Well, our first birth is almost here, so I thought it was time to start this *VERY* exciting thread!
I have seen this on other birth boards, and it seems to work best if we have comments about them in another thread, and limit this one to just the birth stories (for example, post your birth story here AND start a regular thread with the story). That way the last of the girls to go don't end up on page 10 of this thread! LOL!!!
to all the new little babies!
Welcome to the world!
~ Wife to Neil
~ Mama to *Amanda* and *Matthew* ~
~ Surrogate Mama to Baby A and Baby B...they
will live in my heart forever...
Lisa (sweetmama)'s Birth Story:
It's been a whirlwind three days, but I am happy to be able to tell you that Lucas Maxfield was born on Friday, 8/15 at 11:48 p.m. He's a little peanut but so cute--5 lbs 11 ozs. and 19 inches long. Very healthy with the exception of a touch of jaundice which should clear up once my milk comes in and we are breastfeeding a little better. We got home yesterday evening. Here are the details:
Lucas' Birth Story:
I got up Friday morning at 1 am to take the first of what I assumed would be 50 trips to pee, and my water broke just outside the bathroom. I had just been to the dr. the week before, and nothing unusual at all was going on. This whole pregnancy has been pretty routine.
We got to the hospital at around 3:30 a.m., and I wasn’t really having contractions yet, but I was crampy. When the dr. saw me at around 7 a.m. I wasn’t dialated at all. He said if I had the baby naturally, that would be fine, since I was far enough along, but they wouldn’t give me anything to bring labor on since the kid was technically a week from being considered full term. If I didn’t go into labor, I just would have had to stay in the hospital for at least another week, which really didn’t thrill me…
When he checked again at Noon, I still wasn’t dialated. I started having contractions around 1 p.m. or so, which got progressively worse. By 7 p.m., I was 2-3 cm dialated, finally at 10 p.m. I was at 5 so I got the epidural, which is really a wonderous thing. Before that, they were giving me Stadol, which really didn’t do much to relieve the worst contractions. My contractions were coming in sets of 3, with each set being about 1 min apart.
Within 10 mins of getting the epidural, I went from 5 to 9 cm dialated, and pushed from around 11:10 until 11:48 when he was born. After I got the epidural, life was GREAT! I can't say enough good things about it! Getting him out was a breeze...I could have pushed for hours pain free like that. Plus I guess the fact that he’s little didn’t hurt either…
It really was a wonderous, positive experience, and I would do it all over again. I can't believe he is already here! Incidentally, we had just finished the nursery on Friday evening!
We are ready to do this all over again! Can't wait to hear other September birth stories!
Hope all is well with everyone. Will post pics later in the week!
~ Wife to Neil
~ Mama to *Amanda* and *Matthew* ~
~ Surrogate Mama to Baby A and Baby B...they
will live in my heart forever...
So here I am...I finally have 10 minutes to myself so I am going to do my best to slam together a birth story for you all.
I hope you enjoy my day of trial and tribulations to make our family of three a family of four.
AUGUST 21, 2003
7:01 a.m. ~ The labour and delivery unit of Royal University Hospital calls to ask me to be there in one hour for my induction....today is the day.
Todd and I both shower, make some phone calls, eat breakfast and I even took the time to put on a bit of makeup and do my hair. We load up into our van and head out to the hospital.
8 a.m. ~ We are at the hospital and have been admitted. I have been sent to assessment where the induction will take place. I am in hospital garb and have been asked every question in the book by the nurses. Baby and I are on the monitor and all looks well. We are just waiting for the resident to come by and check me and insert the cervadil.
10:30 a.m. ~ the resident has come and gone she had a hard time reaching my cervix, still very posterior, long, and is externally 1-2cm internally 0cms. The resident isn't comfortable inserting the cervadil since she can't reach my cervix so has a dr. from the ob team come and do the inserting. Induction has now taken place.
10:45 a.m. ~ I am already contracting they are mild contrax...more "tightenings" than anything. They are fairly irregular.
12:00 p.m. ~ I am still having some contractions they are getting a bit stronger. I had lunch and am going to go walking around with my Mom to see if we can get things going a bit more. Todd has left the hospital to go and check on Joseph and do some running around.
2:30ish p.m. ~ Todd is back, we had a coffee with my Mom downstairs in the cafeteria. Still having contractions a bit stronger but not too regular.
4 p.m. ~ The nurses suggest I head into the jacuzzi tub to help bring on stronger labour.....twist my arm I love that thing. Dh comes and sits in there with me. I am feeling the contractions stronger and harder....I found they came on strongest when I put each foot on a jet....I read that foot massage helps bring on contrax I think it worked. I got very hot in there and uncomfortable the contrax are pretty regular and a decent length. I got out around 4:45 p.m. and asked the nurse for an epidural.
The resident came and checked me and said I am a good 2-3 and am 50-70% effaced so not ready for an epi...she again was unsure of her diagnosis and commented AGAIN that she had short fingers... I was uncomfortable with her assessment but whatever.
Since I wasn't epi ready they offered me some demmoral (sp?). I declined and didn't want that route...said I would walk around a bit to see what I could get to work.
5:30 p.m. ~ Dh is going out for a smoke...I told him I think I was going to die. The contrax were one on top of another and strong. He went out for a smoke anyways and I started crying, I was so mad that he left me. However, on his way out he comment to the nurse that I said I was going to die...she came to check on me. Being an older nurse she wanted to check my cervix...insinuating that the resident was unconfident....
Nurse said I was a good 3-4cm's and my membranes were bulging out....EPI READY!! WHOO HOO. So she totes me and dh (who is now back from his smoke break) off to labour and delivery to get situated and calls the anisthesiologist for an epi.
5:45 p.m. ~ We are now at L&D the nurse tells me I need to regroup and get it together...the Anisthesilogiest just went into the OR with an emerg section and will be over an hour!!!!
I mentally was not prepared for this. My contractions are strong and I am screaming, panting, breathing and making all sorts of comments. I am laying on my left side...I can't move. My new L&D nurse gets an order from my dr that I can have some Phentanol IV. 100cc's so she gives me 50ccs to calm me...it basically makes me drunkish and I dont' really scream so loud during the next 2 contractions but basically pass out between each of them...minutes seem like hours. I keep telling Todd I am going to die and I can't do this. It was the most intense thing I have ever experienced in my life. The nurse gives me the other 50cc's of Phentanol. I dont' notice much of a difference but still am basically blacking out between each contraction. I havent' opened my eyes since I got into the bed at L&D.
The nurse gets DH to rub my back...he does his best but is unsure of what to do. He seems so calm. I sometimes liked him touching me, other times I wanted him to go away.
6: 25 p.m. My water breaks...I tell the nurse. She says it is clear but bloody. Contrax are still one on top of another and stronger than all get-up. I am still laying on my left side and am very close to the edge of the bed. I felt like I was going to fall out but had no energy between contrax to move...still basically blacking out between.
My mouth is so dry...I want ice..I get out the word "ICE" to dh...he spoons some in my open mouth...I now for the first time in L&D open my eyes because he has RAMMED my mouth FULL of ice it is basically bulging out...I spit most of it at him. He laughs. I now wonder if he just wanted me to shut up for two seconds LOL I dont' think I have swore so much in my life. I at one point asked the nurse to call 911. She was calm and asked why we would do that, my response was "Maybe they will help me"
6:40 p.m. ~ My urge to push has come and the nurse is telling me not to..she checks I am about 6cms. My dr is on her way to deliver.
I am HO HO HO HO HO'ing through contrax...it dosen't really help they are so unbeliveably intense. I keep telling dh I can't do this and I am going to die...I really thought it was a better option at the time.
6:46, 7,8 ish ~ My dr has come in the room and is getting a glove on...I say "Dawne, I am dying" she says "Hold on sweetie we will get him out!" I then contract I need to roll for her to check me, I am on my back and she has ONE glove on to check my cervix and I open my eyes and said "I HAVE TO PUSH" the dr says 8cms dialated and baby is coming...I push twice and baby was out. I passed a ton stool on the table too and could totally feel it, but couldn't help it. My dr basically held my cervix open to let the baby through so it wouldn't swell up and close.
So at 6:48 pm Trent Christopher arrived. All 7lbs 14oz of him...he was beautiful. Todd got to cut the cord this time.
6:49 p.m. ~ It is all over my blackouts have stopped and basically so have the contractions...I feel so great! My head is so unbelieveably clear. The dr is delivering the placenta and I ask to see it. She showes it all to me (oh ya, she finally has two gloves on) it is pretty neat. Trent is at the warmer getting checked and weighed...Todd is with him.
I need a few stitches so I get a local...it does basically nothing and I feel each stitch and the sharpness and "threading" of each stitch...the dr has given me a ton of local it just dosen't take. I seem to never freeze from local.
Sometime in here my Mom, Todd's Mom & Joseph come to see baby. They only stay 15-20 minutes since I am still in the delivery room. I feel so clear and am ready for anything. I can't believe how great I feel, not stiff, sore, just a little torn. I breastfed during this time too...both sides. His latch was good.
Everyone leaves and Dh makes some calls and I go into the shower...That is one thing that feels so great. I get dressed and get ready to go up to my room.
As I am getting ready the nurse says to me that I have been the only one to ever want to call 911 during labour and thanks for the lifelolng story she will always have to tell. I laugh about now but was searching for any means of help at the time...in all seriousness.
I was very glad I had the nurse I had in L&D since she was older. I think she had the ages of experience in unmedicated births which kept her calm and was able to help me through. There are very few unmedicated births here and I think a younger nurse wouldn't have been as helpful.
So I think that is all how it happened. Having no epi was great AFTERWARDS and I felt so clear and healthy...but at the time blacking out and being so out of control was awful. But for the one hour that I was in full boar hard labour it was worth it.
Thanks for letting me share
Mama to two amazing dudes and one beautiful doll
Life as we know it
Okay... Lets see if I can remembe it all...
On Tuesday I woke up with some pretty bad back ache type cramps. I was 39weeks 4 days and so I though, "well, maybe..." I got up and DH had decided last minute to take the day off. No real reason, he just felt like it. We went to the mall and just spent the morning walking and walking. The cramps started getting pretty bad at the mall so we came home and started watching the clock. The contractions were about 5 minutes apart, but they didnt really seem like contractions, just more like a bachache.
I decided to go to the hospital about 2:00 just to have them check and see what was going on. At 2:30 I was 2cm and 95% effaced. (WE THOUGHT) So they immediatly started pitocin admited me and got my iv started. (THAT NEEDLE IS HUGE)
They were going to check me about every hour to see progress but I guess they forgot because at 10:00 (yes, 71/2 later) they came in to check and after all that time I was now at 3cm and 70% effaced. I was SOOOOOOO MADDDDDDD that I had actually gotton false info the forst time and was not as far as I thought I would be. I could have screamed... So, they called the Dr. and he said he would come break my water. I then decided to order the epi as I knew the contractions would get worse after that and I was hoping to avoid the pain getting worse. The nirse said it was a great idea and so we put in the order. He was supposed to be there in about 15 minutes, but of course he was running late and the Dr came before him to break the water. AFter that, the pain was SOOOOOOO INTENSE.... I cant even describe it. It was SO MUCH WORSE then I imagined!!!! The anstiologist got there about 20 minutes after that and once that kicked in I was such a different person. The rest if labor was a piece of cake. At 9:30 they came in to tell me we were going to start pushing and at 9:59 Ethan Dean Kendler entered the world. He was sooooooo perfect. 7lbs 9oz and 20 inches long.
I did have an internal tear, but nothing external. They stitched me up and that was that.
I was fine for a while but the next day I realized I was in quite a bit of pain. I thought about it and had DH check and sure enough, I have the worlds record for number of hemoriods in one butt!!!!!!! (I know, TMI, but it is really that bad)
I have every medicine in the book and they seem to be getting better...slowley... The stitches are fine, but a little uncomfortable.
Ethan is breastfeeding good and I am doing fine. I am a little sore but I have an appointment on Tuesday and we will have them take a look and make sure all is well. Other then that we are soooo happy and doing very well. I am adjusting to my sleepless nights (he likes to be awake at night and sleep during the day)
I would LOVE to post pics, but am having a hard time getting them on the board. As soon as I can figure it out I will post some. I am a very proud mama and want to show him to the world...
I still look at him and think that it is soooo strange that he was in my belly a few days ago and now he is here. Its so amazing!!!!
If anyone can remind me how to post pics I will do that right away... Thanks for reading!!!!
~ Wife to Neil
~ Mama to *Amanda* and *Matthew* ~
~ Surrogate Mama to Baby A and Baby B...they
will live in my heart forever...
Posted: 02 Sep 2003 20:07 Post subject: The Birth Story of Emily Mckenna
Ok so I am going to try and type this all out the best I can remember it all.
August 26th 2003
My day started with me getting ready for my 11:15am appointment for my regular NST and checkup. I went there and things were pretty much the same, bp was slightly high again but nothing more than usual and then I got hooked up to the NST and was there for awhile and I had noticed that the baby wasn't having heart accelerations for awhile. So my doctor came in after about 30 minutes and there had only been 2 accelerations. She wasn't very pleased. So she said she was gonna have me do a Bio-Physical Ultrasound later that day in the office. I asked her what that was and she said they measure amniotic fluid, check for baby's reflexes, baby's breathing, reactive heart measurments. Basically they have a scoring system from 1-10. So I came home and talked with my Dad who was watching Matthew at the time and then I got a phone call from Celeste!! YAY!!! We talked about her having Matthew and a ton of other things. It was so fun and it made my day better! So after I got off the phone I called my mom and told her what had happened and she was worried but I told her not to be because if all else failed we would be having the baby, but of course none of us thought that would happen because we had false attempts before. So then Erik came home and we left for the u/s which was at 3:00pm. We got there and got called back and got the u/s done. Well, after about 30 minutes of pain from my kidneys the tech said I could use the restroom and he would call my doctor and tell her the results and see what was next. I knew at that point something was wrong. So we had to go see my doctor and she said that my amniotic fluid was a little low and there was no baby reflexes and they couldn't see the baby's chest breathing.I got a score of 2 out of 10. Not very good. So she wanted me to go to the hospital to get another Biophysical U/S since they were better equipped there. So we came home to get Matthew as he had been with my Dad all day and he was getting irritated not being with us. I should have known to grab my suitcase but I didn't want to get my hopes up so we left it at home. So we went to the hospital and got the NST done first and had a really great reactive strip on the NST so I got 2 points for that. So then my doctor came in and said well your strip looks good so I bet you u/s will be fine and that it was a fluke at the office. She said no matter what though she wanted to have this baby soon because of the scares and stress. So we had planned on having her on Thursday. So then we did the u/s and the same thing happened. They didn't score me anymore points. So then we went back to our room and the nurse comes in at 7:38pm and says you will be cut in 1 hour!!! My heart just about jumped out of my throat. I was SHOCKED! So Erik immediately left to take Matthew to my mom's and go grab the suitcase and hurry to come back to the hospital. I called my mom real quick and told her, she freaked out! In fact, she called me 2 minutes later to see if I had really called her. I laughed! So then I asked if I could have a 5 minute shower and they didn't want me to take that long so they said 3 minutes! So sure enough I took a 3 minute shower. I just wanted to feel clean and refreshed as I knew I wouldn't get another one until the next evening. So then after the shower everything went sooooooo fast! Iv in, bag of water in, more blood taken, I had to drink this sour stuff, signed a bunch of papers, took my jewelry off, had the anisthieologist(sp?) come in and explain how they were going to do the spinal. I told him I was a bit nervous and he said he would help and talk me through the whole thing, and was hooked up to the NST monitors at the same time. I swear, I couldn't even think. I was shaking from all the excitement. The coolest part was I had one of my friends as my L&D nurse. It was 8:15 and my DH still wasn't there, poor thing only had 45 minutes to do everything. I was getting really nervous because they were going to take me back and I was scared he wasn't going to get there in time. I heard one of the nurses who came in and said is this the stat c-section? So I guess it was something that was sort of an emergency. I didn't realize this at the time. Me and my emergency c-sections! So Erik shows up about 2 minutes before they took me back. Man was I relieved. I started to cry because I was so happy he was there and a little nervous at the time. so they gave Erik his scrubs and they took me back. I was shaking! So I got into the O.R. and it was so cold and sterile. I sat up on the table and they put monitors on me and these leg warmer things that keep your legs circulated so you don't get blood clots. So then it was time for the spinal. I had a nurse stand in front of me and she just held me and comforted me. The numbing agent was worse then the spinal. It wasn't too horrible in the long run. So then I immediately began to feel numb. Man, was that a weird feeling. They gave me some oxygen and put a blood pressure cuff on. I was just laying there waiting for Erik to come in. I wanted him in there so bad. I knew they had to wait to bring him in but I was so anxious. I just couldn't believe how fast this was all happening and I could not wait to see our baby! Everyone in there were excited about the fact that we didn't know the sex of the baby. It made it more exciting for them. The anesthiaologist guy was so,so nice and really kept me calm and relaxed. So they made the first cut and then called in Erik. I was so glad to see him. I started to get teary eyed because I was so nervous and excited. You can tell he felt the same. We were both just so taken back by this happening so fast. So about 10-15 minutes into the surgery I heard my doctor say "I see a girl bottom" I was SHOCKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I said to Erik "WHAT???? What did she say" And my doctor said it again, it's a girl!!!! At that moment I had an outer body experience. Seriously. My happiness had overwhelmed me. I began to just sob of pure happiness. Erik was thrilled and said "I told you so" LOL! I expected that! I made a joke that she was breech because she had made us wait this long to find out what she was so she wanted to show the world what she was first thing! She came out screaming and happy! They showed her to me and I just exploded with happiness! She was so tiny and cute. I remember hearing the doctors and nurses going off on how cute and small she was. I was proud. So Erik went with them just a few feet away to check her out and do all the newborn things. Her apagar scores were 9 and 9! WOOHOO! After about a half hour Erik got to bring her over and I got to kiss her and look at her, and then about 10 minutes later they finished and I had been taken to recovery room. Erik and Emily were there with me. I got to breastfeed her and she latched on and fed for 15 minutes. I was so happy. I still at this point had not stopped crying yet. I would look at her and just could not believe she was a she!! LOL! I felt sooooo complete! I felt God really had blessed us knowing that this was our last baby. I felt so complete and it felt so right. So after about an hour in recovery I told Erik he had to go tell my family as they had been waiting since 8:00 to hear the news. By this time it was about 10:30pm. So he went out and told them, and he said "We have a baby" And my mom was like Erik pleaseeeeeee tell us...boy or girl!!!! And Erik said, we have an Emily Mckenna!!!!! I guess my mom just flipped out!!!! She told me later she just about passed out because she was so happy. Everyone screamed and made a big ruckus. I wish I could have seen it. If I was thinking straight I would have had him record it, but oh well. So he came back to me and about another hour later we got to go up to our room where my family could come now and see us. I remember my mom walking into the room and she just bawled, and I bawled and she held me tight and we bawled together and she was just so happy and so was I! (Man, here come the tears) I can't explain the joy and happiness I still feel to this day. My experience this time was so much more peaceful and pleasant it is unbelievable. Every doctor and nurse were just so nice this time and the 4 days of staying wasn't even so bad. I was so ready to come home though. We've had some trouble with her latching in the beginning but now she does latch. she just doesn't eat for very long and sometimes cluster feeds, so we supplement a little at night. She sleeps ok, and we are still working on it. Matthew has taken to her incredibly well and loves her so much. You can just see it in his eyes. He kisses her all the time. It's so cute to watch him with her. Wow, so that's the end and it's long! Sorry about that. But I wanted to make you all see what I went through and my wonderful journey. It's amazing how much your heart swells when you fall in love with your baby. And not only her but I fell in love with my husband all over again! It's amazing...just amazing!
August 28: I was upset because there was no signs of labor and I spent the whole day at home not doing much I had a few contractions during the day but nothing to sent me into labor.. DH was working that day his 24 hr shift so he wouldn't be home until the next day.. Around 9:00pm dh called to check how I was doing and I told him well nothing yet no signs of anything so he said ok I will see you tomorrow and we will walk again, remember I've been doing this walking thing for about a week. We hung up and I went to bed I was really tired.
August 29: Around 2:30am I had this sharp pain cramp like and I got up went to the bathroom to see if I was bleeding or anything because it was extremely painful but no there was nothing so I went back to bed. At 3:30am I woke up again this time because I felt my underwear wet but it was very little so I thought it was that mucus plug since I was loosing it little by little.. When I went to the bathroom I checked and there was no mucus plug the underwear was a little wet so I pee and after I wiped there was the bloody show, I wiped again and there was more and more so I thought ok this is it.. That wet underwear was water breaking and I had the bloody show..
So I changed my underwear and put a pad on so I didn't leak the water.. I called dh at work and I told him he needed to get home because I had the bloody show and that my water broke he was asleep so it took him a few seconds to hit him. So he said ok I'm on my way.. Now I was feeling fine because I was not having any contractions or anything so ok I got dressed took all my jewelry off and I called L/D and I let them know I was coming but not right away because I had to wait for dh who was 30 min. away and then from my house to the hospital was another 45 min.
I then called my mom and I let her know that I was going to the hospital after I hung up with her DH called and ask me how I was doing and as I was about to answer him I had this painful contraction and I told him ok I just started the contractions I'm going to start timing them until you get here. The contractions were 5-6 min. apart and they were not that bad at times but then they got worse and worse.. in between contractions I called my sitter and told her I was going to drop my dd off at her house. Finally at 4:10 dh arrive contractions were 5 min apart but really bad lasting at least 45 seconds I'm still 45 min. away from the hospital and I thought I was not going to make it. we dropped dd at the sitter and headed to the hospital.. DH was so scared because the contractions were now 4 min apart and stronger.. Finally got to the hospital around 4:45 (dh was driving really fast) since they were expecting me they had everything ready I walked in to the room and the nurse tells me If I could give her an urine sample so I said ok and I did and there was more blood.. so I got hook to all the monitors and they were trying to put and IV but the contractions were 3 min. apart and it was hard to do in between them.. they finally got the IV in they called the dr the nurse check my cervix and she said I was almost 6 cm the dr came in and check at 6:15am I was 7 cm almost 8 and I was still in pain so they ask me if I wanted drugs and I said yes... so they gave me something thru the IV and waited for the anesthisiologist sp?? he arrived at 6:30 with the epidural I was so happy!!! after I had the epi... at 8:00am the other dr arrive since the first one was not on duty she left and the dr on duty arrive he was so nice he said I was still 8-9 that pretty soon we were going to start pushing.. I said fine.. Then the nurse came in again and told me lay down to one side because the baby heart rate has dropped and they couldn't find it she said it happens as labor progresses just lay on one side after a few minutes they found it. around 9:00am the nurse came with the dr they checked again and said I was at 10 and fully effaced but that the baby was more to one side than to the center so the dr tried to move her to get her where he wanted and he did so he said to go ahead and start pushing.. dh was holding one leg the nurse was holding the other the dr left to change and scrub and I started pushing I mean it was only 3 push and the head was there then they tell me to stop pushing ( I hate that part when they know you have to push) Finally the dr is in and all of the sudden there was about 20 people in the room, me and dh were like where did all this people came from because there were 2 nurses with me , the dr, 3 nurses for the baby, the ped. for the baby, the anesthisiologist, me, dh and a good friend of mine who came to see the birth.. Finally dr is ready and everyone is ready and they tell to me to push so I start to push again and on the second push baby was out they took here immediately to the warmer gave her some oxygen because of the drop in heart rate but she was fine apgar was 8 and she had swallowed some ammniotic fluid so they were making sure it was all out they cleaned her and measure her and weight her I couldn't see because the dr was telling me to push the placenta and he was talking to me but honestly I was not paying attention I was trying to look at my daughter.. Finally they gave her to me and I was able to hold her and she was perfect, Maria Cristina Mendez was 7 pounds 14 oz and 19 1/2 inches long and she was born at 9:28am on August 29, 2003
Sorry it was so long but overall it was not a bad experience so I can't complaint at all..
It all started at 4:45 when I posted that I was getting my make-up on and getting ready to go! As I was blow-drying my hair, Neil started taking pictures of me and the battery to our camera went out!!! Where in the world do you get a lithium battery at 5 in the morning (we don’t have 24 hour stores here!). I knew that my neighbor Nancy (the midwife who was going to help with this whole thing) was up, so I sent Neil over to get one – he wasn’t happy with me! Amazingly enough, we left on time with my mom and Amanda and headed up to Aspen. We checked in at the front and headed back to the surgery dept. and there was NOBODY there!! Luckily Nancy was a few minutes ahead of us and she was all dressed in scrubs and ready to go – so she took us into recovery (where they prep you) and then it all started...
My mom, Amanda and Neil all were with me and wanted to stay until the last possible minute and they were fine with that. SO, I got into my gown and got on my bed and they monitored the baby and contractions – this was the first time that I heard his heartbeat! All those u/s and never heard it! The staff finally started to arrive and they came and did my IV and said that the anesthesiologist would be there soon. In the meantime, my nerves started to flare and I was getting really irritable – Nancy picked up on this and asked if my mom and Amanda would like to go to my room and wait and watch TV – perfect – they went! Neil got into his scrubs and looked SO cute in them!
The anesthesiologist was REALLY late and took about an hour to get there! You can imagine my nerves waiting for that epidural! He finally got there and we talked and he told me that he would sedate me quickly after the baby came out but not any sooner. At that point, Nancy brought in a woman who was a childbirth educator who wanted to observe the epi and the surgery – I was fine with that. Then I sat up, rolled forward and he started the epidural. I was fine for the numbing part – said ouch about 5 times and it was over and then when he threaded the catheter into my back, it didn’t hurt, but I got freaked out and started crying. He layed me down and I was bawling. Neil sat with me and Nancy brought me some tissue and my doctor came over to see if I was ok and I told him how scared I was. He tried to comfort me, but I was just inconsolable.
They rolled me into the OR. They gave me a pillow and started the epi full blast. There were so many people! Everyone was talking about the music and it was irritating me SO bad – my doctor started joking about putting on Iron Maiden and I was SO not amused. They strapped my arms down, but not tight – just loosely. Because of the epi, I also felt like I couldn’t breathe – they told me this was normal – that I was fine. At this point I rolled my head away from everyone and closed my eyes and wouldn’t respond to anyone – I wanted to be left alone. The nurse went to shave me and it HURT – they didn’t believe me!!! It really burned – even though I was supposed to be numb. Then she put in the bladder catheter. At this point, I knew what was coming and I heard Nancy above me just telling me that wherever I was to stay in that place because it was a good place!
I felt a light feeling go over my stomach left to right and then smelled some burning – one of the tools they use? I stayed fairly calm until a point when it felt like they were pulling my belly button to the ceiling – it really hurt and I yelled, and nobody really said anything, and it just continued. I started yelling and thrashing around – good thing for the arm straps! – and could feel the anesthesiologist putting more and more stuff into my back (you know that cold water running down your back feeling) – it took me a while to figure out what was running down my back!!! I felt Nancy pry open my hand and get my tissue out to wipe the tears off my face. Then they told me that I would feel more pressure and let me tell you it was the sickest feeling when they pulled the baby out – UGH!!! It was awful. I could hear my heartbeat on the monitor going CRAZY! I don’t remember much after this point, but Neil told me that at that exact second, the doctor looked at the anesthesiologist and immediately put stuff into my IV and I was instantly silent. I felt it burning into my IV. I did hear the baby cry and Neil said I kept asking if he was ok. I wanted to see the baby and Nancy told Neil that I wouldn’t be able to see him, but he brought him over anyway and I do remember a brief second of seeing his face, but I was still asking where he was. Neil said I put his little foot in my mouth and nibbled on his toes! I don’t remember anything after seeing his little face.
Neil was given the baby and walked him to the nursery where Nancy had arranged for my mom and Amanda to be called and be there for the bath, etc. Nancy had taken 14 pictures of the birth for us! I can’t wait to get them back!!!
Next, I was in back in recovery and waiting for the epi to wear off – they put a shot of Morphine in to keep me comfy for 12-24 hours! It was so weird – I felt like I was laying on a lazy Susan – I even made the nurse check to see if I was laying on something weird! Soon after, Nancy brought me Matthew and got me breast feeding. What a glorious feeling – it made me temporarily forget the whole surgery ordeal!
I was not in pain for about 24 hours, but my belly button area was VERY sore – so weird! My doctor and Nancy had never seen that, but told me that you can touch one place in the stomach and feel it in a completely different area – and in this case an area where the epi didn’t cover.
I went to my room soon after and got all set up with a PCA pump. Neil got to room in with me on the other bed and we sat together and just marveled over our new little angel.
PHEW – that’s all!
~ Wife to Neil
~ Mama to *Amanda* and *Matthew* ~
~ Surrogate Mama to Baby A and Baby B...they
will live in my heart forever...
Congrats Lisa, Jess, Celeste, Tina, Nicole!!!!!
Sorry if I missed anyone and I know I need to get on the ball and post mine... just been so busy!
I'll edit this with mine before she turns one LOL!
Here it is- better late than never! WARNING: THIS IS REALLY LONG!!!!
As most of you know, I was having terrible back pain towards the end of the pregnancy. Sleeping was the most painful position for me, and I was very close to my wits end. Add that to being told the baby was probably 9 pounds, and worrying about decreased fetal movement, and my midwife and I decided to induce me on August 28th. My due date was either Aug. 31st or Aug. 23rd depending on which u/s you follow.
So on Aug. 27th I spoke to the midwife who wanted me to try Castor Oil the next morning. I was already a good 3cm dilated and 50% effaced, so if the C.O. started contractions, then I could still have a chance at going to the birthing center like I planned the whole pregnancy. Except- I HATE being nauseous. I really really hate it. And throwing up is even worse. Remember the terrible m/s days? Ugh. And for some people the nausea lasts through labor- which I was terrified of. So even though I knew it could help, the idea of making myself sick on purpose when it might now even work was so awful to me. I got my guts up to do it in the morning anyways. But then I had anxiety dreams about it all night. Seriously- I woke up dh crazy early in the morning and told him I wasn’t doing it. We called the mw in the morning as planned and told her I didn’t do it- that, plus Gavriel’s size made us scrap the birthing center- which I knew was going to happen. It was getting a little risky with the inducement and his size.
The mw called the hospital and they were REALLY busy and understaffed, and heading into Labor Day weekend with even less staff. The mw checked to see that I really wanted to do it- and I did. So she told me to get there as quick as possible and lie to them- tell them I was contracting. This is from the most innocent and sweet lady! But she wanted them to take me, and she knew they wouldn’t take a straight induction that day.
So we got there, and had to wait like 2-3 hours to get anywhere close to a room- but in the end I didn’t have to lie- they took me as in induction anyways b/c they saw what I looked like, and I was already in good shape with my cervix- and I think they really like my midwife
I got hooked up to a fetal monitor, and not much was going on in terms of contractions. I had dilated a little more since my appt two days before, but the baby wasn’t low enough to break my water since there’s a risk of cord prolapse if you do it when he’s too high up. So the mw decided to go straight for the pitocin. They hooked me up, and although I was excited to get going, I was also pretty upset and disappointed about being so tied down and in this little labor room as opposed to this wonderful big and beautiful birthing center. I had multiple monitors and iv’s on me, and couldn’t walk more than two feet in each direction. So I was pretty grumpy Poor Dh and mom who had to put up with me.
The pitocin was started around 2:30 pm. BTW-Before this I also had antibiotics for the group B strep- no biggie if you’re already on an iv. I started having really small contractions about an hour later, but they weren’t strong at all, and kind of irregular. Basically, Ari, my mom, me and the MW were all hanging out in the hospital room waiting for something to happen. The MW- who is just unbelievable and amazing, had to stay with us almost the whole time since they were short of nurses to monitor me on the pit. She could have just stopped it and sent us home when they made her do that, but she stayed with us. She kept us amused with funny birth stories- Jess, I told her about your wanting to call 911. She loved that sweetie
A few hours later ctx were still sluggish, and she kept upping the pitocin level. I didn’t know this at the time, but after the birth she told ari that she had started to get scared that she had made a mistake inducing, and that I was going to end up with a c-section b/c of the pit not working. So she kept upping it much higher than she would normally would have. Around 6:45 I finally started having some uncomfortable ctx, and by 7:00 they hurt. We called the doula to come meet us at the hospital (she was nearby waiting for our call). At 7:30 the mw checked me and I was now 4 and fully effaced!! Yahoo! More importantly, the baby had dropped a little so she could break my water. Right after that things started to get really hairy. All of a sudden all the accumulated pitocin plus my own oxytocin, plus the water being broken- everything kicked in at once, and started getting MASSIVE transition-like contractions 30 seconds apart. It was really really painful. And the worst part was that I couldn’t really move around, no hot tub, nothing. Plus- b/c I had only been 4cm, there was no way of knowing how long it would last like that. I spent about 20 ctx debating about the epidural. Nobody wanted to tell me what to do, b/c they all knew that I didn’t want it to begin with b/c of the many risks involved, but later on the MW (who delivers almost all natural childbirth) told me that she had wanted to tell me to get it b/c the ctx were that explosive. But she knew it had to be my decision since if something went wrong I had to know that I had decided and wasn’t pushed into it. The doula told me the same thing afterwards- and my mom. The MW and Doula were talking me through each ctx- and let me just add that nothing was helping me. Not breathing, not sinking into the bed, nothing. They were so close together I just couldn’t get a rest, or even focus to do any of the relaxation techniques we had learned in our Bradley classes. And I didn’t feel like I could move. Only the doula applying warm heat and pressure on my lower back seemed to take away some of the pain, but not most of it. So 20 ctx later I decided to get the epidural. I think everyone in the room, breathed a sigh of relief, and they called for the anesthesiologist. Thankfully the MW lowered the dose of pit a lot until the guy could come, so I could move into position, and breathe a tiny bit. I was still having ctx, but normal labor ones, not the crazy huge ones. I could TOTALLY handle those, esp. coming from what I had just experienced. So the anes. comes, and the MW says he’s one of the best- and believe me, he was. He had all this paperwork to do with me, about the risks, etc, and I started listing them to him b/c I didn’t want to sit there for 20 min. while he did it- so after about 30 sec, he says, Okay, I think you’re informed, and had me sign the paper then and there. He did the epidural- actually a spinal so that it would work right away, and left in a catheter so it then functioned like an epidural, ie. could add more doses. Let me just say that this guy did a great job for the kind of relief that I wanted! I never lost feeling in my legs- had some tingling and itching, but not bad. After a little while I started feeling the ctx again- but they were like cramps, and light, not the huge ones. Towards the end, they even started to hurt, but when they offered to upp the meds I refused since I liked feeling what was going on, and didn’t want to risk not being able to push well. The mw checked me soon after the epi started and I was 8 cm already! Guess the massive ctx worked just as strong on my uterus! So the room finally relaxed. I rested, and we all hung out a little. Believe it or not, my DH and mom started taking orders for food since we wouldn’t be able to get kosher food delivered past a certain time at night, and everyone was gonna be hungry after the birth. So here I am, contracting away, and the MW and Doula are discussing whether to get pastrami or corned beef!!! It’s okay, I told them it was fine- I was so grateful for both of them.
Soon after, I started feeling some pain in my hip- kind of like sciatica, but not shooting down my leg. The doula massaged that, and it soon became pressure more centered in my bottom. I told them I was feeling pressure, and the MW checked me- 10cm and ready to push! I was so shocked that I was ready to fast, that I literally didn’t believe them that I was at the pushing stage. This was at 10:00 (keep in mind the explosive ctx had only started at 7:00-7:30, so I just couldn’t believe it). So I started pushing while on the bed. And in the beginning I couldn’t feel if I was making progress. And this was the one thing I had been scared about- having the strength to push. But to everyone worried about that- don’t be. Your body gives you the strength, and you can’t ignore the urge to push!
So I kept asking if I should move to a different, more upright position- being a good Bradley girl and all for squatting The mw and doula just looked at one another and shook their heads, I was doing just fine- the baby was on it’s way. At one point the nurse in there (who I don’t think was a favorite of anyone there) said, don’t worry dear, only a couple hours of pushing and the baby will be here! And the MW and Doula sort of look at each other and the MW says to me- it’s NOT going to be a couple of hours, this baby is coming down!
So I kept pushing- but I felt like panicking b/c everything I had read had said that when you’re pushing the ctx slow down so you can rest in between- but mine were about 10 SECONDS apart- guess the pit in my system and my own body wanted that baby OUT. But it was also really hard b/c I basically couldn’t rest at all between pushing. But the cool thing about my midwife- she knew I couldn’t ignore the urge to push, so she didn’t make me push for every second of the ctx. She said I could skip one, or wait a while- so I ended up skipping the beginning before it got too hard not to push and then pushing a little less for each one, but it didn’t matter b/c I was still pushing a lot b/c they were so close together. Next thing I know, the head is starting to poke out down below. And I still don’t believe that the baby is coming so quickly. Even then, I was sure the baby would slip back under my pelvic bone and still take forever. So then the mw has me feel his head, and tells me it’ll be out in 2 or 3 more pushes. And I’m in SHOCK! But I push away, and out comes the head. And they’re telling me that I can rest now- but I’m still having the urge to push- so I tell the midwife that I’m gonna push- and I do, and VHOOSH out comes Gavriel Simcha. He shot out of me really fast- everyone was in shock I think! And I couldn’t believe that it was over so fast and that he was there. The mw and doula were so amazing- helping me hold my legs, and the mw easing out the baby- I thought I was going to split apart and told her, but she kept me calm. The 9 pounds thing terrified me. But I only ended up with a small vaginal tear- 3 stiches, and an intact perineum. I still hurt a LOT for a week, but nothing I’m sure to an episiotomy or perineum tear. DH was also amazing. He stood next to me the entire day basically, and held my hand, whispering to me calming things. Mostly he was there. The doula did the more physical stuff, but he stayed next to me the whole time, and I was so grateful. My mom was also great- stood back and let the people do their thing, but within eyesight so I knew she was there. She cut the cord, and tells people about it all the time- it was her first vaginal birth (I’m her only girl, and we were all c-sections).
Everything else was pretty standard. I delivered the placenta pretty quickly; it didn’t hurt- no cramps. But it was HUGE. Like bigger than Gavriel- it looked like a big deflated basketball and was just a massive organ! I held the baby right away, nursed him, etc. got transferred to a regular room. I could go on for DAYS about what’s happened since then, but you’re probably exhausted from reading this much! The short version is: we got out of the hospital the next day b/c they were so understaffed, I wasn’t getting decent care from the nurses, and didn’t want to be there for the Sabbath. Gavriel had jaundice his first week, but has been ok since then. He does have thrush, and gave it to me (OW) which is NOT helping nursing. But we’re hanging in there. I’ve been a hormonal nightmare for DH, but hopefully that’ll get better soon.
Two things I want to add- the days post partum hurt! Two days after the birth I woke up with every upper body muscle killing me. Like seriously really weak- it was from me tensing every muscle while I pushed. And I was sore below- like really sore for at least a week. But it goes away- I swear! He’s two weeks old today and I’m wiping with toilet paper (sorry if TMI, but the day after I didn’t think I would ever wipe with TP again).
The other thing, is that I know I sound like a poster child for an epidural. But there really are risks, and not everyone is as good as the guy I had. So I wish everyone well with that decision- and remember that my experience with the insane ctx was not typical- usually they’re only like that for about 20-30 minutes during transition at the end.
It’s an amazing amazing experience. I still have active flashbacks all the time where I’m back in the room reliving it. Really amazing. And I wish everyone else a wonderful birth as well!!!
Shana, mom to Gavriel, Ilan and Nadav, and wife to Ari.
Dr. Cookie and the munchkins!
~Asking for prayers to help heal Ilan and Nadav from a burn accident~
So it's Saturday evening, Alexander has been put to bed, but refuses to fall asleep. Ari's watching the movie "!3th Warrior" with Antonio Banderas. William is laying on Ari's right side and is sleeping. I'm trying to catch up with ALL the posts I've missed while I've been at the hospital. (Needless to say, I'm failing!).
On Monday morning we went to the hospital and we got a room right away. I got a needle in my hand for the antibiotic shot and fluid. After I had recieved the antibiotics I got a chance to take a shower and after that the waitning game began. The wait wasn't too long, I found out that the time for the c/s was set to 10am. The midwife we had put in the catheder (sp?) and I was rolled into the OR.
I had to switch bed to the operating table and when I got on that I had to sit on the edge so they could put in the spinal. I LOVE the spinal!! it's so much easier than the epidural. It gives effect much quicker, but it also gets out of the body much faster. I had to lay down and they checked if I was feeling anything, which I wasn't. After the spinal I got a bloddpressure fall which caused me to feel very sick and nauseus. I leaned over to the right and almost threw up - but I didn't. The anaesthetist checked my bloodpressure and gave me medication to higher the bloodpressure again. They gave me more fo that several times during the c/s.
William started to scream before he was out - apparently they had gotten the head out, but the shoulders were "kind of" stuck so he screamed before he was out. They carried him beside me so I could take a look at him and I know i said "it's a little boy!" They took him away and cut the cord and washed him and put some clothes on, while I was getting ready - after they had put the clothes on they brought him back into the room and they put him on my chest. I was able to hold him even though they were finishing me up. It was such a precious moment. I was able to see him finding his hand and he started to suck on it immediatley. Then after a while they took him and Ari went with them to have him measured etc. When they was rolling me out of the OR i felt sick again and then I threw up, they checked my bloodpressure again and it was all good. When we got back into the l&d room we were able to spend some time alone with our new addition and I wasn't feeling too good, I still felt sick. Ari also called our family to tell what we had gooten and how the delivery had gone. After a few hours they came and told us that we were ready to go to the maternity ward (where all the new moms gets after the delivery - to rest and to get b/f working etc). I threw up again when I got on that floor. They were actually surprised that I was so sick - apparantly it wasn't common, and I also don't know ~why~ I was feeling that way.
We got the room. I got a private room (which I hadn't expected at all) with a phone, tv and a private bathroom. Willim was with us the whole time. I tried to b/f and he knew right away how it was supposed to work and b/f is still working like a charm!! I never expected it to be so easy - but I can't really compare with anything - since Alexander was actually born sick. After a while Ari left to pick up Alexander and bring him to the hospital so he could see his new baby brother.
Alexander wasn't too impressed. Of course he was curious but it wasn't anything he could play with! ~l~ I think he was a bit disapoitted that he wasn't allowed to do that. and he would definitely NOT cooperate so we could get any good pictures of them together. (we still haven't managed to do that)
Overall it was a good birth, I'm both happy and sad with my decision to go for the c/s. I'm happy because it went so much smoother than last time and yes, the test results showed that I did indeed have the group b strep even this time. Knowing that I feel so much better that I went for the c/s because I didn't put my baby in any increased risks to get it. I feel sad because I know now that I'll never be able to have a "normal" birth again.
William is sooooo beautiful and precious and he looks SOOOO much like Alexander - when he was a newborn). I'll show some when I find some that really shows it.
I need to go for now, i think it's time to feed Will.
I know I've more to say, but it'll be later!