My contracts started to be consistent from about 4:30pm on. Anyway, I was thinking that Baby would probably come sometime in the next ?? hours but didn’t want to go into the hospital until I knew that the contractions wouldn't slow down once we got there like they did w/ my other two.
My mom came over to watch our kiddos & we finally left for the hospital around a little before 8pm. At this point they were coming approx. 3-5 min. apart & the hospital was a little over an hour away. My DH called the doctor on the way to let her know we were headed in. I asked him if he thought we shouldn’t have gone in yet but he told me he thought we were doing the right thing (imagine this is our third & I’m asking this question!) LOL . So, we got to the hosp. around a little before 9pm., went up to the birthing floor . The nurse read over my birth plan while I was changing then hooked me up to the monitor just to get a 20 min. reading. No, routine iv (yay!). She checked me & said I was at a 5. She said the doctor was keeping me & that she would check me again in an hour to check progress.
Anyway, I had DH run down to the vehicle to get a couple more things & while he was gone—very short time—I had 3 contractions (yes, I was counting while he was gone ). The monitor was showing that the contracs were strong & long—shortly after he got back they unhooked me & I was able to get up & move around. The contracs were really getting intense & close together—at one point, I went down on my knees & leaned against a chair. It was really bad at this point so I went into the bathroom & sat on the T (sorry, tmi) & had more contractions there.
The nurse came w/ forms to sign, consent to treat, epi, & one other. She left & then my abdominal muscles contracted as though I was involuntarily pushing—kind of almost like when you have the flu & your stomach muscles keep clamping down. Anyway, at this point I looked my husband dead in the eyes & said, “I want an epidural.” I had told him earlier to try and distract me because I really wanted to go without one this time (had epis w/ my others). So the wonderful man he is suggested that I try the shower. I didn’t want to but thought I should try it as a last resort before an epi. Well, in the time he turned on the shower, I started feeling as though something was happening so he went & got the nurse. She checked me and I was at an 8 (shower was forgotten )!!
She went to get things ready—well within a couple of minutes, I started bellowing like a bull moose—they told me to come out to the bed to which I replied “I can’t”. Dh practically had to drag/half support me to get there. I climbed onto the bed on my hands & knees (or she prob would have been born on the T!!). They told me to turn over to which I replied, “I can’t” and “It’s burning”. At this point, they didn’t push the point and let me be because baby was coming out!!
My doctor arrived in the room just as the nurse was caught the baby! It happened so fast & the nurse was nervous, so her birth time guesstimate was 9:56pm!! She was 8lbs. 4 oz., 19 in. (the nurse made a mistake w/ the tape though because I measured her at home & she was 21 in.!! No way she could have grown 2 in. in a week!) They gave her to me right away to warm & bond with me, dh cut the cord after a few min.
Doctor took care of the stitching—thankfully, not too many.
Third time was the charm for me to go w/o drugs though I didn’t even have time for an epi if I had ended up begging for one (which I was tempted to ). The most intense & painful thing I’ve ever done but the recovery was great & it’s amazing how quickly you forget the terrible pain because of the joy of having your child!! My husband REALLY was such a great support and coach for me—I’m really proud of him!!
One more thing, one the way in, it was raining, and I told dh wouldn’t it be fitting if we did have a girl because the name we had already picked out was Eden Rain!!
Sorry it's so long--I'm really happy to have had a great birth experience this time-- I think the Raspberry Leaf really helped
Even though I was due in August, I thought I would post here as well, since my beauty was born on July 28th
We were scheduled for an induction at 1AM on Friday July 28th because of my Cholestasis (37W2D). We called at midnight to check the rooms available and they said they don't take inductions until 5AM and that my Dr had wrote it wrong! So of course, we were anxious but managed to get in a few Z's. At 4Am we called and the hospital was ready for us. We got there in time, but were waiting until 6AM before we got our room (it was a very busy Friday!) We had to get pills inserted in the cervix to soften them, as I was only 1cm dilated and 50% softened. They repeated these pills every 4 hours. I was having pretty harsh contractions after the second pill (long and strong). They gave me something in my IV to take the edge off, but the two times they administered it, it literally lasted a half hour! I did not know how I was going to go through laboring so long. Halfway thorugh the third pill my Dr came in, checked me and I was only 2cm dilated and 50% softened! I just lost it. He decided to break my bag of waters and agreed to an epidural. Yeah! When he broke the water, I gushed A LOT, and it just kept coming! Almost immediately my contractions were full blown. When the anesthesiologist came in, I did great with getting the epidural, and had no problems at all. It worked within about 15 minutes, though I was still totally able to feel my legs (he gave me a low dose that I was able to self administer-- though never did push the button!) About 45 minutes into the epidural the baby started having decels in her h/r. The Nurse wanted to put in an internal monitor, but she was new at it and didn't catch right (mind you this is a HOOK that goes in the baby's head). While her and the experienced Nurse fussed with it, I demanded they put back on the external monitor so I knew my baby was doing OK, which she was. The second Nurse asked the first "Where did you put this thing?" My mind was racing at this point thinking my baby had a hook in her eye or some other place! She finally took the internal monitor out and I refused to let her put it back in. The external monitor was fine, but then about a half hour later I switched positions and the baby's h/r went down again. The Nurse was concerned that the baby was stressed or had the cord around her neck (the Dr later said it was not the epidural because my blood pressure was not dipping and I was having no contractions). They put oxygen on me and the baby stabilized. Sure enough, I switched positions again and the h/r deceled. The Nurse sent for my Dr. who said the baby was stressed (probably from the Cholestasis) and that she would not do well in the labor, considering I was not even contracting at the time. I agreed to an emergency c-section, and within 45 minutes my little girl was born safely. Brooklynn Alysabeth was born at 10:56pm weighing 6lbs and 20in long.
Here is Tristyn's birth story (better late than never, huh?)
I should preface the whole thing by saying that my FIRST labor was exactly one hour 58 minutes start to finish. I almost did not make it to the hospital, and when I did, no one belived me or even bothered to check me until I started flipping out on them. I made them eat their words! My baby was premature, and I still think it could have been prevented if I had better care.
So this time around, I had a Midwife (the best choice I made this pregnancy!) My Midwife listened to me, and took my past experience very seriously. When I started going into labor at 35 weeks, my Midwife didn't second guess me. Luckily, my labor was stopped with some icky shots. I actually held out to 39 weeks, when my Midwife decided to induce me because of my previous quick labor. (I live an hour from the hospital) So on June 25th I went into the hospital in the evening for cervadil. I thought for sure that with all of the early labor activity I had been having, that I wouldn't even need to Pitocin. Boy was I wrong. I woke up the next morning, and there were no contractions. Nothing. The pitocin was started at about 730. By 830am still nothing. Not even a contraction. My Midwife came in and checked me out. I was still at the 2cm I had been at for weeks. She decided to break my water at that point, and OH MY GOD, labor started. I wouldn't wish an induction on my worst enemy. My previous labor had been back labor, and I would rather of had that then an induction. From the moment my water broke, I was struggleing to breathe through the contractions. I couldn't see straight. I always said that I would never get an epi, only because my first was born without one, and I was fine. Um, I bearly was able to breathe to ask for an epi. At that point I was at three, and my Midwife said ok to an epi. The epi guy came in around 1015, and told me that it would take at least 15 minutes to get everything in place, and that it should start working about 10 minutes after that. I said fine whatever, just stop the pain. At 1030, the very second that he said it was in place, I felt the need to push. I told the nurses, but again, no one belived me. I begged the nurses just to humor me and check. When the nurse finally checked me, she started at me with really big eyes, and said, "You are amazing." Yup, I went from 3-10 in 15 minutes. She then told me that I would have to wait for my Midwife to arrive. (She was at the office about 5 minutes away) I told her that she better know how to deliver a baby because Tristyn was not going to wait. Luckily my Midwife made it in record time. The biggest relief was when she ran through the door, and I knew it would be ok. She got ready in record time, and told me that I was finally free to push. (I had to brag a little bit and let her know that I am a champion pusher - my first was out in eight minutes.) Well, I beat my record, because Tristyn was out in 5 minutes, no cone-head, no bruising. Two pushes is all it took, and I didn't tear or cut. I was in labor for 2 hours, 8 minutes. Ten minutes longer than my first. My Husband somehow managed to snap a picture of the second she was born.
lol, my Midwife said that for my third baby, she will induce me again.
Tristyn Elizabeth Righi
19 1/4 inches
My MIL had scheduled us for pedicures and I was told to "keep my legs crossed" until then so that we could make our appointment. Monday arrived and although I felt a little off I got ready to go to the trendy Eveline charles spa. I felt this weird pressure in my lower stomach particularly when I sat down or got up. I put a pad in as I had been having trouble with "leakage" too. When I got to the spa at 1:00pm my MIL hadn't arrived yet. I was feeling really funny so I asked if I could use the washroom before I went to get changed. Again when I sat down on the toilet I felt that weird pressure in my lower stomache. when I got up there was a small gush. I quickly sat down again and looked in my pad. It was pink. I wasn't sure if I had wet myself or my water had broke. I got up again and more came out. The toilet had blood in it - I was sure my water had broken. I sat there for a minute (shaking as I came to the realization that this was it) and tried to decide if I should go home or stay for the appointment. I grabbed my cell phone and called my husband at work. He wanted me to go home and was sure his mom would understand. He wanted to leave work but I wasn't sure when things would get started so I told him to stand by. I walked out and ran into my MIL coming in. I told her that my water broke and we went together to postpone the appointment. I walked out to my car with wet pants even with the pad. On the way home I made phone calls to my mom, and to my midwife but I wasn't able to get a hold of my midwife. Brian and I kept calling back and forth over the next hour and eventually the guys he works with caught on that something had happened and when they found out that my water had broken they chased him out and he met me at home.
I walked, ate raspberries, and started taking a homeopathic birth tincture to soften the cervix. No contractions. We called my in laws around 6 that night to let them know nothing was happening etc as my MIL was quite anxious when I left her earlier. It was a good thing because they were just about to leave to come to our hospital. My MIL was very concerned that I was not in the hospital yet but we managed to convince her it was alright. We decided to go to bed early as I would probably wake up with contractions right?! I had a hard time going to sleep and had just barely managed to get to sleep when my in laws called at 11:30pm to see if we were at the hospital yet. No not yet - we will call you when we have news. Unfortunately I never made it back to sleep after that. I literally saw the inside of my eyelids all night.
July 11, 2006 39 weeks 1 day
First thing in the morning I called the midwife clinic and told them I hadn't gone into labour yet. They had me come in for a non stress test. My husband and I had a chat with my midwife as to our options and Noreen said that I could ask for an induction or we could continue to wait for labour to start on it's own. She was fine with waiting for as long as I wanted as she had once let a girl go 9 or 10 days after her water broke. Yikes! I wasn't fine with waiting that long but we decided that going into labour naturally would be better for my goal of having a natural childbirth.
Tuesday came and went. I walked 10 kilometres and we tried to stay distracted. No labour. I was so tired from the night before that I fell asleep easily and got a fantastic night's sleep.
July 12, 2006 39 weeks 2 days
Wednesday morning my husband and I decided to ask for an induction. I hadn't waited very long I know but labour was just not happening and my in laws were driving me crazy. Not to mention that Brian only had this week off and had to be back to work on Monday. It sucked that he was wasting his vacation time waiting for the baby to come and wouldn't get to spend much time at home with us before he had to be back. I dreaded convincing Noreen to let me induce. However when we got to the clinic the other midwife (whom I had never met before) was on as Noreen had been up all night with births. She brought the doctor who works with the midwives in to see me. The doctor was pretty sure that if I hadn't gone into labour on my own in 24 hours that chances were pretty high that I wouldn't. That helped me feel better about my decision to ask for an induction. Since my water had broken then only induction available to me was the Oxitocin drip. I hesitated - nervous - as I had hoped for maybe cervidil first as it started labour much more naturally than the drip would. However I knew if I didn't go for this I would be in tears the rest of the day so I signed all the paperwork and Joanna (the midwife on at the time) checked to see if I could get in that afternoon. Unfortunately or fortunately as it worked out to be - all their birth rooms were full so I was booked for 8:00 am thursday morning.
We decided to go home and enjoy our last night alone together. We rented a movie, ordered in Chinese and cuddled on the couch. However that didn't last long. The movie was done, the Chinese eaten, and in the middle of our current favorite reality tv show (So you think you can dance) I felt my first contraction. 10 minutes later it was back! By the time the show "America's got Talent" started they were 5 minutes apart. By 11:30pm they were every 1 to 2 minutes apart and I told Brian to call the hospital.
July 13th, 2006
We only live 2 minutes from the hospital but by the time we got our stuff together and got there it was midnight. All the birth rooms with jacuzzi tubs were full so I was put in the tiny spare birth room that was usually only used for monitoring contractions if at all. I was disappointed that my hope for a water birth was gone. The nurse checked me and said "well you're staying - you seem to be 6 to 7 cm already". I was excited. I had three goals for this birth. #1 - to do it naturally. #2 - to stay at home as long as possible - I wanted to be at least 6cm before I got there and #3 - to have an awesome birth experience so I could say to the ones who tried to tell me how awful it would be without drugs that it really wasn't so bad. So on arrival my 2nd goal had been acomplished!
As there was no tub I climbed in the shower and spent the rest of my labour in there with Brian pointing a hot shower head at my back as it was mostly back labour. I used my voice to deal with the pain. When a contraction hit I would start moaning as low as I could and grip tight to the handles on the wall. It's amazing - before I thought to prove how strong I was that I would want to have a more silent birth but really the moaning was what got me through each contraction and kept me in control. I don't even remember hitting transition - I was able to stay in control the whole time through using my voice. I came out of the shower when I started feeling the urge to push. This was around 3:30 am.
And push we did. I pushed and pushed and pushed and pushed. An hour into it I felt like nothing had changed. Joanna the midwife on call arrived around that time and checked me. Apparently I had a small cervical lip left which she proceeded to hold back while I pushed more. I asked her if this kid was posterior...she replied in a gentle voice "it's going to take some patient pushing dear - it's your first time". So we did all sorts of positions - on my back, on the toilet, on a birth stool, on all fours. The worst part was the extreme back pain when I pushed - it was far worse than the labour for dialating had been. Finally the most comfortable for me was on my back. This was not how I had envisioned pushing this baby out but it ended up working for me. 3 and a half hours later I started to feel the burn of this baby FINALLY crowning! That was it...I was determined that this baby would come out NOW and so I pushed with new energy, and continued to push through contractions that didn't really end - the burning actually felt good - so good to know he was coming. I felt his head pop out and then his shoulders and then he was on my chest not even really crying. Brian and I laughed that maybe this was a baby goat as he was bleating this adorable pathetic cry. Brian Hunter came into the world at 7:01am Thursday morning. Almost an hour before I was supposed to be induced.
The nurses left him with me for a long time. My husband cut the cord and my placenta was delivered. Joanna had to leave to tend to another birth but said she'd be back as I had torn and would need to be stitched. I loved how no one was in a hurry to do anything though after our baby was delievered. They didn't even take him to be weighed etc until a couple hours later. Eventually we found out he was 8 lbs 1 oz and was around 20 inches long. Our families came to visit around noon and I went home around 4:00pm that same day.
Goals #1 and #3 were also accomplished. It never even occured to me to ask for an epidural - even without the water birth - the pain was manageable and along with that it actually was a great experience. I won't lie and say it didn't hurt - but it was within my ability to cope.
Hunter (we're calling him by his second name) is doing wonderfully. He is breastfeeding like a champ and has from the beginning. He's over 13 lbs now and we're having so much fun. We started sleeping through the night this last weekend and so now I've been enjoying 10 hours of uninterupted sleep - I feel like a new person! It's hard to put him down long enough to write his birth story! I'm so thankful for this blessing.
Here is my birth story:
At 35/36 weeks I went to the hospital with high blood pressure and had a sonogram and they noticed my amniotic fluid levels were low. I stayed the weekend on the antepartum floor hooked up to IV fluids. I was released and told to have a sonogram once a week to monitor my fluids. I went to my 38 week sonogram and my fluid levels were low again so I was told by my doctor to go straight to the labor and delivery floor. I was induced that day at noon. I labored for 12 hours with no medicine and then finally asked for the epidural because I couldn't take the pain anymore. After 1 hour of having the epidural my doctors decided to do a c-section because Everett was face up and I wasn't dialating. After 13 hours I was only 4-5 cm dialated. When they started my c-section I could still feel everything and they had to put me under general anesthia. So I was asleep for the whole thing unfortunately, but Everett came into the world at 4:11am and weighed 6lbs and 14 ozs. and was 20 1/4 inches long.