I will try to make my intro and birth stories short since there are so many of them. My name is Janae (34) and Dh is Matt (36). We met during my second semester at college (spring 1997). We had a quick courtship--started dating Valentine's day, although we spent about a month just talking and getting to know each other, and then we were engaged Easter Sunday. We were married 4 1/2 months later on August 15, 1997. It has truly been a great 15 years!
We found out in April 1998 that we were expecting baby #1 two days before Christmas. In September I started gaining a LOT of weight, to which the DR told me to stop eating so much pizza. WHAT??? We were poor students and couldn't afford pizza. Then I commented that my BP was higher than normal, but was told that it was high when I first came in. At the beginning of November I was having visual disturbances which the DR again brushed off. One day at my regular appt the DR finally listened to my concerns and realized there was something wrong. I had developed pre-e. An amnio was preformed to determine if baby's lungs were mature which they were not. So I was put in the hospital on bedrest. The DR had come in and told me that he would be back to give me the steroid shot for baby's lungs but he never returned. I was sent home for Thanksgiving under strict orders for bedrest. I remained on strict bedrest until Dec.3rd. I went to my regular appt and was told that I was severe pre-eclamptic and that I had to go up to the hospital immediately to be induced. I had a hard time getting a hold of DH but was finally able to get the message to him that we would be having a baby. I was put on Pit, Mag Sulfate and had to labor on my left side. It was miserable. I had horrible back labor that I could do nothing to help. After being in labor for more than 10 hours I had had enough and asked for some Nubain to help me sleep. It worked great. I was still able to feel the contractions but was able to get some rest. I pushed for about 1? hours and after 17 hours and an episiotomy (no I did not give consent and it was not needed) my son, Chase, was born weighing 7# 5 oz on Dec 4, 1998. It took months for me to heal from the episiotmy.
When Chase turned 18 months we were ready to try for another baby. I got pregnant on the first try and baby was due March 16th, 2001. I wanted a different birth so I sought out a practice of MW (we were now living in UT). I had a relatively easy, boring pregnancy until 33 weeks when I went into pre-term labor. I was given several shots of terb to stop the contractions and was sent home on bedrest and meds. At 36 weeks I got of bedrest and began developing pre-e again. The MW that would end up delivering me stripped my membranes 3 days in a row. The third day (38 weeks) I went into labor 4 hours later (after DTD, walking, and nipple stim). What a difference this labor was. I was able to eat, walk around, sit on the birthing ball, and sit in the Jacuzzi tub. I started to get back labor so the MW suggested that I get on my hands and knees and arch my back. After only 5 minutes of doing this I felt baby turn and felt my first contractions in my stomach. I did ask for some Nubain again this time around. After 8 hours of labor and 50 minutes of pushing Trey was born March 1, 2001 weighing 8# 1oz.
Again, when Trey turned 18 months we decided to try for baby #3 and got pregnant first try again. We had moved back to the same place where I had baby #1 and I was NOT going back to the DR I had with him. I was pleased to find out that this DR did have a MW so I saw her throughout the pregnancy. This was a pretty uneventful pregnancy other than developing Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction. There were times were I couldn't walk so Dh had to carry me to bed. We found I was dilated to a 3 at 33 weeks but the ctx I was having weren't anything to be concerned about so no bedrest. At 37 weeks I started having more contractions so I went to the hospital. I was told to walk for an hour and I went from a 3 to a 3? so they gave me the option to walk some more (it was midnight), go home and come back later, or they could break my waters. I opted for this and I immediately dilated to a 4?. After laboring most of the night they decided to give me a small dose of pit. Well I stalled out so we turned that off. I spent about 2 hours on the ball all the while the MW kept asking me if I felt like pushing. I felt good and said NO (she later told me that she could tell that I was ready to but the ball was keeping his head up). As soon as I went to get off the ball his head was right there and I was shaking so bad that I couldn't climb up onto the bed. With some help I was able to get up onto the bed, but got stuck on my hands and knees so that is how I delivered. After only about 10 minutes of pushing and 9 hours of labor Layton (boy #3) was born May 19th, 2003 weighing 7# 3oz. Although I had pit this time around (very low dose) I went without any pain meds and felt so much better afterwards.
more to come later.....
Chase-13, Trey-11, Layton-9, Zander-5, McKay-3, Declan-1, Keely born 9/6/2012
I love the story of you and DH! I could so relate to the bed rest and feeling awful at the end. I was fortunate to have a smooth l&d with DD, but having developed PIH at the end with DD, my heart always breaks for Pre-E. I love that things have progressively become easier (?) in each birth. Looking forward to the rest of your stories. Hope you're feeling great!
Liked your stories... will you tell the rest? You haven't had your baby yet, have you??
Mara & Joel, 2009
Okay I am back....it has been a crazy few days with trying to get the kids ready for school and 3 boys playing football. Here are the rest of my birth stories.
DH wanted to stick to our 2 year spacing with babies after Layton, but I was NOT ready for another baby...He was such a hard toddler. So in July of 2006 (Layton was 3 at this time) I decided I was ready for a baby. I started charting because I wanted to try the Shettles method for a girl. I knew I wanted June baby so we decided to start trying in Setpember. I had been Oing around day 12 in the previous months so we DTD accordingly. Well, day 13 came and still no O. Then day 14 and 15. I was worried that I was going to miss out on a baby for that month (I really wanted a baby at this point) so I got DH to DTD then lo and behold and I Oed that day. My 4th pregnancy was undoubted my easiest up to this point…I felt great, didn’t gain as much, and had no problems except for testing GBS +. I had a new MW because we had moved out of state and she was wonderful. When I was 38 weeks I took the boys to the park for a picnic lunch with DH. I had fun chasing my 4 yr old around (I am sure that I looked pretty awkward, but it was fun). I then took the boys to the library (this was their second day of summer break) and then went home to take a nap. I woke up at one time to DS #2 laughing at me. He told me that I was moaning in my sleep. I fell back asleep. I woke up at 4:30 pm and noticed I was having some noticeable contractions. I had had similar contractions earlier that morning for about 3 hours but they stopped completely around 8am. I watched some Oprah and munched on peanut M&Ms. A little after 5 the contractions were noticeably getting stronger and in a good pattern so I got on the computer to time them. After about 15 minutes sitting timing them I grew uncomfortable so I asked Chase (DS#1) to time them for me as I stood and swayed my hips. A few minutes later and I felt “wet” so I went to the bathroom. There was blood and this scared me. I had heard that bloody show was more like a pink tinged mucous. I had DS get Dh and we started to get ready to go to the hospital. A friend came over to get the boys and then DH and I left. We got to the hospital about 7pm. I was checked and was told that I was 5cm, bulging bag of waters, and very stretchy. The nurse said that she could have probably stretched me to a 10 but wouldn’t because I needed the antibiotics. I told her of my desires for a natural birth and she was great to give me what I wanted. I had the first dose of meds and was allowed to walk around. I remember squatting between contractions and telling DH that baby was right there. After waiting maybe an hour they started the second dose of meds. I was sitting in the bed and my back was KILLING me…to the point that I felt like I was going to lose control. So I turned over to my hands and knees—instant relief. A little while later the nurse asked if I was ready to turn over. This primal sounding “NO” came out of me and Dh told the nurse that I had delivered like this last time. She was fine with that. My MW was at the school doing physicals so as I was waiting for her to get there I was fighting the urge to push but pushing a little. I was kneeling on the bed resting the raised head so I couldn’t see anything, but as soon as I heard my MW come in the room I pushed once and felt/heard a pop (my waters went everywhere) and then pushed again and out came baby Zander at 11:18pm June 12th. It was such an empowering delivery.
Not even 6 weeks after Zander was born I had this very strong feeling that there was another baby impatiently waiting on us. I tried to ignore it but the feeling wouldn’t go away. So after much talk we decided to try after Zander turned 6 months. I wanted to try the Shettles method for a girl but my cycle was so out of whack due to bfing that it was hard to tell when or IF I was Oing. Again, I got preg on the first try. It was a pretty uneventful pregnancy other than moving to another state during my 35 week. My only option was to see a DR. He was terrible! After contracting for 2 weeks I asked my Dr to strip my membranes at my 39 week appt. I was crampy that day but nothing came of it. The next day I woke up with ctx 5 minutes apart for 4 hours. Then they just stopped. That night around 10:30 Dh and I went for a walk after I took some castor oil. I started having irregular, but painful ctx an hour later. We went to bed and I woke up at 1am to some bloody show. I went back to sleep and woke up at 2am to a big ctx so I woke up Dh and got ready to head to the hospital. We arrived around 3am and found that I was 6cm, 80%, and -1 station. Luckily my nurse was really good to just leave me alone, even though she did say that she was supposed to ask every 1/2 hour if I wanted pain meds. The DR came in at 6am to break my water....left to change and when he came back had me lay in bed with my feet in the stirrups. My back hurt so bad that I didn't feel like I could do it anymore. After 3 pushes McKay was born October 31, 2008 (Halloween) at 6:19am weighing 8#8oz.
I found out I was pg with DS #6 in June of 2010. I dealth with serious migraines the first 4.5 months of that pregnancy. Again, though it was a pretty uneventful pregnancy other than being GBS+ again. On January 31, 2011 I took DS #1 to the DR for an ear infection and then we went to my 37 week 3 day appt with my DR where he stripped my membranes. We then met Dh for lunch, washed the car and vacummed it out. Then I took the boys home and I went and got my hair done. I had one or two ctx while there, but really thought it was due to the strip. While eating dinner I started to have more ctx that were definitely more painful than anything I had previously in this pg. However, when it came time to get the kids to bed things seemed to peter out. Around 9pm they started up again but were all over the place--8 minutes, then 2 minutes, then 5 minutes. At about 10pm I had some bloody show so I figured this was probably the real deal. I sent DH to bed while I folded laundry, skipped, and sat on my ball. While I could feel the ctx I can't say they were painful. Around 12:30 am I had two ctx while leaning over my ball that were different--they hurt and my tailbone felt weird (I should have clued in to that). I knew my mom was on her way, but was still a ways away (at least an hour) so I decided to lay down. As soon as I layed down I felt baby turn and the ctx started coming about every minute and were very intense. I yelled for Dh but knew there was no way he would be able to hear me. So I managed to get myself off the couch and went to our room and woke him up saying "It is time to go now." We gathered our stuff and told DS #1 we were leaving. Dh called the hospital to let them know we were on our way and I called my mom to tell her we were heading to the hospital, this was 1:06 am. She texted me a few miles down the road and told me that she was about 50 minutes away. I told Dh that she just might make it (1:15am). Then I was hit with a ctx and told him that she wasn't going to make it and I didn't think we would either. As we pulled into town I saw that there was a train going across the main street and traffic was stopped. Luickly it wasn't there too long and we were running the lights to get to the hospital a few blocks away as I was feeling very pushy. We pulled into the parking lot of the hospital and my water broke and then I felt the familiar burning sensation and felt DS's head come with it. DH called the hospital and told them we were there and baby was here (1:21am). The ER nurses came out with a gurney and the DR told me to get on it. I kept telling him that I couldn't that the baby was here. Dh and the DR were finally able to get me on to the gurney and they wheeled me into the hall where they proceeded to take my pants off and then started panicing saying "We have a HEAD!" One more push and DS #6 was born at 1:23 am weighing 8#6oz. Although it was a crazy birth, it was definitely my easiest to date.
I was ready to be done with baby making when I was pg with DS #6, but I had a strong feeling that there was another one waiting to come to our family. We (I) decided I would rather get it over and done than wait so here we are....expecting #7, which is a GIRL! I can't tell you how thrilled we all are to be getting a girl. The first part of this pg was hard on me because I dealt with migraines again along with the typical sickness. However, the second part has been great. I have felt better than I have with any of my previous pgs. I attribute it to the fact that I made myself a promise that I would exercise a minimum of 3 days/ week during the entire pgs. I am proud to say that other than one week when I only did 2 days I have fullfilled that goal and am still going strong (doing 5 days usually). My hope is that it will help with both the delivery and recovery of this pg. I am also excited to say that I finally feel at peace when I say that we are done. That our family is now complete. Although I will very much miss giving birth and the feelings that come with that.
Last edited by mommy.nae; 08-29-2012 at 11:07 AM.
Chase-13, Trey-11, Layton-9, Zander-5, McKay-3, Declan-1, Keely born 9/6/2012
Wow! You have had some awesome births!
I can't imagine how exciting it must be to be having a girl after 6 boys! She is going to be one looked after little miss. Wonder if she'll have trouble getting dates, cause no one is going to want to mess with the girl that has 6 older brothers!
Mara & Joel, 2009
I loved reading the rest of your birth stories! This little girl is really going to be cherished by you all. Not to say that the boys aren't, but it will just be neat to have a girl with 6 older brothers.