~*~Rebecca's (Cherrychip) Lodge~*~

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~*~Rebecca's (Cherrychip) Lodge~*~

Rebecca! Welcome to your lodge! Only a month away until you have your little girl. Can't wait to follow the rest of your journey.

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Thanks Elizabeth! I am kind of panicking that it is so close, lol! This whole pregnancy has gone by so quickly, but I am very excited to be attempting another natural birth and looking forward to the labor and delivery.

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This is my birth story that I wrote after having DD1-warning, it is very long!

My due date was Oct. 19 or 22 depending on my midwife or the u/s date and I had been planning for an early arrival my whole pregnancy because my mom had early arrivals with all 4 of her pregnancies. I had told several people during my pregnancy that I would love for the baby to come on 10-10-10 because it would be a cool date for a birthday and it is also my mom’s birthday, but of course I figured the odds of actually getting that date were pretty low. I had my 38 week appointment on Thursday and confirmed with my midwife that the baby was in a good position for pushing her out (I was paranoid that she might have moved into a weird angle or something because I couldn’t tell at all what parts I felt when I poked around at my belly) Friday at work, I told the girl who I was training to cover for my during my maternity leave that I would probably see her Monday because I didn’t feel like I was going into labor any time soon. Went grocery shopping Friday evening and decided to cook a little bit nicer of a meal and have a nice dinner with DH since his work schedule had just changed and he would actually be home by dinner time for the first time in several weeks. I think I may have also picked up a few last minute items for getting ready for baby-sanitary pads, breast pads, etc. that I hadn’t got around to buying yet. I was really tired and hungry and while I was loading the groceries in the car DH called and asked when I would get home because he wanted to use my car to run some errands. I was really upset that he was going out since I wanted to eat dinner with him and started crying-love those pregnancy hormones! When I got home, he said he would skip the errands and just put gas in the car. We ended up having a very long leisurely dinner together and he spent the whole evening just talking and relaxing with me-very not like him since he usually does all his chores in the evenings and won’t stop to relax until he finishes which is usually after my bedtime (he has been on a 12-9 pmwork schedule so even when he doesn’t have to work, his whole day runs later than mine). He even mentioned that he wanted to hang curtains in the kitchen windows that weekend. I was like “who are you and what did you do with my husband?” since I have been asking him to do that particular chore since we moved in a year ago and he kept saying we didn’t need to. Saturday, we went to our weekly potluck lunch we have with friends. I was feeling great and enjoying my pregnant belly. My friends commented that I looked like I had dropped which I couldn’t tell if I had or not. DH and I both took a nap for about 3 hours Saturday afternoon during which I had one or two menstral cramp type feelings, but didn’t think anything of that since it had happened before. Also was not having any BH that day which I had off and on from 18 weeks pregnant. Saturday night we went shopping to look for curtains-didn’t find any we liked but got some baby items with a gift card we had. We planned to go out on Sunday to another store for curtains. We both stayed up until 2:30 a.m. watching a movie. When I went to bed I said, “well, I guess I’m not getting 10-10-10 after all, but I have a lot of stuff to do tomorrow so I guess that‘s ok. Come on Isabelle, you need to come tonight for 10-10-10!” I went to bed and DH was doing some stuff around the house. I had just dozed off when I had a really strong menstral cramp type pain around 3 am that woke me back up. Dozed off again and another one hit me and woke me. They kept happening every 15-20 minutes, waking me up. I didn’t think really think I was in labor, but was a little concerned that if I was, I was going into it with no sleep since I had stayed up watching the movie. I kept trying to doze in between the cramps, but then I started having really bad gas cramps and having to go to the bathroom especially when the menstral cramp feelings hit, so I spent a lot of time in the bathroom and was having a lot of soft BMs. Still didn’t have any bloody show and the cramp feelings just didn’t seem strong enough to be contractions to me (although obviously they were!) I kept getting up and down and at some point, I decided to go lie on the guest bed so DH could get some sleep since he had finally come in to bed. There was a pile of washed baby clothes on the bed and I spent a while folding them, putting them away and making trips to the bathroom. I kept thinking that I should be having a nesting urge and want to do stuff around the house if I was in labor, but all I wanted to do was get some sleep so I would have enough energy. I finally got the bed cleaned off and DH came out and asked me what I was doing. He told me to just stay in our bed and not worry about disturbing him. It must have been 6:30 am or so by now. I went back to bed, but only stayed a few minutes because the contractions were now too strong for me to lie through- I felt like I needed to be up and moving around when I had them, plus I still felt like I had to have a BM every time although I think I was pretty cleaned out by this point. I got up again and went on the computer to read about false labor- I was still in denial that I was in real labor because I thought there was no way I would have actually gone into labor on the date I wanted. Started timing my contractions and they ranged from 3-6 minutes a part and were 50-60 seconds long. After about 4-5 of these, I went in and told DH he should probably pack his hospital bag just in case it was real labor. I still hadn’t called my parents-they live around 3 hours away and were planning to come for the birth. It was now around 7:30 a.m. and I decided I would shower before I called since showering would make the contractions stop if it was false labor. They were now very strong menstral cramp type pains and I would say “oh crap, crap, crap, that hurts!” and kneel on the floor when they hit. I took a shower and yelled to DH when I had them-they were between 3-5 minutes apart the whole time. As soon as I got out of the shower, I called my mom and said “I think I might be in labor, I’m not sure if it is false labor, but I’ve been having these cramps since 3 am and a lot of BMs, but I haven’t had any bloody show. I’ll call you back in a bit to let you know if they continue and if we are going to the hospital.” My mom told me later that she immediately was concerned about them getting here in time since she was sure it was real labor. She repeated what I said to my dad and he said he was going to sleep another half hour then get ready. About 5 minutes later he got up and said “I think I’ll start getting ready now, just in case!”

DH and I both kept getting ready-DH hadn’t packed at all. I had packed everything I could in advance, but I had a list of last minute things to pack and things to do-I went into my work email and turned on my auto reply, emailed my work replacement to let her know I was going to the hospital, got our snacks for the hospital together and a bunch of other things. Contractions were pretty steady at 4 minutes apart and I had to drop to the floor and rock and say my “oh crap” routine with each one. I didn’t feel like answering any questions from DH during them and didn’t want him to touch me either which I had thought I would like being massaged during contractions but that wasn’t the case. I started feeling really nauseous during the contractions and I finally threw up during one of them-DH held my while I threw up and that I didn’t mind. At that point I decided that this had to be real labor and I got a little scared that maybe I was having a super easy labor and had just hit transition or something. I told DH that we REALLY needed to leave for the hospital – I think this was around 9 or 9:30 am. I called back my mom and told her the update and that we were going in to the hospital. I tried to eat some cheerios after this so I wouldn’t have an empty stomach and would have energy later. We still didn’t end up leaving for the hospital until around 10:15 or 10:25 am-my mom called my cell as we were pulling out of the drive way and said they had just left. We said we were just leaving too-we had about a 25 minute drive to the hospital. My contractions continued around 4 minutes apart the whole drive-I was really glad it was a Sunday because there has been a lot of construction in our area and on work days it can take almost an hour to get to the hospital. I was worried about having contractions while sitting in the car, but they really didn’t feel much worse than when I was kneeling. I drank some juice in the car to get my energy up and because I was pretty thirsty. When we got to the hospital parking lot, we paid to park and DH was trying to ask the attendant about if we would have to pay for multiple days for an over night stay. I was having a contraction and I smacked him and yelled “Just park, you can find out later, it doesn’t matter!” We parked and walked in-I wanted to drink another juice before we went to L&D but I asked at the front lobby if there was a restroom I could use and was told I shouldn’t use it in case they needed a urine sample. The attendant walked me straight up to L&D and into the ward so I didn’t get a chance to drink more juice before I was in their clutches. DH had to wait outside L&D until they decided if they would admit me. They hooked me up to the belt monitor and took my blood pressure. I was planning to be seen by the midwives on call and hopefully use the birthing tub, but unfortunately, my blood pressure was high and I was dumping protein into my urine (after having no issues with this the WHOLE pregnancy). Also the rooms with the tub hookup were all full. They hooked me up to an IV with some meds to bring it down but ultimately I ended up having to go to the OB side of the hospital since it didn’t come down. I was checked for the first time in my pregnancy and told I was 5-6 centimeters dilated. I said “YESSS, I didn’t come in too soon!” I was really happy about that since I had planned to labor at home as long as possible. They had me answer all the questions for the admitting paper work and then kept me in that room for about 20 minutes while they monitored me. I started getting really uncomfortable on my back and sat up after a while. That made one of the nurses come back in since it messed up their monitoring. I told her I needed to go to the bathroom and she said they needed me to lie down. I was like “so should I just pee on the table here?” and she said “no, just let us get a good reading during a contraction to make sure the baby is ok then I will let you go.” I was like “baby is fine, its just your monitors”, but I laid down through another contraction so they could get the reading they needed, then she let me go. I didn’t actually have to pee and I didn’t try too hard to have a BM since I figured at that point there was nothing left and I might be actually feeling an urge to push and didn’t want to make my cervix swell. I sat on the toilet for around 4 contractions or so just so I could labor in that position without them bugging me. While I was in there I saw I had started having bloody show. I could hear DH talking to a nurse outside the door, they had let him in since I was going to be admitted.-I was hoping I could wait until the nurse left to come out of the bathroom and sneak a juice from him since he had our snacks, but she didn’t leave and I finally had to come out. They told me they were taking me over to the OB side since my pressure hadn’t come back down and I would have to use the belt monitor. I wasn’t too happy about that, but I didn’t argue at that point because I was still able to deal with the contractions while on my back so I figured I wouldn’t make an issue of it unless it became too hard to handle them lying down. They put me in a wheel chair and took me to the delivery room. I told them I didn’t want a male dr. to deliver me, I wanted a female dr. or a midwife under a doctor’s supervision. I think this caused some issues for them since most or all of the OBs on call were male, but they found someone because all of the people who worked on me were female. When I got there, I stayed sitting on the bed for around 3-4 contractions. The nurse, Taylor, was very patient with me. Some other nurses or residents came in and she said something like “She doesn’t want a lot of interventions, but we need to get her lying down and on the monitor or she’s going to have every doctor in the place in here thinking something is wrong.” So I lay down and let them put the monitor on. Taylor offered to break my water and I told her “no, I’ve heard that makes your contractions harder”. She told me if she did she could put on an internal monitor on the baby so I could get up and move around in labor like I wanted. I was like, “no, I don’t want internal monitoring; I will deal with the contractions on my back”. Someone also offered me an epidural and I said No! and one of the other nurses/residents said “she is doing a natural birth and she is handling the contractions just fine”. After that no one offered me anything else. I continued to labor on my back and would squeeze DH’s hand during the contractions. It felt like the contractions were further apart than they had been at home, but when I asked, I was told they were coming 2 minutes apart. They still were about the same strength as when I was having them at 4 minutes apart and they felt like menstrual cramps from hell but they were not at all bad enough that I would have wanted an epidural, I had no problem taking the pain. The nurse left the room a couple of times and I made DH sneak me juice to drink when she did since they weren’t letting me have anything but ice chips. That was some good juice! I kept feeling like I had to have a BM and I asked the nurse to check me again because I wanted to know how close I was. She said that I wasn’t ready to push quite yet and checking would just cause unnecessary discomfort. I labored for what I remember as 1 or 2 more contractions but may have been longer since my sense of time was totally messed up at this point, then I told her that I felt like I had to push because I really wanted her to check how close I was. I didn’t feel like the urge was uncontrollable and I didn’t ever hit transition, at least not as its described in what you read. I just wanted to be close to the end. She checked and told me I was complete with a bit of a lip that she thought she could push out of the way so she had me push with the next contraction. I did not like pushing, a lot of women said it felt better to push than not to push or it was a relief after contractions-to me it was a lot harder work than I had anticipated and I actually preferred the passiveness of just letting the pain of contractions roll over me to the effort of pushing. I started pushing around 12:15 p.m. and my parents were still not at the hospital-they had called again a while earlier and were about 30 minutes away when they called. At some point while I was pushing, my mom came into the room and rushed over to me. She was like “your almost done, honey, you’re doing great!” and looked like she was more frazzled than I was! I said “this is HARD!” and she was like “I know, it IS hard!” She was also stressing because there was a miscommunication about how many people were in the room with me and they had not let my dad in and he had the camera to take pictures. She kept trying to go find someone to call down and get him in and Taylor kept telling her, “Grandma, your daughter needs you to hold her legs and help her NOW!” Someone did get the message down there because my dad came into the room a few minutes later. Taylor told me that I was doing 1 good push and 2 bad pushes with each contraction so I stepped it up and pushed super hard with each push which felt awful-it was like having the biggest bowel movement of my life-I don’t think painful is quite the word, it was more like the awful feeling when you throw up or have diarrhea cramps- a really strong, yucky expulsion feeling. With one big push I felt liquid and thought my water had broken, but apparently it was just pee  Then with another big push, I felt more water and that time it was my water breaking-I think it was very close to the push when she came out. I couldn’t feel how close she was to being born but they must have told me as she started to come out because I was pushing with my eyes closed, but I opened them as she came out and saw her come out and the dr. catching her and lifting her up-she was bloody and slimy and pink. My mom said “Oh honey she’s beautiful!” They didn’t put her on my chest right away which I was disappointed about. I saw my husband cut the cord and they took her to the side and started cleaning her up. I didn’t hear her cry right away and I kept asking if she was ok and why I didn’t hear her crying. My mom kept reassuring me that she was fine. The dr. and nurses were massaging my belly to get me to deliver the placenta. I kept asking why I couldn’t hold her and have her breastfeed to help deliver it. It felt like they were massaging me forever-they did finally let me hold the baby for a few minutes then I handed her to my husband. At some point I pushed out the placenta and they checked me for tearing. I had 3rd degree tearing and had torn my sphincter. I told them to please give me a shot to numb the area before they started stitching me up. There were 3 women working on my to repair me and it felt like all six of their hands plus a truck were being shoved up both openings-the feeling was the same as when the baby was crowning which was awful-the numbing didn’t do anything and I made more noise during this than during all of labor and delivery. They kept offering me an epidural which I still kept refusing, I told them to ignore all the noises I was making and just keep working because I was fine. They were triggering my push muscles whenever the tried to stitch me so after a while they gave me something, Demerol I think, to make my muscles relax-they said it would make me sleepy. NOT! Whatever they were doing was painful enough that all that the drug did was make me kind of stupid (er  ) Finally after around an hour of trying unsuccessfully to sew me, they said that they HAD to take me to OR and either give me an epidural or general anesthesia to do the repairs properly. I was kind of stupid from the demerol and at first told them to give me anesthesia because I didn’t want an epidural (can you tell I REALLY didn’t want the epidural  ), but they told me parents that it would be a lot better and I would recover faster if I had the epidural. When my parents tried to reason with me, it did sink in that the epidural was the lesser of the two evils, so I finally agreed to it. Before they took me to OR they also told me they had to take the baby to the nursery while I was in OR. I said I wanted DH to stay with her in the nursery the whole time and they told me he couldn’t go in the nursery with her because it was against hospital policy. I was like “I don’t care, that doesn’t make any sense, it’s a stupid policy” I told him to at least stand outside the glass and watch her the whole time and I repeated that I didn’t want her to get any formula or pacifiers. And I found out afterward that it wasn’t actually the policy and they DID let both my mom and my DH wait in the nursery the whole time so I don’t know why the nurse who said that thought that they couldn’t? After that, it was off to OR for the epidural- I remember thinking while they gave it to me that at least I didn’t have to worry about holding absolutely still during contractions so they probably wouldn’t miss! Once I had the epidural, the demoral worked and I was out like a light for whatever they did in OR. When I woke up, they told me they had successfully fixed me up and my DH would be able to come in the room shortly. He came in and told me he had been with the baby in the nursery which I was happy about. Once the epidural wore off, they took me to my room and I waited for them to bring the baby to me. There was a delay in communication and it took about a half hour for them to bring her-I finally got her around 6 pm My mom told me later that at around 5:30 pm the nurse in the nursery had told her it was policy to give infants formula after 4 hours and since it had been 4 ? already they wanted to feed her. My mom told her I was already back in my room and could they please wait a little longer. My husband had gone back to the nursery and confirmed that he had just come from my room and I was in fact in there. Since Isabelle wasn’t showing any signs of distress they agreed to wait. So when they finally brought her to me, I was able to breastfeed her and she latched on right away and nursed great which was the absolute BEST feeling in the whole world! I was feeling pretty sore as the epidural wore off, but when she nursed I got a hormone high that took away all the pain while she was nursing. We were in the hospital until 9 pm Tuesday night-we were supposed to be discharged around noon but the dr. on call apparently couldn’t find time to put in my discharge in the computer? So that was frustrating, but the nurses were all super nice and helpful and overall I didn’t mind being in the hospital as much as I thought I would-I actually was kind of glad to have the help and advice from the nurses during that initial period.

Now that we are home, Isabelle is doing great. Breastfeeding has continued to go very smoothly which I am thrilled about and I am feeling much less sore as each day goes by. I am also happy that I was able to labor without pain meds and pleased that my labor did not exceed my expectations painwise. While I didn’t get to do as natural a birth as I had wanted, I feel like the interventions did not interfere with my bonding or establishing a good breastfeeding relationship and I am proud of myself for being able to labor and deliver without any pain meds even though I didn’t get to deliver with the midwives.

eliann's picture
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Great birth story, even things didn't go exactly as planned. Hopefully there is even less intervention this time. Hopefully no tearing this time either. Ouch.

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Holy smokes I can't believe it's lodge time for you!!!!

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I throw up a lot and don't like people touching me during a contraction unless they ask/tell me first too.

Love this:

"we paid to park and DH was trying to ask the attendant about if we would have to pay for multiple days for an over night stay. I was having a contraction and I smacked him and yelled “Just park, you can find out later, it doesn’t matter!"

Why did they keep making you lie down? Couldn't they monitor you while you were sitting up?
Sounds like they handed the epidural part well.

And they wouldn't let your DH go to the nursery with her? Lame!

So what are you planning this time? Same hospital with the midwives? I hope you are able to do that so there is less hassle!
And so so sorry about your tearing. I had a borderline 1st degree tear and it was still super-awful to get it stitched up. How long did you push? I am hoping to not tear this time, or at least not enough to need stitching. I'm trying to do perineal massages. Have your midwives given you any advice on how to avoid tearing?

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Jackie, I know I can't believe it either. I'm not really feeling ready for this one to arrive, lol!

Vicki, I am going to the same hospital and hopefully won't develop pre-e or any other issues that would cause me to be high risk so I can stick with the midwives this time.

Regarding the monitoring, the only methods they seemed to have for continuous monitoring were either belts which apparently only worked properly if I was lying flat, or I guess they could do internal monitoring since the nurse offered me that if I wanted to move around, but that would have required breaking my water which I wasn't going to do. Seems pretty out of date, but that's how it was, I will have to find out if its still the same now. If I am not high risk, it won't be an issue. I haven't been able to find anything that indicates that it is ok to refuse continuous monitoring if you are diagnosed with pre-e and on a mag IV for it, so if I do end up with pre-e again, I will probably put up with the continuous monitoring again. I don't plan to show up to the hospital until pretty far along anyway so either way I think I will only be in the hospital a short time before giving birth.

i don't know what was up with the nursery thing. I am going to ask tomorrow what the policy actually is, but even though they told me he couldn't go, he and my mom both ended up spending the whole time I was in recovery in the nursery with Isabelle so they did let them. Which I am really glad for since my mom was able to talk the nurse out of giving her formula at the 4 hour mark. And they don't actually even have a nursery per se, since the hospital does rooming in. If you aren't having medical issues, you can't just send your baby off somewhere while you sleep, you have to keep them with you, which I of course would want to do anyway. Which as I think about it, maybe the "nursery" was usually for infants with problems so they would want to limit exposure to germs by having parents/visitors in there? I'll have to ask tomorrow at my appointment.

I pushed for 45 minutes last time which is pretty short for a first birth I think. I was more on my back than I would have liked due to the monitoring, although I am not sure I would have pushed in another position even if I had the choice as standing or squatting didn't seem very appealing at the time. I was actually annoyed I didn't have stirrups as they wanted me to help pull my own legs back-I know pushing in stirrups is bad, but I was thinking "come on, your going to make me hold my own legs when I am already doing all this hard work of pushing?" I didn't say anything though and it was probably better for pushing for me to do that rather than just lie back completely flat and let the nurse and DH hold my legs! I am not aware of whoever caught the baby doing anything to help prevent tearing, doesn't mean they didn't, but if they did, they didn't say anything and I had no idea what I was feeling down there-I didn't even know I had torn until they told me as I didn't feel it happen. I am going to ask tomorrow about suggestions from the midwife and I will make sure my DH can help me remember to talk to whoever ends up delivering me about letting me either see or touch the baby's head as I am pushing and maybe use olive oil or lubricant of some type to help. I also think maybe I should have waited longer to start pushing as I never recall having a strong urge to push-at least not in the physical sense. It was more like I was nervous about not progressing fast enough to keep the hospital staff happy-they didn't say anything to make me feel like that, but all the reading and research I had done talking about hospital time lines had scared me and I had no awareness of the passage of time left by that point so I felt a strong sense of urgency to keep things progressing as quickly as possible.

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Hello Rebecca! I'll be following you and hope things go a little smoother for you this time!

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I wonder if my pushing before I felt like it made me tear more as well. The midwives were really good about stretching my perineum as much as possible and I was in the water so I feel like that was a natural lubricant, so I don't know.
And you were early with Isabelle so you'll probably go early with this one as well!!

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So I had my 36 week appointment on Thursday. Blood pressure is still nice and low, weight was up 1/2 lb. Had the midwife go over my birth plan quickly-she confirmed that the hospital does not have telemetry-if I am with the midwives and they are using a belt for some reason she said they are good about working with you in whatever position you want, but if you are with the OB and nurses, they just want to put it on you and be able to do whatever other stuff they have to do which is probably why they made me lie on my back last time. She didn't know about the nursery but said that was probably up to the nurses, so no real clarification there. Hopefully I will not run into the same issues as last time, but I am not too worried as ultimately nothing that happened last time affected my ability to have a vaginal deliver or my breastfeeding which were/are my main concerns. I would certainly like to avoid the tearing this time, if possible, but I have to say that I did heal up quite nicely so even if I do tear again, at least I feel fairly certain that things will eventually go back to feeling pretty normal, it will just take some time. When they told me I had a 3rd degree tear last time, my initial response was "I'm ruined for life, we'll never have more kids cause I'm never gonna be able to DTD again!" lol! And actually,(TMI alert here) the tear itself wasn't what caused me misery so much, it was the fact that between my body cleaning out in labor and then the side effect from the meds made me the most constipated I have ever been in my entire life and trying to have a BM when you have stitches in your butt and are afraid to strain at all just is pure torture. It was 10 times worse than pushing the baby out. I will be stocking up on prune juice for the hospital this time, that's for sure!

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Sounds like a good appointment!

Oh man the stitches sound terrible. Yeah most people I talk to that had a natural birth say the same thing. The pushing/tearing didn't hurt near as bad as having to go to the bathroom postpartum. Sounds awful. I think my current situation (hemorroids) is sort of helping me prepare for all of that.

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Hi Rebecca! Finally stalking you here now too Smile

I was really surprised by that postpartum healing period, and I only had a 1+ tear. Those peri bottles were the only thing that saved me!!! Don't forget to grab a handful Wink

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Oh yeah, I loved my peri bottle, definitely a life saver!

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Welcome to your lodge!

I had a bad tear with #2 (though not as bad as yours) and only a small 1st degree with baby #3 (10 + lbs) so hopefully you will have the same experience!

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Thanks Kristi, hopefully I will not tear as much this time!

Had my 37 week appointment on Thursday. My appointment went great, blood pressure is still nice and low, heartrate good, I did gain 3 1/2 lbs this time although that doesn't surprise me considering the vast amount of chocolate I've been eating lately.

When I got to work, my assistant and one of my friends from another office had decorated my office and brought in some chocolate cupcakes and brownies (they know my favorites!) to celebrate. They gave me a set of cute coordinating outfits for my daughter and the new baby and a badge for my daughter that says "Big Sister" so that was really nice and sweet of them.

I finally wrapped up all the big things on my to do list at work this week, so I am feeling less stressed now about the impending big day! I still feel like I am probably missing things at work that I should be prepping, but my brain is kind of fried and I think I'm mentally starting to check out. Hoping to have at least one more week though, as my replacement starts full time on Weds., so I'd like to get in a few days with her doing everything under my supervision, but if not, she will still be ok. And also would prefer to have baby around the 20th so that I can go back to work later in July after the summer rush time is ended.

I picked up some storage stuff from Walmart and Target yesterday and today so I can finally start moving Isabelle's clothes out of the nursery and into her big girl room and then put the baby's clothes in the nursery. Hopefully will get that done before baby comes. I also bought snacks and stuff for the hospital so now I just need to throw everything in a bag. Starting to finally feel ready here and not so stressed!

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Oh you're still trying to get the nursery ready too? I don't feel so bad haha! I need to get a peri bottle, can you buy them anywhere?

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They actually gave me a peri bottle in the hospital last time so I think they will give me another this time and I probably have the old one somewhere. Otherwise I might try the pharmacy section if you need to buy one?

I moved Isabelle's stuff out of the nursery yesterday and I guess my body noticed as I have been having contractions since 6am this morning so I am pretty sure today is the day. I was hoping to wait another week or two, but I did finish all the big stuff on my to do list at work Friday so oh well. Currently chilling at home, just finished packing my hospital bag, going to rest and eat and hydrate. My parents are driving over from 3 hours away and DD is at daycare. With luck this labor will pick up fast once my parents are here and they will get to witness the birth before one of them has to leave to get DD at the end of the day-we will see.

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Woot, praying for you Rebecca! Hope this is it for you! Sounds like you're as ready as you will be. Biggrin

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From April 2013 BB-
Liliana Faith was born at 3:22 p.m. today, 7 lbs. 6 oz and 20.5 inches long. I had a natural delivery as I was hoping. I was going to post an updaet when leaving for the hospital, but things sped up pretty fast at the end so I wasn't able to get back on the computer. I walked into LDR at the hospital at 3 p.m. and she was born 22 minutes later so i cut it really close-I had joked I wanted to arrive when baby was crowning and I almost did-I don't really recommend that, haha! I will probaly wait to post pics until I get home as our laptop is really craippy and slow so its hard to do stuff on it.

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Said it on the April board, but congrats Rebecca! Sounds like an awesome birth, can't wait to read more of the birth story and see some pics!!

WTTW Liliana!

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Congratulations!!! WTTW, Liliana! Can't wait to hear more/see pics but I'm glad to hear it all went pretty well! Enjoy that baby...

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Oh yay yay yay! Glad things went so well! Can't wait to hear more and see pictures!!

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Copied from April 2013:
This turned into a novel as I tried to write down all the details I could remember so for those who don?t want to read the whole thing, here is a summary:
Went into labor around 6am on April 8, labored in the comfort of my own home until just after 2pm. Contractions were still 5 minutes apart when we left for the hospital at my mom?s urging. I was convinced we were going in too early, however my water broke when I used the restroom at the hospital before checking into LDR. Walked through the doors to LDR at 3:00 p.m., barely made it to the nurses station where I dropped down on all fours and yelled that I was pushing. Was quickly assessed, found to have an anterior lip I could push past, was rapidly admitted without any preliminary monitoring or IV. I was moaning and yelling the whole time once I was admitted as the urge to push, pushing, and delivery was really painful. I had the baby at 3:22 p.m., 22 minutes after walking through the doors, baby was put on my chest and cord cutting was delayed, also refused Hep. B and eye drops. I had a 3rd degree tear again but was able to be repaired without an epidural this time and the recovery from it has been much easier this time. Liliana started nursing well by the second night and has been nursing like a champ, also sleeps on her own without having to be held which is great.

The Long Version:

I had been focused on getting everything done at work for the last few weeks and stressed about my work to-do list. My goal was to get everything done by Friday, April 5 as I had reason to believe I would have my daughter early, although I was hoping to stay pregnant until at least April 12 and ideally until a day or two before my due date on the 22nd. I made arrangements with DH to pick up DD from daycare so I was able to work late on Thursday and Friday that week and when I left work on Friday, I felt like I had checked off all of the big things on my to do list. I was still fully planning on being at work for at least another few days to finish some training with the person covering during my absence, but instead of feeling stressed, I now started feeling an impending sense of calm. That should have been my first clue as I had the same sense of calm a few days before DD1 was born. I had also finally picked up the snacks and juice I wanted for the hospital plus breast pads at my weekly shopping trip Thursday night after putting it off for the last few shopping trips.

Saturday we went to a friend?s baby dedication lunch (coincidentally, we also attended a baby dedication lunch the weekend that DD1 was born) and Sunday I spent the day moving DD1?s clothes out of the nursery and into her big girl room and working on a baby carrier I was sewing. When I went to bed Sunday night, I had a lot of gas pains which I blamed on the beans we had for dinner and I noticed the baby was super active after having been rather quiet the last couple of days. In fact, she was so active that it was hard to sleep between her and the gas pains.

I woke sometime between 1-3am to use the restroom and again around 5:30 am at which point I wasn?t able to fall back asleep. I kept feeling super gassy and constipated. My alarm goes off at 6:30 am so around 6am I went ahead and got up to see if I could get things moving so I wouldn?t be so uncomfortable at work. I got up and drank some water and ate some oatmeal, then was finally able to have a bowel movement. When I wiped, there was a bit of pink mucus and I then had a contraction. I was like crap, I do NOT want to be going into labor today, it is too early, I will have to go back to work before the 4th of July so I won?t be able to visit my family for the holiday. I was hoping the contraction was a fluke one from having the BM, but I had a couple more so I went upstairs and told DH that I had started having contractions and thought I was going into labor. He was supposed to go to class and teach a class that day, both two hours from home. He didn?t have to leave until 8:30am so we started making plans for what we would do if my contractions didn?t stop soon and DH got up and started getting dressed and packing stuff for the hospital.. I decided to go ahead and shower to see if that had any effect. I had DH time contractions as I was showering and they were about 4 min apart but not very long or strong. Since they didn?t stop while I was showering, I figured this was it and went ahead and called my mom to let her know. I had promised her that I would give her plenty of warning this time around as last time, I was in denial that I was in labor for several hours so they only made it to the hospital about 15 minutes before DD1 was born. My mom was supposed to teach classes that day as well, so she decided she would go ahead and let them know to get a sub since she had to drive 3 hours to get to my house and she wouldn?t get off work until 1p.m. if she went in. DD1 was scheduled to go to daycare that day, so the plan was that DH would drop her to daycare and we would stay at home until my parents got to our house (unless things started going too fast), then we would all go to the hospital together and hopefully I would deliver before 5p.m. which was when either my mom or dad would have to leave to pick up DD1 from daycare. I got dressed and started packing stuff for the hospital and DH was supposed to be getting DD1 ready for daycare but he kept doing other stuff. We have an old dresser we are trying to fix up for DD1?s big girl room and a friend was supposed to stop by that morning with a piece of wood we needed to try and fix one of the drawers. DH was telling him to wait while he tried to screw the wood in and then he went back and asked the guy if he had a drill with him. I kept yelling at DH from upstairs not to worry about that it wasn?t the priority right now. DH finally stopped messing with that and we did finally get DD1 out the door to daycare which was a relief to me because she would try to play with me when I was dropping down on the floor during contractions when I just wanted to be left alone. I kissed her goodbye when DH left with her and told her to have a good day at daycare and that little sister would be coming soon.

I called in to work at 8:30 a.m. to let them know I wouldn?t be coming in and went over some last minute stuff with my assistant. I also went into my email and set up my auto response for my maternity leave. I also posted at various points on pregnancy.org and facebook that I was having contractions.

I spent the morning packing which seemed to take forever, lurking on the internet and dealing with contractions. I would usually either get down in a squatting position on all fours during contractions, or grabbing the stairpost and dropping down kind of hanging from it and making noises. Sometimes I would lean against a wall in the position you use to stretch your leg muscles before and after a workout. I also made sure to drink liquids in great quantities as I didn?t want to be dehydrated like I was with my first labor. I also ate when I felt like it, I had several bowls of cereal with milk throughout the morning. With my first labor, I didn?t want to eat or drink anything and actually threw up at one point, probably because I went into labor in the middle of the night after not going to bed-lack of sleep has always made me nauseous. This time I was able to eat and drink frequently which was good, except I had to pee a lot which was uncomfortable because I would usually have a contraction when I was sitting on the toilet which felt worse than being able to squat through them.

At one point, I realized that DH and I had never discussed how we wanted to spell Liliana?s name, so I wrote the spelling I wanted on a piece of paper and showed him which he agreed that that spelling was fine (whew cause sometimes he wants to get creative and I am not a big fan of really unique spelling for names!)

DH went to lie down for a while and then my parents arrived around 12:30 p.m.

We took a few last preggo pictures of me with DH and with my mom and we visited between contractions.

My mom kept asking if I was ready to go to the hospital and I kept saying we had plenty of time, since I hadn?t thrown up yet and my contractions were now around 7-8 minutes apart. I was hungry again and made some peanut butter toast which I had to have a couple of BM?s part way through. After the BMs I finished the toast and my contractions started getting more painful to the point where I was vocalizing pretty loudly through them-before that I had been able to breath and not be loud if I wanted to, now I felt like I had to be loud. I also had 3 that were fairly close together. My mom strongly suggested that now might be the time to start leaving and since we had a 30 minute drive and I was worried about them getting too strong to sit through in the car, I agreed that we should probably go ahead and go, although I was sure we were probably leaving too soon and I would end up spending a lot of time hooked up to monitors and crap, especially if it turned out I had Pre-e again as I had last time upon going into labor. It still took us a while to get out the door as DH had to finish loading everything into the car, I had to find a towel to sit on in case my water broke, and I had to call the hospital and page the midwives so one would be available for me to deliver with.

We finally pulled out of the driveway around 2:12 p.m. My contractions were 5 minutes after the end of one to the start of the next the whole way to the hospital and were quite strong and painful-I would hit the window during them and at first I tried making noise though them but that made me feel like I was going to hyperventilate so I started doing breathing, focusing on breathing in and out through them. They probably lasted about a minute at this point. It was raining that day, but traffic was light, even through the construction zone so we made it to the hospital by around 2:40 p.m. but we had to find a place to park in the parking structure which seriously took forever (they do have valet parking but for some reason, I didn?t think of that in the moment and was just thinking we had to all park together and be able to walk in together). DH also wanted to ask the parking attendant about the amount and when you pay (they changed the way you paid from last time I gave birth there so he was asking about that) and like last time, I was yelling at him that it didn?t matter, just pay and go find a place to park (seriously dude, now is NOT the time to worry about those kinds of details, you think he?d have learned after last time haha)
Once we found a place to park, I was making sure we had all the stuff I wanted for the delivery room and telling DH to leave anything we wanted for afterward so we wouldn?t have too much stuff in the delivery room. I hid a couple of juice packs in my pillowcase in case I ended up risking out of the midwives and having to go with an OB which would mean I wouldn?t be allowed to drink. I told both my Mom and DH to ask for a restroom when we checked in at the entrance desk because if I asked, they would tell me to hold it for LDR in case they wanted a urine sample and I both really needed to pee and was still planning to hide in the bathroom and labor a bit until I was ready to check into LDR (Labor and Delivery).
We had to walk to the elevator in the parking structure and then across the driveway to the hospital entrance. My contractions were very strong and walking made them worse so I had to stop and lean against a wall when they hit. When I got off the elevator, someone asked if I needed a wheelchair while I was having a contraction and I kind of snapped ?no that will make it worse? My mom added ?no thank you, but thanks for offering? I guess she was afraid I sounded too curt lol!

We got to the entrance desk and checked in-I had a contraction during check in and had to lean against a chair until it passed. My mom asked about the restroom and was told it was down the hall on the first floor-LDR is on the 3rd floor. I made my way slowly down the hall to the restroom (it was quite a ways down) and found that it was a single stall so it wouldn?t really work for me to stay in there and labor for any length of time as other people might be waiting to use it. I decided I would go ahead and pee and then go up to the 3rd floor-there is a waiting room outside LDR where partners have to wait until you are admitted so the nurses can ask you your history in private-so I was going to go in there and labor for a bit. As soon as I sat down to pee, I felt a pop and my water broke and gushed into the toilet. I went ahead and peed then checked to make sure the water didn?t look like it had meconium in it-it was just a bit bloody from my mucus plug and yellow from the pee so I figured it was good but had my mom take a look for a second opinion. We then made our way back to the elevator and waited for what seemed like forever for it to arrive. At some point here, I decided I was going straight into LDR instead of to the waiting room-my contractions were even stronger and I started feeling like I needed to have another BM so while my thinking at this point starts getting blurred, once my water broke, I decided to go straight to LDR. I drank another sip of water in the elevator and made a comment to my family about drinking now before they cut me off. When we got to the 3rd floor you have to call on a phone outside of LDR for them to open the doors. This was at 3:00 p.m. I was feeling a sense of urgency at this point and I had to call twice before someone picked up. When the doors opened I walked through but I was having trouble walking. I should have had DH help me, but I wasn?t thinking clearly and since I knew they would make DH leave until I was admitted, in my mind he wasn?t allowed in there until they admitted me so I didn?t have him help me walk in. you have to walk down a short hallway and around a corner to get to where they admit you. I had to stop twice as I was walking from the contractions and was really having a strong BM feeling. I remember thinking I HAD to make it around the corner so they would be able to see me. As soon as I made it around the corner I had a super strong BM feeling and fell down on my hands and knees and yelled something like ?I?m pushing,help me!? This is where my body took over and my brain shut off so I don?t remember all the details or specific order of things but this is what I recall.
There were a couple of midwives I recognized from my office visits, including the one I preferred to see and some other personnel, I assume nurses. Someone said ?Oh no you don?t, let?s get up? and helped pull me to my feet and into one of the assessment rooms. I started frantically kicking off my shoes and pulling my pants and underware off then I lay down on the bed. Some of the nurses/midwives helped pull off my sweater and shirt which was hard because I couldn?t really sit up to get them off. I was not able to sit up to get my bra off and I told them ?I don?t need a gown, I don?t care, I can just wear my bra? as there was no way I could have sat up to get a gown on ( and I could have been stark naked in front of the world and not cared at that point!) They quickly checked me and said ?She has a bit of anterior lip which she could push over. I remember I kept saying over and over?I?m so sorry I didn?t mean to cut it this close, I?m sorry? and they kept saying its ok. They quickly helped me onto a stretcher and I was yelling please bring in my DH I don?t want him to miss it? I remember being rolled quickly down the hall and my parents and DH joined me at some point. I kept having to push and yelling ?I ?m pushing I can?t help it? The midwife told me to do the blowing breathing they tell you to do when you aren?t supposed to push and I did then yelled ?its not working? She said ?You can?t push when you are blowing? so I thought, well she should know and kept blowing for all I was worth even though I felt like I was still pushing at the same time. I remember making all kinds of noise as well and saying how horrible it felt and I was never having more kids and I don?t know what all. I have to say that with DD1 I never had an urge to push and when I did push, it felt yucky but not painful. This time it was incredibly painful and I now know what others mean when they say they couldn?t help pushing, it was an urge that was not to be resisted, like having the most awful BM of your life! I also felt the crowning this time which I didn?t with DD1 and it was really painful.

We got to the delivery room and they wanted my parents to wait outside while they set up or something. I yelled please don?t send them away, I don?t want them to miss it. They assured me they were just waiting out in the hall. I was helped onto another bed and was lying flat on my back. I remember thinking that I was in a lousy position for pushing but that there was no way I could possibly move or handle being in another position. And while I have no recollection of this, in watching a video clip my dad took, one of the midwives asked me if I wanted to lie on my side and I responded ?No, I can?t move?. I remember thinking that there were a lot of people in the room and I had been undecided if I wanted students in the room and wanted to know everyone?s name and title. I thought ?I don?t care who is in here and there is no way I would be able to remember anything if people introduced themselves to me at this point so forget about that?. The midwife who would be catching the baby asked about if they had gotten a heart rate in the admitting room and I told her they didn?t, they hadn?t had time. One of the nurses held a monitor to my belly and they picked up the heart rate right away which was reassuring to me. One nurse was on my left side and my mom was on my right side and I think they held my hands during contractions, I also kept wiping my face with my hands and moaning and groaning and running my mouth about how horrible it was this time and I didn?t want to do it, was never having more kids, etc! The nurse put a cool wet rag on my face which felt good. I remember my mouth was super dry and I wondered how it could be so dry when I had drunk so much liquid all day. I kept asking if I had to hurry to push the baby out or if I could take some time and they kept assuring me I could take as long as I needed. I asked them to help me not to tear badly if possible as well. At one point they lost the heart rate on the monitor and I freaked out thinking I had to get the baby out now. I tried pushing really hard when I wasn?t having a contraction which didn?t really do much and the midwife asked me if I was having one. I said no and she told me to wait until I was having one and that the baby was fine, they just didn?t have the monitor on her at the moment.

Everyone was commenting on how the baby had a lot of hair. I remembered that I had wanted to either touch the baby?s head or see it in a mirror in my birth plan, but it hurt so bad that I didn?t want to touch down there or even see it so I didn?t ask to. One of those things that sounded good in theory, but in the moment not so much. As I pushed the baby?s head out, it hurt worse and worse, at one point I made the comment that it felt like my clitoris was tearing, not sure if that is actually possible but it wasn?t a pleasant thought or feeling at the time. I asked if I could let her go back in (no, not all they way back in, haha but just let the head slide back in a bit between pushes) but I wanted her out so bad that I tried not to let her slide back in even though it hurt. Finally I pushed her head out and then her body. She was born at 3:22 p.m. so I only pushed for a total of 22 minutes, although it hurt so bad that it felt like an hour or longer at the time. Baby was 7 lbs. 6 oz and 20.5 inches long-not a record by any means, but compared to DD1 who was 5 lb.s 11 oz., this baby was a fatty! (Now I know where all that chocolate I had been eating during pregnancy was going, haha!)

She cried right away so I knew she was ok. The midwife put her on my chest so I could hold her and meet her. They also delayed clamping the cord. (these were all things in my birth plan, but I hadn?t had time to even give them a copy so I was happy that these things were done as standard practice with the midwives). The cord felt kind of uncomfortable between my legs as I could feel it kind of pulling on the placenta and everything down there and in my abdomen hurt at the least touch.

I asked if she was a girl (yes) and asked if I had torn. They had to clean me up before they could check but I did end up with what they first thought was a 2nd degree tear but then decided was a 3rd degree. I still had to deliver the afterbirth which also was painful and I moaned and complained about that loudly as well (this was not a quiet birth experience on my part, lol!) The midwife was like ?the afterbirth is nothing!? They had to push on my abdomen to help my uterus contract (ow) and they were discussing whether I needed Pitocin. I was like go ahead and give me the Pitocin, she?s out of me now so give me whatever I need, I don?t care. They also asked if they could start an IV to give me fluids since I had lost a lot of blood which I agreed to.

My DH cut the cord and they started cleaning up the baby in the room-they checked with us on what we wanted and we declined the eye drops and Hep. B but had them give the Vitamin K.

Meanwhile the midwife worked on cleaning me up and stitching me. She gave me numbing shots and offered Demerol but I declined the Demerol since I had that with DD1 for the stitching and it didn?t do squat in the way of pain relief but just made me feel loopy. Although I did have a 3rd degree tear again, it was not as bad as the 3rd degree I had with DD1- the midwife was able to stich me up without giving me an epidural this time. It took a while and I moaned the whole time-my mom laughed because I was going ?ohhhhhh? ?Ohhhhh? Ohhhhh? but changing the tone with each ?Ohhhhh? so it sounded like I was singing scales, haha! Glad that wasn?t captured on video!

Once they had me fixed up, and the baby cleaned up, they brought her back to me to nurse. I was still wearing my bra which had an underwire and it was a pain in the butt to try to pull it out of the way to nurse-I was tempted to ask them to cut it off, but I didn?t want to ruin a perfectly good bra! The baby latched on and nursed for a few minutes then fell asleep.

My parents left at 5pm to pick up DD1 from daycare and DH and I had to stay in the room until they had a postpartum room available. I was still feeling painful contractions and I had to pee really bad-a nurse gave me a bedpan but I couldn?t pee lying down. She wanted me to drink some juice before I stood up so I wouldn?t faint so I did, then I finally was able to get up and go to the bathroom where I peed right away which immediately relived the painful contractions I had been having. She then helped me into the shower where I was able to clean up-that warm water on my sore parts was the best feeling ever, I didn?t want to get out and stayed in there for a long time just enjoying the pain relief. I also had dinner while we were waiting for a room-hospital food so not that great, but I was starving and cleaned my plate.

My recovery went much faster this time and nursing went even easier than last time. I didn?t have nearly as much pain or swelling down below as with my first birth, even though I tore again. Liliana started nursing well by the second night (DD1 refused to nurse after the initial nursing until we left the hospital and I had ended up giving her a small cup of formula in the hospital so she would have a wet diaper). She has also been lower maintenance and will actually nap in her own bed unlike DD1 who had to be held 24/7. This has been a big relief as I was wondering how I would handle a baby plus take care of a toddler. I was very happy with my birth experience this time, last time went well and I did deliver without pain meds with DD1, but I had the pre-eclampsia in labor last time so I ended up delivering with an OB vs. the midwives which meant I had continuous monitoring and they didn?t put the baby on my chest when I had her, plus with the worse tearing and having an epidural for the repair , we had ended up being separated for a few hours. This time, everything went according to how I wanted it too, other than tearing again, which still was a lot better than last time. Although I would not have intentionally arrived at the hospital quite so close to the end, it was nice in that I didn?t have time to be hooked up to the monitoring at all, or even have an IV put in during labor, so I was able to push the baby out with nothing hooked onto me-it was as close to a home birth experience as I think one could have in a hospital setting.

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What a story! I'm so glad that everything ended up working out so perfectly, really (even though of course you wouldn't and couldn't have exactly planned that!) Just a gorgeous baby. Congratulations again!!! Biggrin

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TFS your story!!! LOL at your DH worrying about the parking cost AGAIN!! I can relate to a lot of that, especially the pushing. Although I didn't feel like pushing until the baby was actually crowning, it was SO intense this time. (I'm ALMOST done my birth story so I'll be putting it in my lodge soon!)
So glad you didn't have to be hooked up to monitors and such! Sounds like the midwives I went through at my hospital.

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Love the story! TFS! Biggrin

eliann's picture
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I already commented in the April board! But just wanted to say congrats here too! Loved your birth story!

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Lurking again....

What a cutie has joined your family!
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Great birth story! Congrats and TFS!