Welcome to your lodge!
Welcome to your lodge!
Welcome to your lodge, can't wait to read your story :D
SOrry it's taken so long - we have construction going on at our house, so our wireless is disconnected and I couldn't get online this weekend!
I'm not sure where to start with my story... I guess a little background about my life before my current marriage and pregnancy would be good. When I was 23, I married my first husband. A couple of months after we got married, I got pregnant for the first time. The pregnancy was super easy, I just had some slight nausea and food aversions in the first trimester, and my uterus was measuring small. At around 16 weeks, I asked the OB if it was possible that there were 2 in there. I had no reason to really believe that - nothing pointed toward a multiple pregnancy, and we had conceived naturally without any kind of infertility drugs or anything (as a matter of fact, the pregnancy wasn't exactly "planned" at that point), but call it a "feeling" or intuition. The OB totally ignored it and said no, and never explored the possibility. I opted to have the triple screen done when I was 18 weeks or so, and the test results came back abnormal. My OB gave me all of the info about all of the things that could be wrong, and scheduled a level II ultrasound at the hospital, but we couldn't get in until three weeks later. Talk about torture. So when I finally got the level II u/s, I was 22 weeks along. Imagine our surprise when it turned out that the test results had come back abnormal because I was pregnant with TWINS!
My pregnancy went well, no major complications. But I had a lot of trouble with my OB practice getting a decent level of care - when I was 28 weeks, I had an appointment with an OB that I had never met before. She whizzed into the room, grabbed the doppler to check heartbeats, found one and declared that everything sounded great. I said, "what about the other one?" She looked at me and said, "other one, what?" I was furious. The woman had grabbed my chart off the door, not even LOOKED at the front which had a bright neon sticker on it that read "HIGH RISK" (an automatic classification there because it was a multiple pregnancy), and had completely failed to open the folder to see my history before performing a prenatal appointment.
After that, I immediately knew it was time to change doctors. So I asked around for recommendations, and my boss, who had just had a baby a few months before, recommended a doctor that she loved. At 28 weeks, I drove to the other side of town to interview an OB for my twin pregnancy, and immediately loved him!! I talked to him about all of my concerns, the fact that I wanted to avoid a c-section at almost all costs, etc, etc, etc. He listened and sat and really talked to me. AND, at the office where he worked, I would be able to see him and only him, and unless there was some emergency, he would be the one to deliver my baby - I wouldn't just have any on-call doctor. I immediately switched my records to his clinic and proceeded to get amazing prenatal care.
By 36 weeks I was absolutely HUGE, and I was begging for an induction. My OB wouldn't induce me, however, until I hit 39 weeks. The next couple of weeks dragged on, and finally, at 38 weeks, my OB scheduled an induction for me for the next week...
(Sorry - off to a meeting - I'll continue later today!)
Welcome to your lodge!!!! It's really that time isn't it, EEEKKKK!!!!!! Can't wait to share this journey with you :)
Very interesting intro so far. Looking forward to reading the rest. :)
Love the intro so far! Can't wait to read more :)
I made it to my induction with my twins - 39 weeks to the day. Here is the link to my birth story - written soon after their birth when I was still in new-mom euphoria:
My Twin Birth Story
When I look back, now, it's not nearly as wonderful as I had thought it was at the time... lol. Now when I tell the story, I think of all of the things that I didn't have control over, and how invaded I was by my family and ex's family after the birth. I still am very thankful that the birth itself went off without any complications, and that I was able to have both girls vaginally. And the whole deal really gave me a sense of trust in my OB.
Six months after having the twins, I got pregnant again. It took ONE time without a condom (our method of BC at the time because I was breastfeeding) - literally one. We were at ex-DH's family farm for a weekend dealing with some family stuff, and we were bored... lol. We didn't have any BC with us, and we figured that we didn't have a whole lot to worry about. Well, that night my youngest DD was conceived.
I was, of course, continuing care with my awesome OB. Because I was so near the birth of my twins, my body hadn't had adequate time to heal, and their birth had done a number on my pelvis and hips. I ended up attending physical therapy to try to realign everything and reduce the pain that the pregnancy was causing. It worked very minimally. I wish now that I had known the advantaged of prenatal chiropractic and other options. But natural prenatal care and birth were really not on my radar at the time, and I had few resources.
My OB had moved to a different clinic by now, so I had followed him. It was nice to still get continuing care from my same doc, but at the new practice, he was no longer on call 24/7 - so I would be delivered by whoever was on call on that particular day. So when my OB offered an induction at 39 weeks again, which would also guarantee that he would deliver me, I jumped at the chance. Again, I wrote my birth story soon after her birth, so it's all euphoric again. But when I tell the story now days, it's not nearly as beautiful. LOL
Deborah's Birth Story
I remember the constant fighting to keep my blood pressure up... the nausea and sweats that came along with that, the decels in my baby's heart beat, and the nurses who would NOT listen to me when I said that I needed to push: "No, I just checked you and you were still at an 8." Excuse me - I may have a freaking epidural, but I can TELL THAT I HAVE TO PUSH. It's obvious to me, NOW, that if I hadn't been strapped down by the epidural, and had been able to move around, that I would have dilated much quicker and been able to get my baby out faster.
In 2008, DH and I split up. I continued to be friends with our "joint" friends and continued to go out with them occasionally. Once night when we were out celebrating my 30th birthday, I started talking with a guy friend who I had known forever, who happened to have "originally" been ex-DHs friend. We had both gotten engaged to our respective partners on the same day, and had weddings just months apart. My ex-DH had been in his wedding, and he had been in ours. He and his wife had split up a few years earlier, and now we had also split up. So we started talking because we had a lot in common - we could relate to each other. We became really good friends, and he was there for me through my difficult divorce. About six months after ex-DH and I split up, Jason and I started dating. Since we had been friends for almost 10 years, and had never really considered each other as anything more until that point, it was a strange thing to be dating. Our first kiss was wonderful, but after it we looked at each other and laughed because the whole idea was so strange!
My relationship with Jason grew very quickly - because we had known each other for so long, there was never that relationship stage where we had to get to know each other, each others' friends, etc. We also had spent 6 months talking about our broken marriages, and what we had learned - what had gone wrong, how we had changed, and what we wanted to do different if we ever got married again. So we had a very deep understanding of each other, and there was an amazing honesty between us that I never knew was possible with a romantic partner. He knew all of my darkest secrets, and what each of my skeletons were wearing and where they were hiding, and he didn't care. He loved me anyway.
My girls loved him - it was an easy thing to integrate Jason into our little family of girls because they had known him their entire lives. He doesn't have any children (besides the one we're waiting on!), but took to step-fatherhood (or simply "fatherhood" as I like to consider it) very naturally.
When he proposed to me on January 11, 2011, there was no hesitation at all for me to say yes. It wasn't fancy, but it was perfectly us. He was over at my house, and we had just put the girls to bed for the night. He said that he had brought over ice cream and went to the freezer to get a pint of my favorite white chocolate raspberry frozen yogurt and a spoon. I was sitting on the couch watching TV, and he knelt down in front of me and handed me the pint of ice cream. I opened the top, and inside, sticking out of the top of the ice cream, was the most gorgeous ring I had ever seen. It was magic.
In April we moved in to his house, and we got married on September 17, 2011 at a small ceremony at my church.
Jason had always wanted to have children, and I told him that I was willing to have another child or two, but that I really didn't want to wait too long... I told him that once I hit 35, I was done getting pregnant. lol So last October, just weeks after our wedding, and once week before we left on our honeymoon cruise, I had my IUD removed. I got pregnant on Thanksgiving. :D
So, here we are. Sorry for such a long story to get to the present...
Amazing srories! I can relate to so much of what you wrote about looking at your deliveries through very different eyes now. I feel the same way as you. I think when I initially had my DS, I was okay with his birth, but now looking back on things I just see it in a whole new light. I can see times where my body was trying to tell me something or the nurses did things without really listening to me. All of that has driven me to do it completely differently this time. The way my body was made to do it! It makes me happy just thinking about it although I am nervous as I prepare myself for something I have never really expereinced. I am excited for you and can't wait to follow your birth and the new addition to your family!
I can also relate to part of your story with DH. I was also good friends with my DH before we dated and so when we fell in love it was similar to what you were describing. I remember the first kiss also being amazing, but funny since we were friends. :)
So this pregnancy has been MUCH different than my first two. For the first time ever, I dealt with horrible morning sickness during the first trimester. I could barely function most days, and other days I couldn't function at all. My OB gave me drugs to combat the m/s, but they caused HORRIBLE constipation which would back me up so bad that I would spend nights balling and vomiting because the pain was so bad. I took the m/s drugs as little as possible, but my sick time at work was dwindling fast...
When I hit the second trimester, I finally started to feel normal again. However, I was having horrible pain in my pelvis, my pubic area, and my hips. Thanks to wonderful advice that I received on this board, I started seeing a prenatal chiropractor who has been my saving grace this pregnancy!! :D
I first started considering natural birth, and learning more about it all early in my second trimester. I have been taking anxiety medication since 2009, following my split up with ex-DH. And when I have missed a few days, or tried weaning off of them at all, I have been a total mess and the panic attacks would come back full-force right away. Because I was SO sick in the first trimester, I couldn't take my meds. AT ALL. So I weaned off of them cold turkey, but strangely I wasn't suffering from major anxiety. I was having a little bit, but I was able to deal with it using relaxation techniques and meditation. I figure that the hormonal changes are part of the reason that I'm dealing so well with my anxiety, and I have been med free the whole pregnancy.
But I am significantly worried about the postpartum stage, so I was looking at natural things that I could do postpartum to deal with it. Someone on my birth board began talking about placental encapsulation, so I began to research it. Convinced it certainly couldn't hurt, and definitely could help keep my hormones and stuff at bay, I contacted a doula who offered placental encapsulation services... and from there I started research more natural birthing stuff... and it was like a domino effect. I wondered how my other births may have been different if I had gone into labor on my own without induction, etc. I found this board and started reading your lodges, and spent time reading the resource sticky. I already knew that my ideas had begun to be much more "crunchy" as I was getting older and knew more... but I soon realized that my desires for my birth this time around were much more in line with the natural birth options, so I began learning here and everywhere I could.
I started talking with DH about getting a doula to increase my chances of a successful natural birth, and after some initial push-back, he eventually agreed and since then has really gotten on board with my natural birth. I ended up hiring the doula who I had contracted with to do my placental encapsulation, getting routine chiropractic care, I've read and researched lots about natural birth, and written a birth plan in line with my current plans. I will still be delivering at a hospital with my current OB, but just as I trusted him with my previous pregnancies, I trust him this time around. He has offered an induction again as an option so that I can be guaranteed that he is on-call when I'm delivering, but I have turned it down. I've let him know that my goal is to birth as naturally as possible, and shared my birth plan with him and the staff. If I am not delivered by him, I may face some challenges with some of the other doctors in the practice, but I am prepared to advocate for myself as needed, and will have the full support of my doula and my DH.
So that brings me to right now. I had my 36 week appointment with my Dr. on Friday. About a month ago, when he checked me because of some spotting I was having, he discovered a Nebothian cyst on my cervix that was about the size of a ping-pong ball. He said that he didn't think it would cause any issues or hinder dilation or anything, but that we might want to consider trying to drain it to reduce its size. So at Friday's appointment, he went ahead and drained it with a needle. He got 15 mL of fluid out with the needle, plus got more out by squeezing... and he said that he probably ended up getting 3/4 of the fluid out in all. Seriously, that's a TON of fluid, and it's not all out! So we're hoping that it doesn't simply refill itself before labor... all we can do is wait and see.
My Dr. left for vacation this last weekend and is out of the office, now, until August 6th, so in the mean time I will see one of his partners. I actually am familiar with him as he delivered my SILs children - both of which I was in the delivery room for, so I am pretty comfortable with him. I hope that this baby waits until my dr. gets back, though!