Welcome to your lodge!! Looking forward to following along! Tell us a bit about yourself.
Welcome to your lodge!!
Looking forward to your intro.
Welcome to your lodge!
Congratulations and welcome!
Welcome to your lodge! I'm really excited to get to know you and learn about your previous births, too!
Welcome to your lodge.
Yeah!!!! I am so excited to have a lodge!!!!
My story so far.
Fall of 96 I participated in a national exchange from my home university in Washington state to Alabama State University in Montgomery. I was in a relationship but it was fizzeling out due to lack of communication. He was in the Army so we rarely saw eachother. I was behind my dorm one night hanging out with friends when Matt heard one of his friends and came back to see who he was talking to. He had a bag of cotton candy (one of my favs) and I am not sure how it happened but I ended up with the bag, he chased me, tackled me, and then kissed me! (oh, to be young again!)
We met first week of Oct and were preg in Nov. He decided to go home with me for Christmas and a few days before Christmas we found out I was pregnant. He was 19 I was 20 and we barely knew eachother, pretty scary. In Jan he went back to Alabama while I stayed in Wa. due to insurance reasons. March came and we decided we wanted to be together so he quite school, came back to WA. and we were married on the 19th. In June he joined the Army and headed for Basic Training. Serenitie was born in August, two weeks later I had surgery to remove my gallbladder. My Grandfather passed away beginning of Oct, Matt came home a few days later, and by the third week of Oct, close to exactly a year after we met we were moving to Ft. Bliss, El Paso, TX as a family. Glad I never have to live that year over again!!
Holy cow!! What a year for you! Congrats on your lodge! Looking forward to hearing more!
Wow! That was quite a year.
That *was* quite the year!! Am looking forward to reading your birth process.
Birth story for DD- Serenitie- 11
The pregnancy was great despite the emotional stuff I was dealing with at the time. I did go into pre-term labor twice as a result of the Gall bladder issues but we didn't know that was why until after she was born.
A week after her due date I had an appt. and was dialated to a 4 which was my OB's admitting point. When she asked how often I was having contractions I was truly confused as I didn't recall having felt any. Since I was at a 4 I was admitted and spent the rest of that day and night doing absolutely nothing. The next morning she explained that they couldn't release me as I was already dialated but it didn't make sense to sit there with nothing happening. We had tried walking and so many other things at this point. She suggested we induce and I was so miserable, stupid, naive..... I agreed. So, we started the pit and she was born that evening. I honestly don't remember it being too bad. But then it must have been because I finally asked for drugs but I was already complete by that time, so her birth was med free with the exception of the Pit.
This is one of my favorite pics of her. It was taken at her little sisters birth.
Birth story DS- Michael-8
After Serenitie we wanted another child right away and tried for over a year. I finally went to a fertility specialist who diagnosed "secondary infertility" and started me on Chlomid. After being on the highest dosage with still no sign of ovulation he wanted to do a Histiosapingogram (OK, I know I messed up that spelling, but I am too lazy to look it up) to see if maybe my tubes were blocked. He checked my blood for signs of ovulation, gave me the med to induce my period (I still wasn't getting them on my own) and scheduled the date for the test. Sure enough my blood work still did not show signs of ovulation. The day before the test my period had still not arrived, so I called to cancel. He made an appt for me the next day instead and said he wanted to give me a progesteron shot to start my period. I felt unsettled about it and asked to take a preg. test just to ease my mind. It came back positive and he suggested it was a false positive due to the meds, but did a vaginal ultrasound anyhow..........we saw a heartbeat!!!!! I still remember the look of amazement on his face, since my blood work three weeks before showed I hadn't ovulated and wasn't preg. but here I was almost eight weeks pregnant It was then that we discovered that my hormone levels are pretty low.
The rest of his pregnancy was uneventful. I was two weeks overdue with him and induction was scheduled for the next morning. To take my mind off things we went to the movies and saw "Never Been Kissed" with Drew Barrymore. Right after it started (about 7:00) I felt a pop and remember thinking "aha, that's what they are talking about!" as I had heard other moms say that they felt a pop when their water broke. I looked but nothing happened so I passed it off as the baby moving funny. At the end of the movie I stood up and......whoosh.. all the fluid that had collected came out. I guesse because I was sitting his head had blocked the cervix, then when I stood up he moved back and the dam opened.
We went home so I could change and call the babysitter to let her know we were dropping off DD. I tried to get in a shower but DH was waiting in the car and started honking impatiently.
We were at the hospital by 10:00 and were told that the exams rooms were full and to wait in the lobby. It was fine at first but then I started feeling really uncomfortable. At this point a lady came out of one of the exam rooms crying because she was only at a 2 and they would not admit her. I went to the bathroom to change and remember it hurt so bad I only took off my bottom garments and left my shirt and stuff on under the robe. The nurse came in to examine me and said "Oh my goodness, you're at an 8!!! Why didn't you tell us you were at an 8?" At this point I am picturing myself shoving my hand up there and saying "um excuse me I think I'm at an 8." Whatever. Then she tells me to walk down the hall to a laboring room. Hah!!!! Well, some kind soul left a chair in the hall and I promptly sat my butt down in it. The nurse came and tried to get me to move so they could monitor the baby but there was no way I was coming out of that chair. Finally a midwife came by and convinced him that the baby was probably to low to monitor accurately anyways and to just let me be.
I finally made it into the laboring room and the same stupid nurse proceeded to get mad at me because I still had my shirt, under-shirt, and bra on. At this point I told them I was pushing. So they rush me off on the bed down the hall to the delivery room. Now I am thinking, "who the heck thought it was a great idea to have all of these seperate rooms anyhow?" Pushing wasn't bad, the midwife kept telling me I was pushing wrong and to push like I was going poop. He was born at 12:12.
The next morning I went to the nurses station for something and noticed that all the recovery rooms were empty. I asked where all the mothers that were in the exam and laboring rooms last night were and they told me "oh, they're still there".
Birth Story DS- Isaac- 5
At this point the Army had transfered us to Darmstadt Germany. We were thinking about having another child but after the infertility issues with Michael we were not sure we would be able to get pregnant on our own and we did not want to do the meds again.
We had discussed adopting before and since we were overseas we figured it would be a perfect time. I had been on birth control to stabilize my cycles but after this decision came off. After many months we decided on an agency, a case worker, and a country (Aizerbaijan). We filled out the case workers extensive forty page questionaire and scheduled our home visit. He came and spent about three hours talking, taking pictures and asking questions. Before he left he made mention that I had been to visit the wash closet quite a few times during the course of his visit. I remember thinking what an odd thing that was for him to comment on. What did he care how many times i went pee? His statement bothered me and I continued to pester DH about it. The next morning he came home from PT with a pregnancy test and it was positive!
We called the case worker and told him we were pregnant and didn't think we had the emotional or physical energy to go through both the pregnancy and adoption at the same time. He replied that he could have told us we were pregnant and that he would refund half of his fee. I was thinking, "Well, why the heck didn't you tell us before we handed you the $600 check?"
Isaac's pregnancy was also uneventful. Like his siblings, he also went past dates. At day ten they scheduled an induction and while I really didn't want one (having seen how different induced and spontaneous births were) I didn't fight it either. His labor was fairly un-eventful in the beginning. They kept telling me that I would need drugs since I was being induced and reminding me that all I had to do was ask for them. I knew that I had labored under induction without meds before and was fully capable of doing it again. I was really starting to be annoyed by their continual offer of meds. The Dr. came to check me and decided I wasn't progressing fast enough so she broke my water and noticed meconium, at this point they said the baby's heart rate went down and put me on oxygen and put a fetal monitor on his head and started flushing out my fluid. This was all hard for me to take as I had never had interventions of this sort before and I saw my birth spiraling down hill. The nurse checked me and I was at a 6. Sortly after she left I felt my uterus start to push and was freaked out by the feeling, because I was not pushing myself. I told my DH that I was pushing and he said "baby, I have seen you push and you are not pushing right now". But my uterus kept pushing. The nurse came back in and insisted I was not pushing since she had just checked me and I had only been at a six. At this point I lost it because I knew I was pushing and had pictures of the baby tearing through a cervix that was only at a 6. I started screaming "I can't stop it from pushing!" over and over. Finally the nurse went to look and he crowned! I still remember it as the oddest feeling, that I physically did not have to assist my uterus in pushing him out, it was truly wonderful!!!
Oh wow, I'm loving reading your BS's!! Can't wait for the next installment!!
What a whirlwind first year w/DH! I loved reading about how you met/got together, and your birth stories so far are wonderful! What a wide range of experiences you've had (so far).
Oh, and I love the pictures! Your kids are gorgeous and you and DH make a beautiful couple! Gotta love a babywearing daddy, too.
Bith Story- DD-1
When we were ready for another one we decided to try what seemed to have worked to get pregnant with Isaac. Go on birth control to regulate my cycles for awhile and then come off and TTC. I was on the pill for about eight months before coming off. It was near Christmas and we took the kids to see Santa, when he asked my oldest what she wanted for Christmas she said very loudly "A baby sister." It was pretty funny. Then the day after Christmas we found out we were expecting. Everything went well until May when my husband was suddenly released from the Army (A very long story in and of itself). It happened quite suddenly and next thing we know we arrive in Seattle with no job, no home, three kids, and a pregnant lady. We found an apt. the first week but it was only a little over 800 sq. feet. At first it wasn't a problem because our belongings wouldn't arrive from Germany until end of June. I was not very comfortable, sleeping on an air mattress and sitting on the floor. When our things did arrive we just had them all piled into the dinning area and into one of the bedrooms. All of us slept in one room. Looking back it was actually kind of nice and in some ways I miss it.
End of June my husband landed a perfect job at Weyerhaeuser, got insurance and I found my midwifes whom I adore. I would really have liked to have her at home but you can imagine there was no room and it would not have been comfortable.
Because we had been actively trying I knew when I concieved and based on my past history and not wanting to be induced again I added a week to my LMP when asked what it was. Therefore according to my records she was due a week later than she actually was.
So her official due date was Sept. 3 (actual was a week earlier) and true to form she went past dates. Sept 7th I was trying to evict her by various means. My middle son kept telling her to "swim towards the light" and my youngest would tell her to "Find the escape hatch". They were quite anxious and comical. About 11:00 I laid down and was having very infrequent, small contractions. In an effort to see if they would go anywhere I tried nipple stimulation. I would stimulate one nipple, waite for the contraction and stop, then roll over and do the other. This pattern went on for about half an hour until I felt that "pop". At first I thought "Dang that really hurt" then it dawned on me it was the same pop I had felt with my second. I climbed out of bed and felt the fluid running down my legs. Went down the hall and told
DH and he went into fast mode. I wanted to wait before going in as I was not feeling any heavy contractions since I had stopped the stimulation. Due to my past history my MW had told us to go in immediately and he took it to heart. Once again I did not get my shower before leaving. We dressed DD and took off. In the van the contractions started coming pretty heavy and were exactly every three minutes, it was midnight when we left. We got to the center and they had the tub ready for me, I climbed in and labor stalled for a bit which was actually nice because I got to sit and chat with everyone (my MW, a student MW, DH, best friend, her partner, and cousin were all there). Fairly soon they were intense and I could no longer focus on anything else. I kept getting out to go to the bathroom and then getting back in. The MW finally asked if she could check me as things started progressing quickly. I was at a six. Climbed back in the tub and true to form, went from 6 to complete in a matter of minutes and was pushing. I truly hoped to have the same pushing expereince I had with Isaac but it was so not.... The pushing with her was horrible.. After she was born I had an intense headache that literally lasted about two weeks. Then for the next three months any time I orgasmed (TMI) it would come back. It was horrible!!! In fact, that is the only thing I dread this time, getting that stupid headache!
Finally, I had the birth experience I had always wanted, minus the not being at home. She was born at 1:34 and we were back home in our own bed by 4:00.
Create Your Own
Wow, it's great to read all your stories!
Welcome to your lodge, looking forward to following your next birth
This little One.
This guy was a total and complete surprise!! All of the others are right about three years apart and I had excpected that pattern to continue. For me, that age gap is perfect; they are weaned, potty trained, walking, talking, somewhat self-sufficient.....Yet, they are still close enough that they all play together and have a great relationship.
Sariah had just turned a year old and was still breastfeeding when my husband and mother began to tease me about being pregnant, of course I thought they were nuts. I hadn't even started my cycle again yet!
Then one morning I refused a fried egg sandwich and that afternoon ate a whole bowl of chili on an empty stomach reallly quickly and then got sick. That sealed the deal for mom and DH. Too shut them up about it I ran by the dollar store and picked up a test (figured I wasn't waisting more than a dollar on proving them wrong). Well.....Yeah......... They were all thrilled and I was scared to death! I ran to a normal drug store to pick up a "real test" in case the dollar store test was inacurate It was only a dollar after all, could it be trusted?
A week later I stopped by midwives whith Sariah for what they thought was a catch up visit, they were surprised to find out that we were pregnant again, but then I don't really think they were all that surprised at all. I remember after Sariah she had talked about birth control and I had laughed and told her that I actually have to go on the pill to get pregnant, so we were safe without anything. She replied that she had heard that before..........
They set me up for a dating ultrasound since I had no clue at all how far along I was. DH and I went expecting to see the little coffee bean shape, nope, we saw a baby!!! I was almost thirteen weeks pregnant! I had just adjusted to the fact that I was pregnant at all and now had to get used to the idea that I was almost out of the first tri-mester!!!
The pregnancy has been picture perfect in every way. Mentally I think I am still holding onto some fear of having an infant around. My first three children are older and while the idea of having a baby on my hip used to be appealing, I think it is starting to lose some of it's flavor. We knew we wanted a big family and we both still feel there will be a few more to come.... but I guess at the same time I am ready for a break, although I am not really sure that is even true. People are starting to ask if I am ready for this one to be born and the answer is "no, not really". While I am excited about going through labor and having the baby and maybe the first couple of days, I am apprehensive about after that. I love being pregnant and feeling him move, I love the anticipation of waiting for him to make his grand entrance. I don't think I am all that enthusiastic about caring for an infant again, does this make me a "bad mom"? At the same time I feel I am gyping Sariah out of her time to be the baby... She stopped nursing a lot earlier than my others because my supply went down with this pregnancy and it wasn't worth the effort. I guess I feel some guilt about that. I really don't know how she will react to this baby and that worries me.
Little too late now.
So far everything is perfect. We have our birthing tub (bought it from your water birth.com) and all of our supplies. We have everything ready for him.
My home visit was yesterday. I asked about which hospital we would transfer to and she said that since my risk of transfering for things like slow progress or something the like was highly minimal it would be an emergency transfer and they would take me where they wanted. I also asked about the birth plan and she said I could make one up if it would make me feel better but again with this being my fifth, never having had problems before and having a history of quick labor and deliveries she felt the chance of transfer was too minimal. In case of transfer both her and DH would be with me and since they are both very familiar with my wants and ideals it would be easier for them to communicate this then for the Dr. to be reading off a piece of paper in an emergency situation. It made sense coming from her I guess.
I also called group health to find out the cost of the circumcision and was told that if it was not done at the time of birth we would be responsible for the $20.00 copay. That was a huge relief.
On another note, I really wanted to get an Amby Bed with Sariah but never did. I would like to get one for this child but am wondering if it is truly worth the expense. Even off Ebay or Craigslist they run about $200. Does anyone have any experience with this bed?
The tub looks awesome! I'm sure this birth is going to go just wonderfully.
Yesterday was one of those days that let's you know you are getting closer. Just felt off, a little more crampy, little more crabby, more braxton hicks, couldn't get comfortable...
Today you would never know. With the exception of the bump in front I don't feel pregnant at all. Except for at night. I have hit the insomnia portion where I can just not get to sleep or get comfortable no matter how tired I am. Oh, how I long for the early days of pregnancy when I was literally asleep almost before my head hit the pillow. I suppose it does not help that I have a desire for a large slurpee after I put the children to bed for the night. The other night I asked DH to put me out of my misery and insert a catheter just so I wouldn't have to get out of bed to go pee again.
We bought the hose and the Y adapter today. DH turned up the water temp to ensure we have enough hot water. I have two friends dropping off space heaters for the bedroom and bathroom this week. Made a date with a good friend of mine to do some belly shots this weekend. Looks like everything is coming together. I guess I was slightly surprised by how much more thought and time spent gathering things goes into a home birth vrs. a birth somewhere else. We notified the neighbors we would be birthing at home. We live in a Quadrant community where the houses are literally just a few feet away from eachother. Their bedroom window faces our bathroom window and we figured we should warn them before we get the cops knocking at the door because I tend to be exteremly vocal during transition and pushing
DH has the children playing outside right now. I am so grateful for him. Being homeschooled we usually do a lot of out and about things and field trips during the day. The past month between me having no energy and the price of gas, we have hardly been anywhere and it is starting to show. While I know I should take them out, the thought alone wipes me out.
Sorry for the long, rambling post.
i know all about the insomnia!!! if i find Mr. Sandman or any other sleepy fairy, i'll send em over to you, once i finally get a descent night's sleep!!! good job for your dh getting the kiddos outta your hair!
I loved your birth stories that are wonderful. I can't wait to hear about your home water birth and I would to know what you think of the tub, I am thinking about getting one like yours.
Also your slide show brought tears to my eyes, it was beautiful.
Wow -you've had quite the different birthing experiences!! I know what you mean about your body pushing for you - I had that with #1 but not the other 2 - I wonder why it happens sometimes and not others???
i'm excited to hear about this birth!
Had my 37 week apt. yesterday. It was supposed to be at 10:00 but at 8:15 they called to say that there were two births going on and so they had to move me to 2:00. This was so much better as it meant that DH did not have to take the morning off the drive the kids to Coop. He was a little disappointed though. Then at 12:00 they moved it to 2:45.
When I arrived one of the ladies was just then leaving..... Those long births always amaze me. I am not sure I would be able to handle natural if it went on for so long.
Anyhow, the MW was so funny. She had been up for who knows how many hours and when she walked in she said "I am so glad it is you". Everything is always fine and I rarely have any questions, so she was glad for the chance to sit for an hour and relax and just chat. Can't say I blame her
I am to the point where all these apt.'s are starting to annoy me. While I know that logically they are not a waste of time, they sure feel like they are. It just seems silly to trek down there and just chat for an hour. Well, the end is in sight at least.
Like so many other NCBs and because all four of mine have been past dates I am really expecting this one to be also. I am trying to hold out until at least May 1st. It's for a silly reason actually, but one that is important to me. I wanted everyone in the family to have their own birth month. No two birthdays within the same month. So far it has worked...... We have Jan, March, April, May, Oct, and Nov open. Now the logic is that if this one comes in April it breaks up that three month open period and with another child we would have to try and hit the month on either side. If it comes in May, we have a two month block which is much easier to accommodate. YKWIM? I know, it is silly, but like I said for some reason it is really important to me and I think it is a good sign that with our size family it has worked so far!
Your slideshow brought tears to my eyes too!
I hope you can hold off until May--wanting separate birth months seems like a good enough reason to me.
I can't imagine homeschooling a few older kids, having a toddler, *and* being pregnant. You really need that sleep--I hope it magically comes back for you in these next few wks.
Ooh a waterbirth! Lucky girl! I can't wait for your birth! Won't be long!!
Warning ***** this may be a vent post.
While I know that I have little to complain about I am really starting to get worried about the time after the baby is here.
I am in no way a housekeeper by nature. It has taken me a long time to figure out how to keep the house clean and managable. I am so afraid that after this baby comes it will either revert back to a disaster zone, or I will be up and doing it when I should really be resting and taking it easy. I know I should just let it go, but for me having my house out of order is a huge stress!!! I can't function when it is a mess. Unfortunately I have not been as diligent as I should have with teaching my children to clean. I have these past few months, but I think it hasn't been enough time for it to sink in without my directing. My DH is also spoiled as I have never required nor expected him to pitch in. My mother is in no way a housekeeper, so that takes all my "help" and leaves me.
Same goes with our meals. I have always done it or we eat out. After each of my children we have spent the next week or two eating out because noone else would cook or clean. My DH and mother may try in this area, but that leaves a mess they wont clean. It's not intentional, they just are not use to having to do it.
Hopefully I am worrying about nothing and it will either not be as bad as I am imagining it or I will deal better with it than I anticipate.
As it is, since we are having a home birth and having a lot of people over for it I am constantly walking through my house making sure that it looks OK, thinking "what if I go into labor tonight, what will people think of my house when they come over?"
HUGS!! I totally understand. I'm learning slowly how to have a clean house too. I was never taught how to clean and as much as my husband tries he's still a man. LOL I really don't have any advice as I'm in the same boat but please know that someone else has the same problem.
You have every right to vent about it! You have so much on your plate! I've always struggled to keep a tidy home whether living alone or married with kids. (Looking back, I sure could've done better when it was just me! :lol:)
Honestly it's one of the reasons I can't see myself having a homebirth. I don't like people in my house unless things are in good shape, and lots of times they just aren't. :oops:
I hope you can find a balance between getting a little extra support from your family, and letting go a little bit, knowing that your HB will go great even if your house isn't in showroom shape when it happens.
Maybe there are some resources online to help you implement some kind of chore routines w/the kids or even just for yourself, like flylady.com or something...and I should take my own advice!
OHHH, I love flylady.net!! That site is really what taught me how to keep a clean house and get rid of the clutter. Although my family will tell you that now I am a purge queen and get rid of too much stuff. I still have and use a control journal and follow the zones faithfully.
Too bad we are not born with a clean tendency. Thanks for the thoughts, it does make me feel better knowing there are others who can relate and who don't think I am a little paranoid.
As it is, since we are having a home birth and having a lot of people over for it I am constantly walking through my house making sure that it looks OK, thinking "what if I go into labor tonight, what will people think of my house when they come over?"
Ah, I have the same problem! lol...
A bit OT but I just checked out Flylady and she's going to be my new best friend.
Hehe. It is so nice to have someone tell me when to do what and how. I don't take everything seriously, for example, we still don't wear shoes in the house and I am rarely fully dressed in the morning, but like other things you take what you need and leave the rest for someone else.
Not much going on. Feeling lots of BH that sometimes take my breath away. They seem to start out very low and in front and then wrap around and travel up, if I have these for another week or two it will drive me nuts!!
Had a midwife appt. today. Nothing new, everythings fine........ We spent the whole time talking about twins and their placenta's. It was an interesting discussion.
Like so many others I seem to have picked up a cold somewhere. It's not too bad, stuffy nose and sore throat. Sure hope it goes away soon though. DH says he can tell I am closer because I either have an "I don't care" attitude or I am very short and lose my patience easily, one of the two extremes.
DD's are also aware that something is going on. The oldest was at the birth of my youngest and seems to be hanging around me a lot more and just a lot more noticeable of my moods and actions than normal. The youngest DD is also a lot more clingy. The boys don't seem to have a clue.
I know, not an exciting update.....
I hope you feel better soon! Based on your history of going post-dates (every time, right?) you probably have enough time to heal before this baby comes.
Does this pregnancy feel different/harder on your body? Did you always have similar BH previously? I'm only a 2TM but I don't remember feeling many (or any) BH last time. This time, it seems like my uterus is up to something around the clock...
Will you get checked anytime or just wait until labor?
****Moving this thread to my lodge.
I was sitting on my son's bed with him on my leg and when I stood up I felt my mucus plug release and a gush. Part of me is still thinking it may be urine, but that could be denial I guess because the gushes keep coming and are uncontrollable. This baby was supposed to wait until May!!! I have never gone before my due date!!! Oh, man..... do I really want to do this again? I feel tightening but so far no contractions.
Pool is filled, family is anxiously waiting for something to happen. I have had a few good contractions but they are still inconsistent. Still gushing.
Thinking of you! Good luck today!
OK, apparently this kid has played by his own rules since day one. We were so surprised to be pregnant with him so soon after his sister which was a first, and then to have the gall to go before his due date! We are going to have to watch out for this one.
I had gone out to get Chinese food for myself as I was starving at about 9:00 pm. I hadn't eaten since noon. I got home and DH and I were settling in to watch a movie when my 8 year old needed attention. I went in and sat on his bed to comfort him and when I stood up I felt my mucus plug release and a gush. My first thought was that of "you have to be kidding me, we have at least another two weeks!!! The fluid kept coming and it was becoming apparent that it was not me peeing.
Based on my last birth we went into high gear. Unfortunately the children were not asleep yet and were "trying" to help. We got the bathroom and bedroom tarped and filled the pool, I finally sat down and finished dinner. At midnight there was still not much going on. I was in the bedroom waiting for something, anything....... and the others were in the den watching DH play poker on the xbox. I finally convinced him to put the little one to sleep and the boys fell asleep shortly thereafter. About 12:30 the contractions were coming regularly. We called the midwives and friends a little after 1:00. My friend christina arrived first and we just spent the time chatting. By this time I was standing and rocking back and forth during contractions leaning my head on DH's chest. The midwife and student midwife arrived next and started getting out their equipment. My best friend Emily and friend Carrie arrived shortly later. Then all of a sudden labor stalled and I was so frustrated! It had never happened before, I am not use to breaks. I was complaining saying that we really needed to get this thing going and over with.
I would have about ten good regular contractions and then a ten-fifteen minute break that I should have been enjoying but instead was complaining about saying that things were going way too slow. I was dyeing to get in the tub but was so afraid of stalling. Finally, I got in anyway and after about ten contractions sure enough we stalled again. Got back out and was hanging over the half wall that isolates our toilet from the rest of the bathroom.
Around now one of the student MW decided it might help if everyone left and it was just Matt and I. Sure enough things picked up once again and we were back in the tub. I was facing the tub wall and leaning over it with my hands touching the floor and my legs as far apart as they would go. during contractions I really wanted DH splashing my back with the warm water. He was behind me. by now I was keeping track of the contractions saying that after 10 more I would surely be done. Around five they got easier and I could feel him descending with each of them. Someone went to wake up the boys since they both wanted to be there. My oldest came to the side of the tub and was holding my hand.
The contractions then got harder once again and I was pushing but not too forcefully. The MW tried to reach and get a progress report. She couldn't feel any cervix towards the back but couldn't reach the front because of the position I was in so she asked me to turn over.
This was when hell began. Man, I hate pushing!!!! She said there was still some more cervix that needed to go but it was thin and stretching. I think I remember them telling me it was not time to push, but I told them to hell with that I was going to push right through. I think my feet were braced on either side of my husbands chest and when pushing I would push against him, arch my back in the air until I was literally almost out of the tub. Hubby said I would elongate the tub out a good foot each time.
I was screaming with every push, "God help me", I can't do this", "I am so done", "no,no,no, no". I think both student MW were trying to be encouraging and saying "let's say open instead of no", here is a break, you need to take it"..... and such..... and all I could think was to hell with that get this kid out!!!!!!
I thought I felt the head come out but the next contraction was still hard to push through, so I yelled at my husband to "pull it out now!!!" "Just grab it and pull !!!"
The MW kept replying that i knew they couldn't do that and it was almost over, but you probably guessed my reaction. to hell with what you can't do! Hunny, pull it out!!! The moment he came out it all disappeared and it was such a sweet relief!!! I was so glad to be done with it.
Here's the stats
21 and a half inches long
born at 4:35 am
April 16 2008 (I am so glad he was not born on tax day!)
As far as the poll for the perfect length of labor I change my answer from 6 hrs to 4hrs. I had the breaks, although I was to stupid to enjoy them, the contractions were gradual in intensity, and there is no way I could have lasted any longer!!!!!
I will post pics as soon as I get the disk from my friend.
WOW! What a great story!! Congrats and WTTW Tristan! Can't wait to see pics!!
Wow! Another great story! Congratulations!
What a big boy. Do you wonder if your due date was a little off, considering his size & the fact that he came so early?
Can't wait to see pics!
Wow, what a birth story! Congratulations on a great natural birth. Welcome to the world, Tristan!
What an incredible birth story.
Congratulations to you and your family!
Welcome to the world not-so-little Tristan!
Congrats!! Very exciting!