~*~ Birth Story for Brooke Malin S. ~*~
Contractions started around 12:42am on Wednesday, November 17th when I was at home in bed. They were basically Braxton hicks (or so they felt) and would range from 9 minutes to 12 minutes apart (about 45 seconds long) and went on and off until around 2am. After 2am and until almost 3:30am I only had 4 contractions. The real “fun” started at 6:49am when they basically were still about 10 minutes apart, lasting for 45 seconds but soon I noticed they began to really make me need to use my relaxation techniques. Before then I was still using them, I was even listening to the HypnoBabies tracks to help fall asleep. When it got closer to 7:30am I noticed they jumped to being 7 minutes apart then from then on out they would range from 4-7 minutes apart (lasting the 45 seconds -- or so, I actually quick timing them, just recording when I felt the contraction come on). At 8:00am I called my midwife and she had a car full of boys so she had the other midwife call me. I then called my doula just to give her a heads up since the day before my last update to her was that I was 5 cms dilated. The other midwife asked how I was feeling and I told her that I felt like if they came up that I wouldn’t really be in labor and they would have made the 45 minute - 1 hour drive for nothing. She said to go make a nice breakfast (with tons of protein), eat, then go lay back down and relax. I got off the phone and did just that, except I ate a piece of toast, maybe a couple bites of my eggs, and finished my Instant Breakfast (since those are so yummy!). I had a very hard time sitting down to eat and I wasn’t very hungry. I had a lot of pressure and it was just plain uncomfortable (I felt like I had to go to the bathroom). All that time from waking up I was most comfortable leaning on my birth ball and/or on all fours rocking side to side and front and back (while having my “Easy First Stage” track on -- but in all honesty, I didn’t hear one word she was saying to me).
So I ended up putting my breakfast in the kitchen and gave up and went to lay down in bed. All it took was once contraction when I realized that there was no way I was going to be able to lay down, I basically cried mid-contraction and went out to the living room. Adam and Callie were still sleeping at this point. I had another contraction when I was laying on the couch and I cried through that one and after that I called my one midwife back (this was around 9am) and she said that she felt like she needed to be with me so she was going to call the other midwife and head up. I texted my doula to let her know too and she was already on her way. I woke up Adam and told him they were all on their way up so I needed him to move the coffee table out of the living room so I could vacuum and we could put the blow up mattress there. After I woke up Adam I called his work to let his mom know that things were happening and she should probably come on up even though Callie was still asleep.
In the hour it took for my one midwife to come I had many contractions that were VERY short, like 30 seconds or less short and I wasn’t keeping track of those times. By that point I figured why bother and I even took down the clock from the wall because the ticking sound was getting annoying. Callie ended up waking up so Adam got her all dressed and ready and soon enough Adam’s mom arrived. Around 10am my one midwife arrived and started to set all her stuff up, I blew up the air mattress and Adam got started with blowing up the birth tub. After they were all set up my midwife wanted to check me so we went into my room and just as she started my doula showed up right by my head (total surprise since I hadn’t heard her come in). I was checked and my midwife asked if I was ready, the day before she had the same type of tone so I honestly had no clue what to expect. I was thinking maybe I’d be at a 6 or 7 but nope, she said I was at 9 cms and she was able to stretch me to a full 10 cms! My bag was still bulging and that was the only thing left keeping Brooke from coming. I really wanted to use the birth pool, having a water birth was what I had envisioned but Brooke had completely other plans. Not only could we not find the faucet adapter but there was no way we would have been able to fill up the pool in time. We decided to go with Plan B and set up the bedroom for the delivery.
At 10:33am my midwife broke my water and basically I started the pushing from there. Brooke was born at 10:47am and the placenta was delivered about 5 minutes after. The last photo I have from home is taken at 10:54am and was when my midwives were trying to control my bleeding with massage (and I had to use nipple stimulation as well). And I was being told to drink, drink, drink! My doula was giving me water and juice to try to help. I got a shot of pit and even meth and neither worked so my midwife had DH call 911 and the EMTs were there very shortly after (we live 2 mins away from the hospital and less than a minute from the fire station). Before the EMTs got there my midwife tried to get an iv line in me but my veins weren’t helpful so when they showed up she backed off and they were able to get one, after trying pretty hard.
Basically after the EMTs got my IV line and started on some fluids I was given the option to lay on this thing (not sure what it is right now) and they could carry me to the gurney (since it couldn’t fit down the hallway into my room) or I could try to walk (with help of course). I tried to sit up (with help) and got light headed so they had to carry me. This was where it got difficult for Callie (the most traumatic portion for her I think). I was all strapped on (with a blanket of mine on me since I was freezing) and I could hear Callie ask where I was going. Later on at the hospital she had told me “we lost you.” It just broke my heart but I was conscience the whole time so I do remember telling her something along the lines of me being okay.
Once we got to the hospital that was a whole other story that I really don’t want to get into. We did get home a little after 2pm on Thursday (Nov 18th) and things have been going very smoothly. Brooke is doing awesome! She’s a great sleeper and nurser. She only cries when she’s being changed or if she’s super hungry/dirty diaper -- otherwise she’s a happy baby (just like her big sister was). I didn’t have any tearing (just some skid marks) and my bleeding is already almost gone; which is I guess to be expected since I already lost a bunch. I guess I lost 3 times the amount someone “normally” would. I’m on orders to consume a bunch of iron to get my levels back up so Adam will be getting a nice list of what I need and going shopping for it all tonight.
Given how everything turned out I am very happy and grateful for my wonderful birthing team. Even though we had our Plan B I think had we gone with Plan A things would have gone much worse, who knows what would have happened to me. At my home visit today my midwife was even saying it was a good thing my bag of waters was so strong and didn’t break on it’s own otherwise we probably would have had all this go down unassisted and then who knows how much blood I would have really lost. Having a fully natural child birth was definitely something to experience and I feel SO MUCH BETTER this time around postpartum than I did with my labor/delivery with Callie. If I had to do it all over again I would still choose the route I did, and I think that having the short labor was a BIG factor in it. I have such a feeling of accomplishment that beats out anything else I’ve done in the past and besides the postpartum hemorrhaging my birthing experience was amazing.
He’s here and he’s beautiful!
On Wed. Nov. 10th, I experienced contractions from 3pm-11pm. They were consistent, but not getting stronger or closer together. I went to sleep that night but had my mom come over just in case to watch DD. They stopped during the night. The next morning I felt just fine.
Later on Thurs., about 10pm, my contractions picked up again. I figured they were just like the day prior and went to sleep around midnight. However, I woke up around 2am, Friday Nov. 12th, realizing that they still were going on and they hurt pretty badly. I called my mom to come watch DD around 2:30am and then hopped in a hot shower for some relief on my lower back. I woke up DH to pack our bags into the car and get ready. They were pretty intense at this point, but still manageable. As soon as my mom arrived at our house, we left for the hospital.
We arrived at the hospital around 3-3:30am (can’t remember exactly). As soon as we got there the triage nurse checked me and said I was already at 8cm! I was so excited because last time I went from 7cm-10cm in about 20 min. However, I was not as lucky this time. They got me right in and on my antibiotics since I was Strep B positive. The contractions were hurting pretty bad at this point. I had DH put on my relaxing music and get me some ice chips. At each contraction, he massaged my lower back, and put a cold wash cloth on my forehead, which helped out SO much! Turns out, I was having back labor because Luke was face up. I don’t wish that upon anybody! Sooo painful!
Around 7am I thought I couldn’t take it any longer, I was in so much pain and still only at a 9! I even told DH that I would be o.k. with an epidural or c-section. I couldn’t do this any longer. I was so tired and in such pain! Thank God, I was able to start pushing around 7:15-7:20am and only pushed about 4-5 times, my water burst, and Luke was out!! He was born at 7:35am, Friday Nov. 12th, 2010. I was so thankful to be done and have him in my arms. God has blessed us with a perfect little baby!
Nurse weighed him about an hour after his birth. After I got to hold him and nurse him some (which he is a great nurser!). His stats: 8 lbs. 13oz., 19 ½ inches long, 36.5cm head circumference
Last edited by Jaxie; 11-21-2010 at 11:17 PM.
On Thursday November 25th I had my 40 week check up. At the time I was 4cm dilated and 50% effaced. I had my membranes swept for a 2nd time while I was there. My OB was confident that it would be anytime that labour would start. Throughout the rest of the day and the next I was having some cramping and irregular contractions. The contractions were very irregular and not too uncomfortable. Sometime in the late morning on Friday November 26th I noticed that I started to lose pieces of my mucus plug. I informed my husband that I thought we would be having a baby that day. We decided we would go out for a late lunch, early dinner with DS. While out I noticed that my contractions had started getting closer together, but would still stop and restart randomly. A couple of hours later we went and rented a movie and got some treats at the Bulk Barn. At this time it was about 8pm in the evening and I noticed my contractions were becoming more uncomfortable and about 10mins apart. We spent some time in bed with DS and then tucked him in for the night at 9pm. We then went downstairs to watch our movie and at that time I noticed that my contractions were about 5mins apart and really starting to hurt. We made it through the previews of our movie and then I told DH we better start getting our stuff together and call the babysitter because my contractions were really picking up in intensity each time and were less than 5mins apart then. I jumped in the shower, packed the last things into my bag, and we got DS up to take to the babysitter’s. We dropped him off and headed into L&D. It seemed like things were really moving fast and I knew I was already 4cm. The car ride was so uncomfortable and I was having a hard time breathing through the contractions, which were now about 2-3mins apart. We checked into L&D sometime around 11pm. When I was checked I was still 4cm, but 100% effaced. I was taken over to my labour room at this point, but I’m not sure what time it was. I got my IV placed and put in my order for an epidural ASAP. Like with DS, I felt most of my contractions in my back. It was so unbearable at times. I believe the anethesiologist showed up somewhere between 12:30am and 1:00am. It took a while to get the epidural in, which was the same with DS. Afterwards I had to lay on my left side for a while to get the epidural to spread evenly. Before I did this the epidural wasn’t affecting my left hip and I was feeling my contractions there like somebody was taking knife to my hip bone. Again, I had the same thing with DS. It was about 2am when I was pain free and was checked again. I was fully dilated. I couldn’t believe it! The OB broke my bag of water to bring the baby down and then I rested until 3am before I started pushing. I started pushing with the nurse and she was amazing. We had to turn the epidural down because I had a really good block and once that was done I could actually feel enough to push with my contractions. I decided to use a mirror and it really helped with my pushing because I could see the progress I was making. I decided to get an episiotomy because I could feel my perineum was holding me from pushing my baby out. Two pushes later, Leah Brooke was born at 3:55am on November 27th. It just so happens this is the date my DH said that she would come! Leah was 8lbs 5oz and 21” long. She is the spitting image of DS, but with less hair and a few more rolls to her. I got to hold her right away and after I had my episiotomy repaired I nursed her for an hour. She is doing great. I’m feeling pretty good, but am now having to deal with all the postpartum unpleasantries that I forgot all about. She is definitely worth it though!
Can you please add my girls to the list
Working on it Added a few yesterday. Trying to get some more added tonight.....assuming autumn gives me enough time.
Erin Army wife to Shane Married 10/22/05 (5 years)
DD # 1 Willow Marie- Born 12/21/07 (3)
DD# 2 Autumn Renee-Born 11/27/10 (2 Months)
Apologies i have been so here and there lately i still have not finished this. I am going to try to work on it some this weekend. I am going off the list of ladies who were due in Nov. And then searching for the thread with the stats. If yours are wrong or you want me to add you. I can do a quick add if you can PM all the info.
Erin Army wife to Shane Married 10/22/05 (5 years)
DD # 1 Willow Marie- Born 12/21/07 (3)
DD# 2 Autumn Renee-Born 11/27/10 (2 Months)
I had a relatively short labor with my first daughter (5.5 hours), and I had heard the second time goes even quicker. However, I was not prepared for cutting things quite as close as I did!
I woke up last Thursday morning at 4:30 a.m. with cramping. Being one day from my due date, I had a strong inkling that this was it, but I wanted to fully wake up and assess things. So, I grabbed some water, went to the family room and flipped on the t.v.. After a b.m. and consistent cramps, I decided to wake up DH at 5:00 a.m., thinking he would need time to wake up, etc. I decided to shower and start putting the rest of my items in the hospital bag. (In a way I am kind of still denial here.) While doing this, I decide to have DH time my "cramps" just to get an idea. They were uncomfortable, but not painful. Well, they varied from 2 minutes to 6 minutes. I am concerned about how close they are together, but they are irregular, so I figure I have time.
We wake up DD at 5:45 a.m. to get her ready, as it seems inevitable that we are going to the hospital this morning and daycare is willing to take her early. At 5:50 a.m. my contractions start getting painful, so I decide to call the hospital L&D. She asks about the length of contractions. I hadn't been timing that, so I tell her about 20 seconds. So she says I probably have a few more hours of labor yet. I was not happy to hear this, because each contraction is getting more painful and closer together. I get off the phone and tell DH the bad news and apologize for getting everyone up so early. We decide to start timing the actual contractions and find that they are really about 45 seconds long, if not longer. DH calls back L&D and she tells him we can come if we want, and if I am not at 4 cm, we can walk the halls. So by this time it's nearly 6:30 a.m. and we start loading up the car.
We leave around 6:40 a.m. and by then I am in some serious pain. I can't sit, so I end up kneeling backwards in the front seat. DD is confused as to why mommy is sitting funny and I am trying to hide the pain from her. We get to DD's daycare at 7:00 a.m. I get out of the car to get some relief. (On the way there I had started getting concerned about the pressure I am feeling.) When DH gets back to the car, I have to muster up the strength to get back in. I tell him that I think this baby is close to making it's appearance. DH drives as fast as he can to the hospital, which thankfully goes quickly. We pull up to the ER entrance at 7:10 a.m. and the guards offer a wheel chair. The thought of sitting sounds too painful, however I can't walk either, as I am doubled over in pain. They encourage us to use it as it will be quicker. We get up to L&D and I jump out of the elevator to the desk and the staff can see immediately that I am in a hurry.
I get taken to a room to be checked, which I had been dreading (more pain). DH leaves to move the car out of the drop off zone. The nurse checks and says, "you are complete". Right away I am worried about DH leaving. She said, he is already down the elevator. They cart me into a labor room, and immediately the room fills with about 8 people bustling around. I feel like pushing but they are not ready for me, plus the doctor has not arrived. DH was quick, and returned to see the scene. The doctor comes in and we need to wait through a contraction to break the bag of waters. That was a nice relief in pressure - momentarily anyway. Then after 3 excrutiating pushes, I gave birth to my sweet Eleanor at 7:30 a.m.
I had an epidural with my first. Before and after that birth I always contemplated what a drug-free birth would be like, but knowing an epidural was an option, it is hard to say no to that. Well, this time I didn't have a choice, and now I am kind of glad I was forced to experience it that way. But, man, I don't think I want to do that again.
If you made it through this long story, kudos to you. I am just happy to re-live and document it.