned into a bed. I wish I could have gotten a picture of it. Jaidyn was sleeping with his daddy holding him protectively while sleeping on this tiny bed.
Picture perfect.

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Well, it's been five weeks already, and though I never actively posted tons on the boards, I read them every day Smile To make it short and sweet:

The Friday before Thanksgiving I started having contractions. They got stronger and were about 8 minutes apart by Saturday night, but I was having very very bad back pain, so I told hubby to take me in just to get checked. They said I had a UTI (which I had not had any other symptoms for, whatsoever), gave me antibiotics and sent me home. Sunday night at about 2am my contractions were very strong, very painful, so I went in again. I was only dilated to 2cm, but they kept me there.

At 10am the doc came in under the guise of 'checking me', and ended up breaking my water while he was at it, without even asking me first. That sucked. They then started me on pit. By 1pm I was dilated to 6, and I asked for the epi, contractions were only 30 seconds apart, lasting a minute and a half, and so painful I was having seizure-like shaking from my head to my feet. So, at four o'clock. Yes, four o'clock.. still no epi, still only at 6cm, and now I was passing out cold and quittin gbreathing in between contractions (good thing they were only 20 seconds apart!). So doc comes in again, says they'll take the baby c-section because her head was being squeezed in the birth canal. FOUR HOURS later they finally get me in for c-section.

Madelynn Rae was born at 8:20pm on November 19, weighing in at 6lbs 15 ounces, Apgar scores of 10, 10! Yey, I was so happy because I was SO worried. Recovery has been a long hard road, but Im finally feeling more myself!

In labor, at her crib Smile

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Grier Lillianne

I went in for my 38 week check-up on Wednesday, November 14, 2007. The week prior my doctor had discussed a c-section on the 21st, that would have been the day before Thanksgiving. So I went in to this appointment with cookies as a bribe to see if we could do it the next Monday so I wouldn’t have to been in the hospital over the holiday. At the appointment my blood pressure was 120/90 and it had always been low prior. He said I could lie down for a while and he would re-check. If it was still high he would send me down to triage to blood work and monitoring. After checking me and showing no progress he took my blood pressure again and it was 120/94, so down to the hospital I went. They hooked me up to the monitors and it showed I was contracting but it wasn’t progressing anything. My blood pressure began to decline so I called my husband and told him I would be home as soon as the doctor came and released me. Well one of the liver tests came back elevated so I had to stay put. I would spend the night there and they would perform the c-section the next morning. My husband came and spent the night and we eagerly awaited the next day. I woke up at 4:00 am to get a shower and put on makeup, I refused to have ugly surgery pictures! The nurse came in at 5:00 to start my IV, and my family came around 7:00 am to see me before surgery. The only one that didn’t make it before hand was my sister. She left Auburn at 5:00 am and her car broke down half-way to Birmingham. Only Morgan! They came to wheel me away at 8:00, gave me a wonderful spinal and at 8:32 my precious little girl was born. Grier Lillianne (after my grandmothers Lillieth and Anne) made her appearance wide-eyed and beautiful. She weighed 7 pounds 4 ounces and was 9 ½ inches long. The c-section was a piece of cake and I would do it again in a heart beat. Recovery was wonderful and I didn’t miss a beat. I could not have prayed for a more perfect birth experience. Grier is growing by leaps and bounds, she is already sitting up in her Bumbo, and Mommy is already crying because she is growing too fast.

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So here's my story!!! (kelz-07)
Alex Ryan
Born November 27, 2007 12.42pm
7lbs 11oz, 49cm
Born at 39 weeks 3 days

Alex was born via a scheduled c-section because there were a few bp issues during the pregnancy and that i had already had a previous c section so i knew what to expect. It was scheduled for 9am that morning but 2 emergencies had to go before me. I left my room about 11.30am that day to get prepped up for the c-section, but there were a few probs they had difficulties getting the epi in. Usually it would take about 15-20 mins to put in your back it took about 30-45 mins as they couldnt find the right place. After several tries they finally found it. Mind you i was feeling very nauseous because i was freaking out about the c section last time was quick this time they could take their time. So i had time to think about it. As i was being wheeled into theatre my DD said mummy and that just got my emotions going! Anyways after about 15-20 mins of tugging and pulling Alex was born!! yay!! he even cried.. We spent about half an hour in recovery til i felt the feeling in my legs and tummy again then i was wheeled back to my room where i was to spend the next 5 days. I was up out if bed the next morning!! I must say i recovered really well. As this was my second baby there was harly any need for midwives to help me out with alex in hospital. It all came back to me. Except for the bathing i hadnt bathed a baby for about 2 and a half years so i got the nurses to show me and the second time i was confident to do it myself!! so i was proud!! most of the time the nurses come in they would say you are doing really well, if you need a break just let us know. Anyways when it came to going home i must admit i was abit teary as it was time where i had to put everything into practice. It was all overhwhelming. So the first few days at home were abit emotional for me, i must admit i think i had what they call the baby blues. Anything seemed to make me cry!! But looking back now im glad i let it out.
Anyways thats my long birth story!! If you made it to the end Thank you for reading!!
Til next time goodbye!!

And some pics:

Sorry about the size of pics!!! hope ya all like!! Biggrin