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Ruby Cuties Births, Birth Stories & Mama's Calendar

~*~*~*~*Ruby Cutie Babies~*~*~*~*

Welcome all of our Ruby Cuties!! They are all here now!!

May 27, 2003 @ 6:02pm
Became an Angel on June 20, 2003
~Aidan David~
4lbs 0oz, 16 inches
Kylie (kylieflower)

June 17, 2003 @ 7:59pm
~Dylan Michael~
7 lbs 0oz, 20 1/2 inches
Samantha (Three4MeNHim)

June 17, 2003 @ 12:33pm
~Bradley Mitchell~
6 lbs 7oz, 19 inches
Justine (momtosabrina)

June 18, 2003 @ 8:16
~Aidan Elijah~
7 lbs 13oz, 20 inches
Missy (little1bobcat)

June 20, 2003 @ 9:53am
~Chase Michael~
6 lbs 6oz, 20 1/2 inches
Robbi (Mamarobi)

June 20, 2003 @ 4:21pm
~Kaitlin Marie~
7 lbs 1oz,
Lisa (lisa070203)

June 22, 2003 @ 3:33pm
5 lbs 7oz, 46.5 cm
Melissa (mommytoryan)

June 22, 2003 @ 6:03pm
~Sean Timothy~
6 lbs 7oz, 20 3/4 inches
Collen (kathleensmommy)

June 24, 2003 @ 2:16 am
~Evan Patrick~
7 lbs 11oz, 22inches
Melissa (Melissa&Spencer)

June 24, 2003 @ 4:53am
~Elijah Nathaniel~
7 lbs 8oz, 18 1/2 inches
Josie (jdaneal)

June 24, 2003 @ 7:17pm
~Joseph Edward~
5 lbs 15oz, 18 inches
Brandy (Wren)

June 25, 2003 @ 5:44pm
~Alexander Michael~
7 lbs 0oz, 19 3/4 inches
Erika (meaa4)

June 26, 2003 @ 5:50pm
~Abby Marie~
7 lbs 10oz
Angela (anglisk)

June 26, 2003@11:45pm
~Luke Edward~
6 lbs 14oz, 20 inches
Samantha (SamanthaL)

June 30, 2003 @ 12:10pm
~Gwendolynn Claire~
8 lbs 11oz, 20 1/2 inches
Jenna (onedove22)

July 1, 2003 @ 10:56am
~Kailey Faith~
9 lbs 6oz, 20 inches
Kristina (~Kristina~)

July 1, 2003 @ 12:31pm
~Joshua Nelson~
6 lbs 8oz, 20 inches
Elicia (EAyres)

July 1, 2003 @ 2:06pm
~Olivia Eva~
7 lbs 7oz, 19 3/4 inches
Ewa (Ewa,73)

July 2, 2003 @ 11:54am
6 lbs 2oz, 20 inches
Kelly (Ann22)

July 2, 2003 @ 2:37pm
~Kaylyn Aria~
8 lbs 7oz, 21 inches
Deb (DebL)

July 2, 2003 @ 4:48pm
~Breighan Erin~
8 lbs 5oz, 20 3/4 inches
Carolyn (mom2breighan)

July 2, 2003 @ 10:34pm
~Charlotte Grace~
7 lbs 13oz
Kalisa (Kalisa)

July 3, 2003 @ 2:12am
~Samuel James~
8 lbs 1oz, 20 1/2 inches
Devon (Devonjh)

July 3, 2003 @ 10:30am
~Kaili Grace~
7 lbs 3oz, 19 inches
Annie (bubba_n_butters_mommy)

July 4, 2003 @ 4:39am
~Cade Jordan~
7 lbs 5oz, 19 3/4 inches
Angela (Jewella)

July 4, 2003 @ 8:22am
~Alexander Frederick~
6 lbs 12oz, 19 inches
Katy (Katy1243)

July 6, 2003 @ 7:58am
~Benjamin Brian~
8 lbs 10oz, 21 inches
Stacey (StaceyGordon)

July 7, 2003 @ 9:35pm
~Ryan Scott~
8 lbs 7.9oz, 20 inches
Jessica (Jessica1623)

July 7, 2003
7lbs 4oz,20 1/2 inches

July 8, 2003 @ 7:52pm
~Dillon James~
7 lbs 12oz, 20 1/2 inches
Jaclyn (jax82976)

July 9, 2003

July 10, 2003 @ 9:38pm
~Collin James~
8 lbs 12oz, 19 3/4 inches
Christie (turtlemommy)

July 14, 2003
~Annelise Faith~
7 lbs 10oz
Kerri (kngb)

July 14, 2003 @ 6:00am
~Jacob Richard~
9 lbs 12oz
Wendy (WB123)

July 15, 2003 @ 6:37pm
~Thomas Riley~
8 lbs 14.5oz, 20 inches
Sharon (hollyhocks)

July 15, 2003 @ 2:32
~Alyssa Faith~
8 lbs 5 3/4oz
Brandi (Brandi1175)

July 16, 2003 @ 12:33pm
~Isobel Pearl~
7 lbs 14oz, 20 3/4 inches
Rebecca (luckymomma)

July 16, 2003 @ 2:06pm
~Nicholas Wheeling~
9 lbs 0oz, 20 1/2 inches
Mary Louisa (Mary Louisa)

July 17, 2003 @ 5:26pm
~Benjamin Joseph~
5 lbs 4oz, 18 inches
cmmiller (Christa)

July 17, 2003 @ 9:25pm
~Rylie Jamisen~
9 lbs 5oz, 20 3/4 inches
Traci (Traci1)

July 18, 2003 @ 4:10pm
7 lbs 7.7oz, 19 1/2 inches
Shaneiqua (precise1)

July 20, 2003 @ 11:19am
~Brian Alexander~
7 lbs 11oz
Meagan (mjandrew)

July 20, 2003 @ 1:50pm
Became an Angel on August 24, 2003
~Benjamin Alan~
7lbs 3oz
Angela (monsonmom)

July 21, 2003 @ 10:32am
~Lillian Finea~
8 lbs 5.5oz, 21 1/4 inches
Beth (brittwife)

July 21, 2003 @ 2:50pm
~Connor Daniel~
9 lbs 6oz, 21 1/2 inches
Jill (Mom2Erin)

July 22, 2003 @ 6:20am
~Josephine Aurora~
6 lbs 8oz, 19 inches
Heather (BohemianMommy)

July 23, 2003 @ 12:49am
~Valarie Joan~
10 lbs 13oz, 20 inches
Lanie (Laniekat)

July 24, 2003 @ 4:16am
~Emma Kay~
7 lbs 11oz, 20 inches
Laura (Natalie'sMommy)

July 25, 2003 @ 2:15pm
~Quinlan Zachary~
7 lbs 14oz, 21 inches
Shiona (AzureMommy)

July 27, 2003 @ 9:42pm
~Ella Grace~
7 lbs 15 3/4oz, 20 1/2 inches
Johnna (johnnabensmom)

July 28, 2003 @ 10:35pm
~Dimitri Michael John~
9 lbs 10oz, 21 3/4 inches
Kelli (Lovemy3babes)

July 30, 2003 @ 6:15pm
~Alison Emma~
7 lbs 15 oz, 20 1/2 inches
Anna (annaz)

July 31, 2003 @ 9:40pm
~Isaac Wade~
7 lbs 9oz
Rachel (Rivergallery)

August 4, 2003 @ 12:45pm
~Nathan Andrew~
8 lbs 5oz, 21 1/4 inches
Carolyn (mommydearest)

July 2003 Mama's Calendar

1~ Brandi
2~ Laura
15~ Jessica
25~ Anna & Neil Anniversary
29~ Carolyn *mom2breighan*

1~ Jessica & Derrick Anniversary
10~ Jodi (Jackie's DD)
20~ Annie & Stanton Anniversary

6~ Mary Louisa
9~ Kalisa & Mark Anniversary
15~ Katy & ?? Anniversary
17~ Kylie & Christopher Anniversary
24~ Christie
25~ Rachel
29. Robbi

12~ Kiana (Annie's DD)
14~ Christa
14~ Xander (Heather's DS)
20~ Josie

3~ Nicole (Anna's DSD)
8~ Kelli & Marshall Anniversary
11~ Morghan (Kelli's DD)
15~ Jenna & Jeremy Anniversary
16~ Mary Louisa & Dave Anniversary #2
18~ Samantha & Shaun Anniversary *Three4MeNHim*
23~ Carolyn & Chad Anniversary *mommydearest*
24~ Colleen & Brian Anniversary

3~ Lanie & Ralph Anniversary, Josiah (Rachel's DS)
11~ Stacey
14~ Katy
20~ Koeby (Jenna's DS)
24~ Kerri & Nathan Anniversary
29~ Carolyn & Ryan Anniversary *mom2breighan*
30~ Meagan & Edvin Anniversary

11~ Christie & Bryan Anniversary
14~ Heather & Jeremy Anniversary
18~ Elicia, Johnna & Mark Anniversary
19~ Grace (Kerri's DD)
23~ Caylynn (Jenna's DD)
24~ Devon, Ryan (Annie's DS)
27~ Mykenah (Kelli's DD)

1~ Mary Louisa & Dave Anniversary #1
3~ Devon & Derrick Anniversary
10~ Lanie
12~ Wendy & Rich Anniversary
18~ Kristina & Jesse Anniversary
21~ Brandy, Beth, Elicia & Mike Anniversary
26~ Kylie
29~ Jackie
30~ Rachel & Lloyd Anniversary
31~ Anna

1~ Missy, Jackie & Dave Anniversary
4~ Missy & Braden Anniversary, Sarah & Randy Anniversary
5~ Samantha L & John Anniversary, Robbi & Brian Anniversary
7~ Kelli
14~ Kerri
15~ Brandi & Scott Anniversary
21~ Stacey & Kyle Anniversary
25~ Samantha L.
26~ Shiona
30~ Gwyn (Heather DD)

1~ Samantha *Three4MeNHim*
4~ Sarah
6~ Laura & John Anniversary
8~ Annie
9~ Christa & Bill Anniversary
17~ Josie & Kevin Anniversary
20~ Kalisa
24~ Beth & Heath Anniversary
29~ Heather

11~ Colleen
15~ Jenna
17~ Junior (Jackie's DS)
21~ Erika
26~ Brandy & Tony Anniversary

6~ Carolyn *mommydearest*
12~ Wendy, Shaneiqua & Ricardo Anniversary
14~ Shiona & Steve Anniversary
18~ Kristina, Ayden (Kristina's DS)
25~ Shaneiqua
26~ Angela
28~ Meagan

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I went to my normal dr appt on thursday June 19th expecting nothing other then to be told all was good and see you next week (I was 38 weeks 3 days) When I get there they decide to do a NST so they hook me up to the montors and after 40 minutes he hadn't really done enough moving for them to tell how everything was going, so they buzzed my belly with this buzzer thingy and got him moving. When he would move his heartrate would go up like it was supposed to but then it would dip down way low. They didn't say much about it to me right then, but they decided to do another u/s. So the dr (not my dr but his wife who is also a dr) did an u/s and said everything looked okay, said agian he was a boy, and showed me that she could tell he had hair on his head! Smile Then after that she checked me for dilation and such which I was 50% effaced and not dilated at all. She talks to me a bit and tells me she wants me to head over to the hospital for montoring for about an hour. So I was worried but not too worried because I did the same thing when I was pregnant with Noah. I call my hubby and tell him to meet me at the hospital, and call the babysitter to let her know why I am not there to get the kids yet.

I go over to the hospital and get all hooked up by 12:30. I was starving because I hadn't ate much that morning at 8 am!! Brian gets there and we hang out just listening to his heartrate and talking. The dr comes in at about 3 and says that all though the baby would probably be okay, he didn't like the way his heartrate kept dropping and such so he wanted me to stay put and they would give me an OTC (or something like that) which is where they give you pitcin to start contractions to see how the baby reacts. He said with as far along as I was that we would probably just go ahead and have the baby, instead of just stopping it when we found out how his heartrate did.

I wasn't sure I wanted to be induced but I was worried about his heartrate so at 6:30 I was admitted into a birthing room, and the pitcion was started. The baby's heartrate was stable but it still kept having dips during this time. I had a few contractions but never got a pattern even started during the night. At 3 am I was still where I started at and still not having regular contractions. By then I was aggercvated, tired becuase I couldn't sleep, and hungry because I still hadn't been able to eat yet. I just wanted to go home. Finally I feel to sleep, and woke up at 5 am and my water broke. We called in the nurse and she checked and sure enough it was my water. She checked and I was dilated to only a 2. But I know that when my water brakes I go fast from there, so I knew it wouldn't be too much longer!!

From then on I started having contractions and we noticed that the montors were not picking up the contractions, and kept losing the baby's heartrate. At 8:00 the montors werren't working at all and we had to know how the baby was doing so they put one of those montors in on his head, and still had trouble keeping track of it and it dropping. The nurse said I was dilated a 7-8 at this point.

The nurse ended up calling in another nurse and the drs came in. This was when his heartrate kept dipping the most, we found out he was face up (just like Jaidyn was) and that my BP was dropping!. The drs and his wife both asked about if I wanted the epi and I really didn't but they adviced that I get it just incase I needed a c-section (which I could tell they were really considering)

So I got the epi and it was okay. I had both drs talking to me a nurse rubbing my shoulders and Brian talking to me while I leaned forward towards him during this. I felt really good right afterwards and was talking andn such. All the sudden I got light headed they said I went pale, I started throwing up, and the blood pressure montor started buzzing. My bp was down to around 50/30 or something like that they said. So they gave me meds to up my BP and the epi also slowed down my labor some which was actually good because it gave us time to decide what needed to be done.

The drs decided we would go ahead and try to push him out since he was right there, but if it didn't look like he was going to come right then we would have the c-section. Thankfully 2 pushes later Chase Michael was born! The cord was wrapped around his neck which was why his heartrate kept dropping, and if we hadn't have delivered that day then it could have gottne tighter, so I am so glad my dr was watching out for me!

He never left the room, they cleaned him and everything right there in the room and he was just a screaming! after he was born his heartrate was fine and my bp slowly started going back to normal! He was born at 9:53 and finally at 11:30 am on friday I ate for the first time since Thursday at 8 am!

Anyway he was 6 lbs 6 oz and 20 1/3 inches long with a 12.5 inches head. He is tiny and prefect and I am so in love with my little guy! His birth was a tad scary becuase of his heartrate and my blood pressure but all in all the outcome was great! A healthy little boy! Smile

I didn't tear or anythign so no stitches this time which makes healing so much eaiser!! I got to come yesterday after juyst 24 hours of his birth ( but I had been there sdince thursday at noon so it had been 2.5 days)

The kids love him, Brian loves having his tiny little man, and I am so happy to hold him! I lost 12 lbs by the time I left the hospital! YAY He is nursing well and my milk is starting to come in so that is good!

He is 2 days old today and staying more and more alert! He will turn towards my voice the second he hears me whcih I love of course, and he loves to sleep in my arms, instead of being laid down! lol

Speaking of him he is crying now, have to go feed him!

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Well on June 23rd my MIL and FIL came to town and we went to pick up my BIL from the airport, he had been in Guatamala teaching enlgish as a second language to children for a year and a half. On the way back from the air port we were in an accident. My inlaws minivan hit the back of a truck causing a four car pile up on the freeway. We were all fine besides some bruising from the seat belts but I was taken to the hospital because I was pregnant. We got there I was monitered and had an U/S to check on baby for 3 hours (was supposed to be longer but they let us go after pleading). I was only having a few BH contractions like I had for weeks. Well that night we had all JUST gotten to bed at 11:30pm and my water broke! It was like the hoover dam busted! So we all got up and frantically got ready and went to the hospital. With DD shortly after they broke my water I was in hard labor so I knew we needed to hurry. Well when we got there I got the speel from the nurses about how they will moniter me and if after 6 hours I have not begun to go into active labor bla bla bla they will use pitocin. I tried to tell them in 6 hours I will have this baby! Well sure enough about a half our lator I was having PAINFUL contractions 3-5 min apart. At about 2-3am when I was 6cm dilated I got my epidural. Soon after I was complete. I felt a great amount of pressure and the nurse had me do a "baby" push. Well she had to have me lay on my side because the baby was right there! She got the doc and after 3 pushes Elijah Nathaniel was born at 4:53am on 6/24. I had no tearing and today 6/25 feel great! He is already nursing well and we got home today. Couldn't have been a better experience!

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I went to the hospital at 5 am on Monday morning for a scheduled induction. The nurse started an IV and we waited for the dr to get there to break my water. The dr. arrived around 6 am and he broke my water and started to the pitocin, I was already at 3cm so they ordered the epidural. At around 7 the anesthesiologist arrived and gave me the epidural. Everythingwas okay then until about 8 when I mentioned I was feeling a little bit of pain. So the anethesiologist came back in and upped the meds I was still 3 cm so I told dh to go get some breakfast. By he time dh got back I had had my epidural medicaton upped again and it still was donig nothing. At that point they decided that the epidural had slipped and decided to redo it that was about 10 am. After that, I was finally able to rest I fell asleep and woke up at about 10 till 12 feeling a slight pain in my pelvic bone I called the nurse and she checked me and the baby was beginning to crown. The dr came in and I pushed 3 times and Gwen was here. She was 8lb 11 oz and 20.5 inches long. She has brown hair and blue eyes.

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Kailey arrived yesterday on July 1st at 10:56am after 5 hours of "real" labor (w/pit) and no drugs. I went in at 2:00am with the stupid contractions that I was having all day and I was 4cm, I was 3cm at 4:00 when my doula checked me. I walked for an hour and a half and then I was 5cm!!! So I was admitted! It was so wonderful when she told me 5cm. But the contractions weren't strong enough for my ob so she started the pit. Everything went so fast after that! My doula got there and the contractions were getting stronger and closer. She was so wonderful and kept me so relax! I highly recommend getting one! It was great! Then my ob started talking about breaking my water, I was okay with that, Kailey was still at -3 station. Ayden stayed at -3 until my water broke, I have alot water w/my pregnancies, so I knew that would bring her down and I was only 5-6cm. Well, my water was broken at 9:45am and Kailey came down immediately and I was then at 7cm. My contractions really started getting stronger and they were right on top of each other. Well, my body didn't need the pit anymore because Kailey was on my cervix now. So I was in ALOT of pain, still NO DRUGS! So my ob started turning down the pit, she has to do this twice. Then a few minutes later I was starting to feel the urge to push. But I was only 8-9cm, so my doula turned me on my side, oh that hurt so much more!!!! Kailey turned in the birth canal and I was really feeling the urge. So my ob came back into my room and checked me again and was able to get me to 9-10cm and she let me start pushing. 12 minutes later Kailey Faith was born at 10:56am weighing in at 9lbs 6oz (1/2 oz more than Ayden), 20 inches long with red hair. Ayden had red hair too but it turned blonde. Kailey hair is more burgandy (?sp).

I feel great!!! Absolutely wonderful! I'm moving around better than I did with Ayden, and just feel great! I just have a 1st degree tear, but it doesn't hurt which is the best part! Kailey is nursing wonderfully and she acts like she's been for awhile! Ayden n the other hand is being a booger, he's very tired, I guess he didn't nap today.

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Joseph Edward (Joey) came into the world via c-section on June 24th at 7:17 pm. He weighed 5 pounds 15 ounces and was 18 inches long. They were unable to get my blood pressure under control so they induced labor at 4:30 am on Monday, June 23rd. I was on pitocin for 12 hours. They took that off, let me eat (I wasn't allowed while on pit) and shower, then used Cervadil for the night. The next morning they removed the Cervadil, let me eat a light breakfast and shower, then hooked me back up to the pitocin. After the 12-hour limit they took me off. My cervix was soft, but high and posterior and I only progressed to 3 cm. I decided it would be better to do the c-section while it was still non-emergent so they took me back. The good news about the 38-hour labor is - I never felt the contractions as anything more than pressure and tightening, even when they were only 1.5 minutes apart and getting serious. Smile Yay hypnosis!

They tried (and failed) 6 times to get a spinal on me and when he couldn't get it going they had to put me under completely. I have a lot of bruising because Joey didn't want to come out. They had to tug and pull and even had to use forceps to get his head out!! They gave me some IV bp meds while I was under that caused my lungs to start to fill with fluid so I had to cough a lot when I came out of it - and caused some bleeding to the incision. They put a pressure pad on the site to help stop that. (When they took the pressure tape off a couple of days later it ripped off some of my skin and I had some pretty nasty wounds on my hips!)

Joey was 5lb 6.9oz when we left the hospital. I've never held such a tiny baby before. At any rate, he's fully developed and perfectly healthy. My kids both love him and I'm happy he's here.

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Hey Mommas!

Sorry I haven't been around much... our little "party of five" is just starting to figure out our family dynamics... Whoever said going from 2 to 3 was easy probably had a full-time nanny and kids spaced out more than 3 years apart! It's been quite the challenge... but a fun one...

Thought I would share our "birth story"...

Pics can be found in our ClubPhoto albums... please check 'em out!!!

here are a few "teasers" --- will post pics of Ry & Kiana with Kaili as soon as i get them scanned (Stan took their pics with his still camera)

The Night Before... July 2nd
As with the two kids before, I had lots of contraction action for over a month before we were due... this time, I was also swollen and
dealing with lots of sciatica as well... add that to chasing two toddlers around... you could imagine what those last few weeks were like -
constantly exhausted and uncomfortable... but it's a small price to pay for such a wonderful gift!

We decided to do a "family day" that day - at first, we'd considered going to Great America or the Oakland Zoo but I'd been experiencing
lots of contractions and was having trouble walking for long periods (especially in the 90 degree heat!) so instead we did a little shopping in
the air conditioned mall which was just as much fun (Ry & Kiana LOVE to run around the mall)... Later that night (around 8pm), Stan
took Ryan to Auntie Eden's and Kiana to Mom's. (It was too hard for me to leave them... as soon as they left, I bawled and bawled...)

Stan (as he did the night before Kiana's c-section) brought me a cup of my favorite ice cream (Baskin-Robbins World Class Chocolate)
to cheer me up after he dropped the kids off. We ate ice cream and talked for a while... I mentioned how bummed I was about cleaning
up the house (I can't handle leaving the house looking a mess for any period of time - really hard with kids, I know!) when the phone
rang- it was Bonita. We ended up chatting for an hour-and-a-half! Stan had cleaned the entire house while I was on the phone. Smile
Another wonderful surprise... We watched TV for a while, finished getting everything ready to go for the next morning, then went to bed...
I don't think I slept more than 3 hours... I was really anxious about surgery. I constantly found myself re-living Kiana's c-section since
it was so vivid in my mind - made myself nervous about the spinal block and getting through surgery... I don't know when I fell asleep...
but when my alarm went off at 5:45am, I was still thinking a lot about it all... I was excited but anxious...

Birth-Day... July 3rd
We left the house at 6:45am - we had to check in with Admitting at 7am. We arrived at the hospital a little after 7am. Checking in
went quickly and soon we were up on the 2nd floor. We were brought to the same pre-op room that we'd been brought to when we had
Kiana - very cool! We took a picture of me near the door as we did the last time. It was one of the "ivy" rooms on the floor. Our
pre-op nurses were Shirley and Johnna. Shirley was a funny lady. She had 4 c-sections herself and I heard all about them. It was a
nice distraction. Johnna was really cool, too. She put me at ease as she did the final prep with me for surgery.

A little before 930am, we met our OR nurse - turns out she was the same OR nurse we had when Kiana was born - an old co-worker of
mine named Katherine. She spent the entire time with us sporting a strong Irish accent - she'd decided that was her "theme" for the
day. Stan helped Katherine roll me (on the big hospital bed) to the c-section area. The hospital had high census that day... good thing
we had a scheduled c-section or we probably wouldn't have gotten a room right away. There were people laboring in the hallways across
from where we were. I heard the nurses talking about the situation as we were wheeled by... (interesting the stuff you notice when
you're trying to remember everything for the "birth story" huh?)

As we sat in the hallway outside the OR, I met Kyle (the rep from On-Q - the company that made the pain-relief system that I was going ( to "test" for the hospital since I requested to not have Duramorph again - had a VERY bad reaction to it last time, if you'll remember). He and Dr. Kurkjian were going over how the system operated and talked about how it worked in great detail. Stan and I at that point were separated... he waited as I got my spinal and got prepped for surgery.

OK... this time was a lot different... got into the room and had to wait a little while for the "doc with the drugs" to arrive. I sat on the
table and watched Katherine & Joey (her assistant - who also had been there when we had Kiana) buzz around prepping everything for
surgery. Another gentlemen (an Englishman with funny white mule shoes - hey, I had to focus on something while they were putting
the spinal block in!) came in to help and to calm my nerves - guess he could sense that I was nervous. He gave me a warm blanket and
we practiced getting me in position for the spinal. The anesthesist was named Bob - I can't remember his last name. We talked about
what I'd gone through with my last spinal and talked about ways for me to talk myself down from the anxiety I was feeling...

Once the spinal was administered (I'd decided to go with the spinal again because I found out that it was the same drug being used,
the only difference was that the spinal was meant to only last a few hours - like the duration of a c-section - whereas the epidural was
for longer periods of use - like labor), I spent most of the time calming myself and talking myself down from a panic attack. It was still
bizarre experiencing the numbness and loss of control but I was able to get through it without a panic attack. I focused on the
"Property of Washington Hospital" stickers on the clips that held the drape up (that separated me and the docs) and wouldn't look
away from it... even when Stan came in after surgery started, I still focused on that sticker... (aside from that, I was on a hip tilt on my
right side so turning my head to look over at Stan was going to be a challenge anyway since he was sort of situated behind me...)

Surgery went pretty smoothly... I remember listening to Dr. Kurkjian talking about my scar tissue with Dr. Calhoun (who was assisting)
- she said it wasn't too bad but there was some difficulty getting through where the bladder had fused with some other uterine lining -
I know TMI!). She requested I don't have another child for quite some time... Smile At that point, I was happy to not entertain having more
surgeries... "Bob" was quite the casanova! He spent half the time leaning over the curtain telling Drs. Kurkjian & Calhoun how his goal in
life was to "get in good" with the ladies at Womens Health Specialists... he was flirting like I could not believe! Fortunately, I didn't hear
much flirting back on the docs part so I knew they were actually "working." Smile

Finally, the end was in sight... "Bob" gave me the "you're going to feel some pressure in your chest as they attempt to pull the baby
out" warning. I started to get excited... it felt like an eternity since we'd started surgery... Stan squeezed my hand and I his as we
anticipated the arrival of our newest princess... a few moments later, Dr. Kurkjian exclaimed, "another beautiful baby girl!" and I heard
Kaili cry... a feeling of joy, and also relief that everything went OK AND that she WAS a girl as the ultrasound predicted, came over me.
I could hear Stan talking to the pediatric team and vaguely remember him singing ABC's or something like that to Kaili. Smile They left
the room for the baby to get checked out and the docs closed me up...

Recovery wasn't as difficult as last time since I didn't have the Duramorph. I wasn't nauseous or feeling all doped up. The only problem
I had was that the pain relief (the On-Q system) was not taking effect in a timely manner. It had been over an hour in the recovery
room and the pain was still excruciating. I was in constant pain in my incision area and frequently needed shots in my IV (and later on
Demerol shots... followed by Vicodin & Motrin pills). I toughed it out but it was really hard... We found out 2 days later (when Dr.
Kurkjian & the RN that worked for On-Q named Shiela checked me out) that there was a problem with the On-Q valves and all that
time, I'd never received any of the narcotics at all in my incision! The nurses and doctors all wondered why I'd needed so much
supplemental medication when it had been their experience with On-Q that patients didn't need anything more since the medication
from On-Q went directly to the incision... I'd been "sucking it up" trying to not double up on the pain meds with all the pills thinking I'd
been receiving the meds and it actually had received any relief at all! I was quite upset about it but decided it wasn't worth getting all
wound up about... I needed to focus on getting better and on bonding with Kaili.

Enough about that... let's talk Kaili... she's a very mellow little girl - just like she was in utero. Smile She loves to be held - which could pose
a problem for us later, but for right now, we're enjoying cuddling with her. She's such a teeny little girl - much smaller than Ryan or
Kiana were... We're getting used to cuddling with such a little baby... My milk didn't come in right away so we supplemented her "meals"
with Enfamil here and there. When we left the hospital on July 5th, she weighed 6lbs 8oz - she'd lost almost 10% of her weight which
concerned the pediatricians (hospitalists). They encouraged us to go ahead and supplement after I fed her to make sure she didn't
lose more weight. (FYI: At her first "official" appointment with Dr. Hogue on July 8th, she weighed in at 6lbs 12oz - a significant
weight gain - yeah!!!) Kaili has really fit in with the family... we all adore her... especially her big brother, Ryan, who wants to hold her, hug
her and kiss her constantly. Kiana is still not quite sold on her, but is fascinated by her. She calls her "Baby Kia" (which is her name).
As for Daddy, she has him wrapped around her tiny little fingers... he's absolutely in love with her!!! Brings a happy tear to my eye to
see the way he looks at her and how he adores her... {sigh}

Please keep visiting Kaili's website to see how she's progressing!!!

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On July 1st, 2003 Ryan and I went down to the waterfront to watch the fireworks and then came home. I went to bed and at around midnight I woke up with some mild contractions. Not thinking anything of it I went back to sleep. At around 1:30am I woke up again and went to the washroom where I noticed some show. I was still contracting and started to time them. They were between 8 to 10 minutes apart. They were painful enough to keep me awake. At around 5 am I took a warm bath to try and relax. The contractions were then between 5 to 8 minutes apart. At 6:30am I paged the midwife who then advised to take another bath, eat and try to get some sleep. By 9 am I called the midwife again and advised that the contractions were 5 minutes apart. She then decided that we meet at the hospital at 10am. When we arrived at the hospital I was hooked up for a non-stress test on the baby and to see how the contractions were. They were between 3 to 5 minutes apart. I was checked and found out I was 3 cm dilated. It was also discovered that the baby was posterior and that I was having back labour. The midwife said she would get a hold of the ob/gyn who was on call and in the hospital at the time for another delivery so that I would get some narcotics to relax between contractions. At around 12:15pm the midwife and ob/gyn came for a check up, I was then between 3 to 4 cm, he ordered the narcotics and also broke my water at that time. At around 3 pm the midwife decided that they would move me to the Labour and Delivery room. I was then about 7 cm. At around 3:30pm I was finally moved to the other room, checked and was almost fully dilated but baby was still posterior. That’s when they decided to use a birthing ball for me to use and within half an hour I was complete, baby had rotated and was ready to push. At 4:48pm on July 2nd,2003 Breighan Erin Love was delivered. She weighed 8 lbs 5 oz and measured 20 ¾”.

A few hours later the midwife asked if I wanted to go home and I said yes. Baby, daddy and I were home at 8pm that same night.

This has been a great experience.

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Birth Story

On June 19th at 9pm, Brian and I sat down to watch ER. It had just started and all of a sudden, I felt wet. I thought my water had broken, but wasn't sure as I'm a first timer. Ran to the bathroom, and yep, it had broken. Brian asked if I was sure I hadn't wet my pants, funny guy that he is. I called the doctor and was told to not rush to the hospital but to leave within the next hour. We left around 10 pm and made it downtown to Northwestern at about 10:30pm. In triage, they confirmed that it was my bag of waters and admitted me. This is at 38 weeks and 2 days. The doctor said if things did not start progressing, they would start me on pitocin around 3 or 4 am. Not much was happening, I was having mild contractions and totally unable to sleep due to the adrenalin rush! At 3:30am, I had a narcotic, can't remember the name of it. And then they started the pitocin - or so we thought. At that point, I was able to sleep. At 7:30 am, they couldn't figure out why my contractions weren't stronger and Brian asked if the pitocin waas working for sure. Turns out thye hadn't connected it to my IV. So they connected it and holy contractions immediately! At this point, they startedt o get concerned about the baby's heartrate - it was low from the narcotic. They put an internal heartbeat monitor on the baby's head to get a more accurate read. It was at this point, they figured out the baby was OP. Can't remember exactly what that stands for, but it meant the baby was face up, and the back of the baby's skull was on my tailbone. Yuck! At about 11 am, they did an internal - they didn't want to do very many due to the risk of infection and the resident stretched my cervix to a 4. It was epidural time. They asked Brian to leave the room and inserted the epidural. It helped for a while, but it just wasn't strong enough to offset the pain from back labor. They upped it a couple of times, but couldn't block the pain. At 1pm, it was time to push. I pushed for 3 hours and 21 mintues and then our little girl was born at 4:21. She weighed 7 pounds and 1 ounce and was 21 inches long. She had a conehead but that went away after about a day. Katilin Marie Weis arrived on June 20th 100% healthy - I still can't believe it. We just absolutely adore her.

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Our story starts on Thursday, July 10th. Nate came with me and Grace to my usual CNM appointment because we had decided to ask her about the possibility of inducing me. After discussing the pros and cons with Maureen, she called over to the hospital and made a date for us on Monday, July 14th at 6 am. Grandparents descended upon our house like the plague over the weekend, and we spent our last few days as a threesome doiing our usual fun things--especially going for frozen custard.

PREAMBLE: After a bad night of no sleep, the phone rang at 4:45 am on Monday morning, right before my alarm was about to sound. The hospital's birthing center was full, so they were postponing my induction a few hours. According to the nurse, I would probably get the call to go in around 8 or 9 am. I was actually a little glad, because that meant that we would be home when Grace woke up--I was a little concerned about her waking up to Nana and Grandpa instead of us. So as we are waiting, we make a big breakfast of eggs, pancakes, and bacon (figuring I'm not going to get to eat later). 8 am passes. 9 am passes. 10 am passes. It's noon. Nate calls the birthing center and asks what's happening. They say that every time they clear a bed for me, a woman in labor comes in. They don't think it'll be until 8 or 9 pm now. Tears on my part--I mean, what was convenient isn't any longer. Should we just call the whole thing off and wait for the baby to come naturally? To complicate matters, my Dad had to leave and go home, since there didn't appear to be any baby on the way that afternoon. Nate calls my CNM's office to see what she thinks. He is assured that she will be the one to deliver our baby (and we really want it to be her). So we eat lunch and get Grace down for her nap. My ILs leave (they will be watching Grace at our house) and my Mom, Nate and I all settle in for naps. Not 10 minutes later, the phone rings. It' Maureen, my CNM, saying to come to the hospital.

AT THE HOSPITAL: We get to the hospital by 3 pm and I'm hooked up to my pitocin drip by 3:30. Unlike my first induction, they start it very slowly. Maureen has been saying that once I start, I'll go fast. I wanted to believe her, but didn't quite, YKWIM? The monitors show that I've already been contracting regularly, but I'm not feeling them. Maureen comes in and says that the anesthesiologist is in the next room down, and that I'm next in line for my epi. At this point I wasn't even feeling contractions really. My BH at home over the past month had been far more pressure/pain. The epi is in place by 4:30 and then Maureen breaks my water at 4:50. The fact that I can remember these times so specifically shows what a completely different experience this was from Grace's birth.

At about 6:15 the nurse checks me and I'm only about 5-6, but I am making progress. In about 1/2 hour, I'm starting to get more uncomfortable, even through the epi, especially on my right side. At 7 pm, I could tell I was close because I started to shake and the pressure started to get intense. I had to hold Nate's hand to get through the contractions (no pain though, just pressure). Maureen took one look at me and said, "you'll be pushing in 10 minutes." She was right!

Pushing this time was actually cool. I laughed through much of it because everyone was cracking jokes, and when I laughed I made good progress. At 7:37, Annelise was born with just the nurse, CNM, Nate, and my Mom present. It was a really magical moment. Miraculous. So unlike my first delivery. Nate got to announce, "It's another girl!" and he and my Mom took lots of pictures. She was 7 lbs., 10 oz., 20 inches, which sounded huge after my 6 lb. Grace. I nursed her within 30 minutes. We called our house and my ILs brought Grace over to see the baby. We had given her a little stuffed birthday bear to give the baby, and she headed right into the room, looked at me, and made a beeline for my Mom, who was holding the baby. She took the bear out of its gift bag and handed it to the baby (a girl with a mission!). Then, she held the baby while everyone took pictures.

The next day brought lots of visitors. I really missed seeing Grace so I was happy that we could go home on Wednesday morning. She and Nana had made a birthday cake for Annelise, which we ate later that day.

After a rough (painful) start, nursing is going phenomenally well. I couldn't be happier. We just returned from Annelise's one-week appointment, and not only has she gained back the 5 oz. she lost before leaving the hospital, she's 4 oz. more than her birth weight! Grace is having some issues adjusting to not always having my full attention, but she's doing as well as she can and it'll all work out.

I can't say that I'd change much about my experience if I could. We really experienced God's miracle of birth.

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Here's how it all happened for me........

Well here is a recap on what has been going on with me. I had the baby on 7/18 Friday afternoon at 4:10 p.m. (details..... sorry if its TMI) My water broke at about 12:30 or 12:45 a.m. that morning. I was just about to go to sleep and beg my baby to come out since he was going to be 4days over due. But at the same time we were going to the movies the next morning to see Bad Boys 2 so I kind of didn't really want him to come. But anyway I was laying there and I kept saying to myself it feels like I have to pee and it felt like I was peeing on myself but I knew I wasn't using any muscles to pee so I said to Rico (S.O.) that I didn't feel right and I went to the bathroom. Well it just so happens that I had to use the bathroom anyway (Bowel movement sorry again TMI) and then I noticed that for some strange reason that I seemed to be peeing for a very long time so that's when I realized that my water broke. So when Rico came to check on me I told him to start getting ready. So we got in the shower and headed over to the hospital.

We got there about 2 a.m. and I checked in and everything. And I tell you what a small world it is. One of the nurses on the floor was a girl I went to J.H.S. with and we remembered each other instantly. Anyway after all that and they checked me and got me in my room it was about 3:30 almost 4 a.m. So I laid there and tried to get some sleep and not worry about anything going wrong. By the way I wasn't feeling any of my contractions which were coming every 5-8 mins apart so they said that wasn't good I needed to be feeling something and I wasn't. So my doctor told them to give me pitocin to help along my contractions and they did but I still wasn't feeling them like they wanted. When the doctor came to check me at 9 that morning he said that I was the same from the time I came in which actually was the same way I've been for about 2wks (4cm). So he told me he would be back at 1 and if there wasn't any change that they would more than likely have to give me a c-section. So I asked him why wouldn't there be any change and he said because more than likely the baby was either too big to fit through my pelvis or that he wasn't positioned properly or the most common answer no known reason. So they upped the dosage of pitocin and told me to try to sleep. I finally started to feel the contractions so I just knew that I was making progress.

Ok so at 15 mins to 2 the doctor came and checked me and there was absolutely no change. The only thing was that when he checked me this time he did something and it hurt really bad. I dont know what he lost but he must have went to search for it and found it cause I now felt nothing but pain and I was shaking and crying uncontrollably. So I was really scared about getting a c-section because they would have to give me an epidural which I told them from the beginning I didn’t want because I have a very bad back and I don't like people messing with my back and on top of that I was shaking so bad that I thought I might be moving too much when they needed me to be still. (Throughout this whole time my S.O. is trying to keep me calm and laughing so I wouldn't be scared of the c-section) So they took me to the operating room and I barely was able to stand since I was in so much pain since the doctor checked me. I had to tell the anesthesiologist to let me know what they were doing step by step since I was shaking so bad I wanted to let them know when I was having a contraction so they could wait to continue prepping me. The doctor was telling me to let him know if and when I felt pain since I kept shaking. So I told him that I was feeling a little dizzy and he was saying that I shouldn't feel dizzy and I didn't get a chance to respond to him because I was told that I passed out and I had a seizure. Now I remember hearing everything that went on around me and I was trying to respond to people but I couldn't. In my mind I was there and I thought I was talking but I wasn't. (sorry if I scared u there) So they had to give me magnesium to calm down my heart rate and bring me back to consciousness. At that point they were just asking me a bunch of questions to see if I knew where I was, how I got there, etc. (making sure there was no memory loss) It was then that they told me that I had a seizure and I couldn't believe it. I never had a serious medical condition in my life. They said that when they put the needle in my back that they hit a blood vessel and the medicine reacted negatively which caused me to have the seizure. But after that they of course had to do something to give me pain relief since they still didn't perform the c-section yet. So they gave me a spinal tap and after that all was well. The baby was fine throughout the whole situation. He never went into distress or anything.

Ok they let Rico back in the room and began the operation. I was awake the whole time and about 20 mins later Anthony Ricardo George was letting his presence be known. He was 7lbs 7.7oz and was 19.5 inches long. He has straight black hair and he looks like his daddy with a little touch of mommy here and there. (not much as far as im concerned and as everyone who has seem him says he looks like his daddy.

All is going well with us. I'm happy most of the time. As long as I don't think about what happened and think about the negative stuff that has happened (the seizure and the c-section) and can happen (god only knows). So far no real postpartum drama. Im mostly happy when Im around the baby. When he's sleeping Im constantly checking him just to make sure he's breathing and he's not too hot or whatever. Im still in a lot of pain from the operation so Im going to O.D. on my drugs as needed. In the hospital I did pretty well since their drugs are so much better. I actually chose not to take them so I could handle the pain without medicine since I knew they wouldn't be as strong when I came home.

And thats all folks. Im going to try to post some pictures by next week if I can ever figure out again how to do it.

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here is a link to my birth story. long.

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We awoke the morning of Monday July 7, 2003 at 5:30 am for the big day. Today was the day Ryan Scott would be born. I was a nervous wreck, in tears, scared of what the whole labor process was about to bring my way.

At 7:00 am we arrived at the hospital to check in and get ready to start my induction of labor. By 8:00 am my I.V. was in place. Ryan’s heart rate was wonderful! This whole time they were concerned about it, and so far so good.

At 8:45 am, Dr. Hundley came in to check my cervix, stating that I was at 2cm. She promptly broke my water, which felt like I was peeing all over the place. She stated she would be back later in the day to see how the process was moving along.

The nurses came in afterwards to start my pitocin. The pitocin seemed to kick in right away. I started out having mild contraction for about an hour, but by 10:00 am they were coming strong and hard. They lasted about 60 seconds and occurring about every 90. There seemed to be no breaks in between.

At 10:15am I was in a lot of pain. The nurses had convinced me an epidural was a good thing so I decided to have one. There went my natural childbirth plans right out the window. By 10:30 I was in no pain. The epidural seemed to be a good thing.

At 11:00 am your heart rate dropped very low. The nurses called in doctors and I was quickly surrounded by about 5 of them. As quickly as it had dropped, it went right back up to where it was supposed to be. That was really frightening, but as usual, Ryan pulled through it.

Around 1:00pm my doctor came back in to determine I was finally at about 4 cm. Finally some progress had begun. I started feeling excited about the whole childbirth thing.

Around 3:00pm I started to feel every contraction, and it was no joke. They gave me some more medication and it gradually went away.

At 6:00 my doctor came in to check me and make me aware she was leaving for the day. That really ticked me off. The whole reason for the induction was so she could deliver the baby! Good news was I was now 5 cm dilated. My new Dr. came in to introduce himself. About 45 minutes later, my new doctor checked my cervix to determine I was now fully dilated! 10 cm!

Then things got crazy. The doctor started prepping the room and none of my family was around. Everyone went outside to smoke and all of a sudden I was alone on the bed pushing my son out. I kept begging for them to wait for everyone, but they didn’t want to hear it. Finally they came back and everyone was in complete shock. Derrick almost passed out on the floor. He didn’t know how to handle everything. It was only 15 minutes later and the doctor decided we needed to use a vacuum and forceps. By 7:30 we hadn’t gotten Ryan to budge an inch. They continued to have me push but Ryan was in a head down position, only his head was transverse. He couldn’t fit through my pelvis. The doctor made me aware that we made need a cesarean if we didn’t make anymore more progress.

By 9:00 they were wheeling me away to the operating room. I had to be given a spinal tap in order to do the cesarean.
At 9:35pm Ryan arrived.

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Well this should be prett short and sweet since that is how it all happened. I had my 39 week appt on Thursday the 24th and I asked my dr how long I would have to go overdue before they do anything. She said if I hadn't had him by Sunday the 27th to call her that morning and she would make arrangements for that day. Before this she checked me and I was dialted to 3cm, so I had made 2cms progress since the week before. She said it may be awhile yet because my cervix was still far back. I went home pretty excited I knew that one way or another I was gonna have my baby soon. Later that night I noticed some streaking when I went to the bathroom, at first I just figured it was from the exam and that I wasn't gonna get my hopes up. It continued on through the evening and mil and fil kept Alex for the night, just in case. I slept all night with no contractions appearing. I woke up at 5am and was disappointed because I hadn't had any contractions, that changed within the hour. I started to have contractions so I got up and started to do somethings around the house. I put some clothes in the washer and watched some Tv and waited for them to keep coming. They pretty much started off at 5 minutes apart so I took my shower and told Steve that he probably wasn't gonna go to work today. He called work and told them that I thought I may be in labor. I called the dr's and they wanted me to come into the office before going to the hosptial. We got ready to go to the dr's and dropped off Steve's car at my mil's house. Steve drove like a race car driver all the way there, thank god it was only 5 minutes away. We got to the office and I was feeling pretty sore and my contractions where getting stronger. They took back a few patients before having me go back. I got back to the bathroom and the nurse asked me to get on the scale, I told her I was weighed yesterday and then had a contraction and then thought I peed my pants. I gave the obligitory urine sample and they had me go into the room. I got up on the table and thought I peed my pants again. The midwife said, let me check, she got a litmus strip out and sure enough my water broke. SHe asked when it happened and I told her it must have happened about 5 minutes ago when I thought I peed my pants the first time. She checked my cervix and I was 5cm, she predicted I would go before noon, when she would be at the hospital. So we where sent to the hosptial to have a baby. I got the the hospital and had to wait in admitting for my paperwork to go through, Steve was freaking out because I wasn't in L&D yet. He asked if I told them that my water broke or not. So he went over there all hyper, it was quite funny, and there I sat in labor watching Steve bug out. I finally get up to L&D and the nurse met me at the door, and asked if I didn't want to wait till Sunday, apparently the dr had made my arrangements that morning. So I get in my room and get all settled in and get my shot of Nubain. Which didn't help and sat there for a few hours and got stuck at 7cm. So out came the pitocin, YUCK!! The contractions got a lot stronger and thats when I started talking to myself. I had to talk myself into doing it and not saying that I couldn't do it. Before I had gotten to far into labor I told my nurse about my first birth and how I was afraid of the same experiance as before so they where very understanding and where not gonna make me push till I was ready. When they told me I could push I was the one that got to make the decision to do it not anyone else. This time I did have the urge to push and after about 5 pushes his head came out. I did scream twice but it wasn't like the out of control feeling that I had the first time. I felt in control this time and was more relaxed. He was born at 2:15 pm weighing less than his big brother at 7lbs 14oz and was 21 inches. He is the total opposite of his brother so far and its gonna be interesting to see how he grows.

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The birth of Grady Macleod...

Here goes...

On Wednesday morning (the 23rd), I woke up with contractions at about 4 a.m. or so. They were actually pretty painful, enough to take my breath away, but I didn?t honestly think it could be the real deal (edd was 7/30). So, I stayed in bed, and just dozed between contractions. They were about 10 minutes apart at that point. Fionna had her 3 yr. check-up scheduled that day at 8:15, so I went ahead and got up at 6 a.m. Literally, when I stood up, the contractions sped up and moved to only 5 minutes apart. At this point, I realized that this was most likely the ?real deal? (as it felt just like it did with Fionna) so I woke up Lenny and convinced him not to go to work (a true miracle) and to go with me to the pediatrician appt. so I'd have backup. After alerting my mom and sister-in-law, we started getting ready. The contrax were pretty steady but not getting any faster. I was able to just stop and breathe thru it and then continue with what I was doing. We leave the house about 7:45 a.m. to go to the dr. appt. and I made it thru the appointment. In fact, the pediatrician told me that I definitely ?wasn?t in labor? because I didn?t have ?the look.? After we left there, I called my midwife. She said why don't we just come by her office so she can check me, thus saving an unnecessary hospital visit if this wasn't really "it." WE got to her office, they get me right in, and she checks me. I'm 90% effaced and dilated to 6 cm. She tells me to go ahead and take care of whatever I need to (dropping Fionna off, etc.) and then go on down to the hospital. She said that if I didn't have him before then, she'd be there by noon and break my water and get things going. We have my sister-in-law meet us at the hospital, and she takes Fionna. It's about 10 a.m. at this point, and the contrax are still about 5 min. apart. None of the hosp. staff even believed me that I was in labor; they even made me walk up to the maternity ward. After all the formality junk, a nurse finally checks me and I'm at 8 centimeters. They made me lay down for about an hour so that they could monitor the baby. This was hard as the contractions were much more painful while laying down, all centered in my lower back. Afterwards though, I started walking, etc. My midwife gets there around 11:30 and encourages me to get in the tub/shower. So, I alternate getting in there and walking, etc. I'm guessing it's around noon that she checks again. I have a small lip of cervix remaining, she says I'm probably still at 8, but she goes ahead and breaks my water. Not much water comes out so I start walking, squatting, swaying, etc. After moving for a bit, I get a big rush and then continual leaking of fluid. But, still no urge to push or anything. At that point, I just felt really sleepy. So, I say, I'm just gonna lay down for a sec. I lay on my side on the bed for about 2 minutes and wham, it hits me. Bad pain and an uncontrollable urge to push. (I forgot to say, my mom had since picked up Fionna and my SIL was there with us). So, sister-in-law runs out to get the midwife, and she comes in and says okay, let's go. She checks me and I've still got that little lip of the cervix remaining so she keeps her hand in "there" to massage it out of the way. I'm laying on my side with my knees way bent and pulling my legs up to push. I pushed maybe 5 times and he was crowning. The midwifereally worked to get me to push slowly as he crowned to prevent tearing but ultimately I tore a little because one hand was up against his face, and I tore there. As soon as he was born, they put him onto my lower belly. He had a really short cord, so he wouldn't reach any further! The placenta was delivered immediately after, and the cord cut soon too. Then, they moved him up to my breast where he right away started licking my nipple and rooting around. They let him do that a bit, and then took him to the warmer to suction him out, etc. I had a postpartum hemorrhage with Fionna, so the midwife was working hard to prevent a repeat of that. I got a couple of shots and first two, then one more cytotec (sp?) pill. It wasn't working at first and I was gushing a lot of blood but they started an IV of pitocin (I had a hep lock in for this possibility), and they got it under control. You all might remember I have that stupid cyst on my perineum. Since I had already tore, my midwife was willing to try to remove it as she repaired my tear. This was ouchy & took forever. It ended up being two cysts, and she had to dig them out. Ultimately one of them did burst, so there is the possibility that it/they could come back. Anyway, she said they looked consistent with the "safe" kind of cyst that they were diagnosed as, but she's sending them to pathology just in case. Sewing me up was really ouchy because the outer most layer of skin wouldn't deaden, and I felt all the stitches but oh well.

Now...Grady. As soon as they laid him on my belly, I saw something that shouldn't have been there. On his left hand, he had a small sixth finger, right next to his pinky but dangling by just a thread of skin. I immediately pointed it out, and the midwife assured me it's pretty common, don't worry, etc. But, I'll admit I was upset., just a feeling like something went wrong, I did something wrong, I don't know. The pediatrician saw it the next day, and had it x-rayed. There is no bone involvement, so it's merely this little piece of skin and a tiny little vein that were sustaining it. I admit I really, really just wanted them to cut it off, but they wouldn't. Instead they tied it with a piece of suture and will let it "die" and fall off. This should take about a week. He went in for a weight check on Saturday at the pediatrician?s request (to make sure the finger wasn?t causing any pain and impacting his gaining). He was only 3 oz. under birth weight and had already gained part of what he lost in the hospital, so that?s great news.

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The birth of Isobel Pearl...

I woke up at 5 til 4 am. Having cramps. I thought still half asleep, "these cramps feel very familiar" after I had a few more I realized the familiarity came from my last labor. I thought"oh yeah, this is what it's like". I can't believe that I forgot. They were 9 min. apart. I took a shower and told my husband not to leave for work. They increased in strngth and time. But, never were a certain # of min. apart. At about 10:45, we called yhe doc and the nurse said I should go into the hospital to get checked. I was reluctant thinking that I may be in false labor because of the time between my contactions. (by the way, I nursed my 2 year old all thru out my labor. It made my contect. even stronger). We went and in the 15 min drive I had 4 contractions. I was admitted when they told me I was 7 cm and 100% effaced. I got there at about 11:30 . I was having a slight amount of bloody discharge the whole time. My contractions were coming one right after the other. I felt like I had to go to the bathroom. O felt the baby coming down and they checked me. I was fully dilated, but my water was still intact, making it more painful, not letting the baby descend. The doctor broke my water and I pushed hard about 4 or 5 times and she was here. My daughter (2 yrs) came in right before I delivered and watched her baby sister be born. I had no medication as with the first and I didn't tear or need an episiotomy. She was born at 12:33 pm, an hour after we got to the hospital. She was 7'14 and almost 21 in. long. Healthy as can be and beautiful like her sister. Lol

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Dimitri's Birth Story~

Monday morning I went into my regular ob checkup. I was thinking that my ob would be scheduling an induction for sometime later that week since I was overdue. She checked me and I was dilated to a 3-4. So, I was put on the monitor to see what would show up. Contractions were there but not too regular. I probably would have been sent home but I live an hour drive away from her office & the hospital I would be delivering at. So, away I went. I got there and just took things very easy for awhile. Walked the halls, rocked, etc. Contractions picked up and they were not too bad at all. I did this until about 6:00 pm and was checked again. More effaced but still at a 4. So, my water was broken at 7:00 pm to speed things up. Holy balls! It did for sure. I was checked right after breaking my water and I was immediately at a 5. Contrax were way more intense and close together. Getting worse for pain. And I asked for an epidural. They sent for the anesthesiologist and he came right up. But then took a look at my chart and said that he would advise against getting one. Turns out I had an infection somewhere in my body as my platelet count was way too high. They called my ob and she also said that she would rather I not but it was up to me. They laid out the complication risks so I opted not to. But was a bit bummed. Oh well, not much I could do about it. I did get some Stadol (sp?) in my IV though. Didn't help, I just felt really loopy. Things progressed from there and the contrax were getting really bad. At a 9 at 10:00. Felt the urge to push around 10:15 and was told no by the freaking nurse, that she had just checked and I was only to a 9. I told her to this feeling is not new to me and to call my ob in. :roll: LOL! My ob came in and checked. I was fully dilated and to go ahead and start pushing. I started at 10:20 and Dimitri was born at 10:35!! 15 minutes!! I was pretty happy about that. We had a scare though. He was not responsive and first Apgar was only a 3. They paged some PICU nurses in and they came running. Worked awhile on him while I was kinda in shock, Marshall was pacing and my mom was bawling. Scary! But he started bawling and was pinking up. Yay!! We also couldn't believe how big he was! They estimated him around 8 pounds or so when I was still preggo. When the nurse announced 9 lbs, 10 oz, I about died! Also about how long he was. I was pretty happy about delivering him w/o any tears or an episiotomy. I guess that was the talk of L & D that night I was later told! LOL!! Biggrin We were in the hospital until 12:30 this afternoon. Not too long. But the hospital is awesome and really nice so it was nice to recover there for awhile. Dimitri is wonderful. Very, very laid back. Eats great, sleeps a lot still and has these fun alert times where he just checks things out. The only times he has cried is at diaper changes. The girls have really taken to him. Morghan is a great big help and Mykenah likes him for awhile, and then gets bored quick. No jealousy yet. Here are a few pics-

And the link to his hospital page-

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Sorry it took so long but here is my birth story. As I said before there isn’t really anything to it. My DH and I followed the doctors orders Monday and about 10 minutes later I started having contractions. At about 8:30 p.m. that night they were about 3 minutes apart and lasting about 60 seconds so we went in to the hospital. We brought my DD with us and she was good for the most part. When we got there we went to a room to see if I was in labor and I was still 3cm. So they called the doctor and they made me walk for a hour. When I was done walking I was 4cm so I got to stay. By 11:00 we were in the room and they made me walk again for 45 minutes. When I was done this time I was 5 ½cm. The contractions were getting pretty bad so I asked for an epidural and about 15 minutes later I had that and I was happy. Right after the epidural they broke my water. Then I got to sleep for a few hours. They woke me up to check me around 5:45 and I was 9cm. At about 5:55 they had me change sides and then they checked again and I was 10cm. About 10 minutes later I was pushing and at 6:20 am Josephine Aurora was born. She weighed 6lbs 8.2 ounces and 18 ½ inches long. Well that is about it.

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The birth story of Ella Grace:

She was born on July 27, 2003 @ 9:42 p.m. She was 7 pounds, 15 3/4 ounces and 20 1/2 inches long.

Here's the very exciting birth's a doozy and long

Well, we spent Sunday at our friends Karl and Shelly's house. Ben had a blast playing in the sprinkler and had his first popsicle.

Around 3:30 we went home and Ben fell asleep. Mark and I spent some quality time together and then I took a shower. Then I got online and noticed my back hurt a little.

Around 6 we woke Ben up and my back still hurt. Within minutes it got much worse and I noticed it was coming about every minute. I continued to ignore it, but then I timed it and they were coming every 45 seconds. We called my parents to watch Ben and they weren't home. Then we called my friend, Jill, and she came over right away. While we were waiting they got worse and I was pretty sure this was it.

Then my parents called back and they headed to our house, too. By the time everyone was here I was sure and we got ready to go.

By the time we got to the hospital at 7:30 I was at a 7 and 100% effaced, but the baby was really high. The contractions were pretty bad, but I was doing okay.

At 9:00 things were the same, but the baby was much much lower. The pain was still all in my back, so I was prepared for an painful exit just like with Ben. The contractions continued and felt slightly worse.

Then all of a sudden at about 9:20 they got horrible. I was dying and crying hysterically. I knew it was probably too late for meds and I was so scared because it hurt so bad. I was actually growling. They were one on top of another. During this time my water broke all over Mark because he was pressing his leg against my crotch as counter pressure. YUCK! The nurse told me just to hold on and keep trying, because it would be soon.

They kept coming, then I felt this horrible feeling and all the pain was in the front. She had turned and was ready. I felt the horrible pressure and screamed that I felt like I had to poop :oops: The nurse knew what that meant and called the doc right away. Then she yelled over for me to turn around and she paged for another labor nurse "stat". As I was turning Mark yells, "I can see the head coming." I sit down and the nurse turned to get stuff and was telling me not to push. I was just crying and yelling that it burned and then Mark yelled, "The head's out".

The nurse turned around and grabbed her and cleaned out her mouth and nose. Right then the other labor nurse came in and then Ella just slid out.

I looked down and all I could see was butt. I asked what the baby was because I couldn't tell if I saw testicles or what. Mark said "It's a g......" and then he said "There's no boy parts, it's a girl!" The nurse confirmed and I just sat there totally surprised saying "Are you sure?". They let me hold her for a second then had to clear her out because she had so much mucus.

At this point the doctor was still not there. The placenta didn't come right away, so they decided to wait for the doctor. He came about 15 minutes post delivery and was joking when he came in. However, when he got to me and started removing coverings he got really serious. I had lost a couple units of blood and I guess it was still gushing out.

He tried to deliver the placenta and it wouldn't come out. He had me massage my uterus and he tried a few things. Eventually it came out, but pieces of it and the sack were still inside so I kept bleeding. I was getting really woozy and more and more nurses kept coming in. It was weird because Mark was over with Ella and he was just watching with this scared look on his face.

It took awhile, but he finally got all the pieces out. (It hurt SO bad!) During this time I was going in and out of consciousness (sp?) and I guess my blood pressure got down to 50/0. They gave me Pitocin to make my uterus clamp down and get the bleeding under control. They also gave me Nubain for the pain. I was so out of it, I didn't care about anything. It was very scary.

I didn't get to hold or nurse Ella for about an hour and a half. She nursed like a champ from the get go though.

We eventually got to a room at 2:30. I wasn't allowed to get up until the next morning. I'm still quite dizzy feeling, but better. I opted not to get a transfusion (I was borderline on my blood level). Instead I'm on a high iron diet, supplements and I'm supposed to take it easy.

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Well, it has taken me almost 6 weeks to write this, but here it is! Actually, about 6 weeks of not doing it and 30 minutes of typing this morning. Sorry so long!

I went into labor on July 1st. I was uncomfortable most of the day and had period-like cramps. I was training a co-worker on some things to take care of while I was out on maternity leave and about noon she said to me, ‘You don’t feel good do you?’ I told her I was a little uncomfortable and she replied that I was going to have the baby soon. Around 1:00 in the afternoon I started having some discharge and had to go out and by some panty liners, so I picked up lunch from Subway, too.

I worked until about 6:30 and soon realized I was having contractions as I started the drive home. They were about 8 minutes apart. I still stopped and picked up fast food to eat, but the fact that I couldn’t finish the food made me a little more certain I was in labor. Got home about 7:45 after sitting through traffic because of an accident and laid on the couch till about 10. DH got home about 9 and I told him I thought I was in labor. I wrapped his birthday present and ran the dishwasher and emptied it. About 11:30 I tried to lay down and get some rest – they were about 5-6 minutes apart then. From 11:30 – 12:30 was the worst part of labor for me, laying down made the pain worse, not better. So I started walking around. About 1:30 they went to every 3 minutes apart and I called the Dr. at 3:00 AM and she said to go on into the hospital.

We left about 3:15 and got to the hospital about 3:30. We were checked in to the triage room and the nurse said I was almost 5 centimeters dilated. I was so happy they weren’t going to send me home! We called my Mom and told her so that she could get organized and get on a plane.

They moved me in to a delivery room about 4:15 and started the IV of fluids that you need before your epidural. I got the epidural about 5:00 AM – and everything was wonderful after that! Getting the epidural wasn’t as hard as I expected and the result was better than I expected. I still had a little control over my legs, but I didn’t feel any more contractions at all.

We called DH’s parents about 5:30 and by sister about 6:30. We rested (read, slept, and watched TV) until 9:00. About 7:45 the dr. came in and said they could start pitocin. I was about 7-8 centimeters, but the contractions had backed off in intensity from the epidural. They also put in the internal contraction monitoring device then. At almost 9:00 my nurse, and 2-3 additional nurses rushed in and said that the baby’s heart rate had dropped and I was to start pushing. They checked me and I was 10 centimeters. The dr. came in and as I started pushing, DH got a little scared and kept going to get some water. They Dr kept asking him if he needed to sit down!

The baby’s heart rate came back up strong, so they let me stop pushing for about 20 minutes in hope that she would come down a little more on her own. Then, I started pushing again. The dr. was in and out checking on me, but the nurse was with us the whole time and very supportive. About 11:30 the dr came back in and they all decided we were very close. They called in the baby’s nurse and a respiratory specialist because of the dropped heart rate. About 11:45 they decided to use the vacuum. But, it wouldn’t stay suctioned to baby’s head (a new one and the dr. kept asking for one of the old types). So, she used forceps and we had Anna at 11:54 on July 2nd!

The pushing didn’t hurt; I did get a little tired toward the end. The delivery itself was just a lot of pressure, but no pain there either. My nurses were very nice and DH did great.

They held Anna up for me to see her, but took her straight over to the bassinet to be checked. As they were getting started there was a knock on the door. The pediatrician on call from our practice was doing rounds and asked if he could come in – I said sure, so he saw Anna right when she was born and took over the camera for a few minutes so DH could be in some pictures too. I hadn’t met him before, but he was very nice and we were pleased with the attention he gave us and his good personality!

When they finished stitching me up (about 20 minutes), I held Anna for a bit and then tried breastfeeding her. While they were working on me, DH took a few moments to go show digital pictures to his parents in the waiting room. It took a few minutes to get her latched on, but she ate for about 5 minutes so I felt great! Then, I did the dreaded first bathroom trip and was taken to the post-partum room.

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Brian Alexander Jeronimo, July 20, 2003

Beware, this is really, really long. Sorry...

On Saturday, July 19, I decided to spend the day out shopping with my mom. I thought if I walked around a lot, maybe the baby would be born. I also invoked Murphy's Law by assuring my neighbor that my Dad would be over Sunday morning to fix some drainage problems between our two properties (of course, as soon as you tell someone something will happen, something comes up to stop it).

Around 10pm that night I started having diarrhea (TMI - sorry). I was feeling lousy, but had been feeling that way for days, so there was nothing unusual there. DH came home from work at 1am and I told him I was going to go downstairs and watch TV in the recliner b/c I was hot and uncomfortable and couldn't sleep. I started watching back-to-back episodes of "Law and Order" on TNT. At around 3am, I started to feel major cramps and they came on fast. They were coming every 5-7 minutes and as the hour passed, they became closer and closer together. After an hour, I woke DH and called my OB who said to head to the hospital. I could barely get dressed b/c at that point the contractions were about 3 minutes apart. DH grabbed my bag and the camera and helped me out to the car. Had to stop about five times on the way to the car (our bedroom's on the 3rd floor). Then DH had to move one of our cars to get to the one we were using (we have one with a broken A/C and it was blocking the good car in).

DH hauled it to the hospital (about 10 minutes away), all the while telling me not to have the baby in the car b/c the contractions were right on top of one another. He was really sweet, helping me to breathe and making soothing noises/comments. We arrived at the hospital around 4:15am and got to my L&D room around 4:25am after a bathroom break halfway there (I could barely get up from the loo--bad idea!). DH insisted on calling my parents as soon as we got settled in even though I wanted to wait until closer to delivery. He called and woke them up at around 5am!! Then he proceeded to call almost everyone in his family. Can you tell he was a bit excited? :roll:

Unfortunately we arrived when the crazy night nurses were getting ready to leave. The intake nurse was really weird and held up everything! I was asking for an epidural from the minute I came through the doors. It wasn't that I needed one so much at that moment, just that I wanted them to know I wanted one and to get it ASAP. The intake nurse checked me, said I was at 4cm, and then started to ask me tons of questions. When she found out I have a mild latex allergy (rashes, bleeding, but not the anaphylactic shock you really have to worry about), she had to order up the latex-free supplies from the central supply room. Looking back, that seems to be what held everything up. I had to have latex-free gloves, catheter, tape, etc., and it took FOREVER to get that, probably in part due to the time of morning and the day of the week. Until it arrived, I couldn't get the IV which was necessary for the epidural.

After an hour and a half of answering questions and filling out forms between contractions (they wanted DH to do it, but he doesn't read/write English well enough to do so), the evil nurse finally inserted the IV and then told me I had to wait 20 minutes for the saline to run in before they would even call the anesthesiologist. The nurse took about 15 minutes to get the IV in and running (more time away from my epidural) and then disappeared. At 7am (2.5 hours after we arrived), they had a shift change. The nurse came in and hung ANOTHER bag of saline! I asked when they would call for my epidural and she said I'd have to wait for the next nurse to come on. !!!!EVIL!!!! :evil:

Meanwhile my contractions were still coming irregularly - between 1 and 3 minutes apart and were getting much stronger. DH was resting next to me in a recliner and we had the news on trying to distract me. The pain was pretty overwhelming, so I was basically just breathing and trying to get through. The new nurse finally came in around 7:15am. She was awesome!!! As soon as she came in, I asked if they would puh-leaze call the anesthesiologist already. She went right off and did it. He was in a delivery, so it took another 15 minutes or so, but then he came and inserted it. He was a funny Irish man and I was sooo happy to see him. Biggrin DH stood in front of me and held my shoulders and the man inserted the IV in around 15 minutes. The nurse stayed to monitor me. Around 8am, they realized that the epidural wasn't working. It had taken the edge off a bit, but I was still really feeling the contractions after a half hour of medication. They called the anesthesiologist and he said he needed to reinsert it. It took a full half hour (really hard to deal with contractions and stay still!) for him to get a new epidural in. He had to puncture me two more times to find the right spot. But I didn't care as long as he found it. He kept apologizing and telling me I was being really calm about it, but I was just happy to finally be getting some relief FOUR HOURS after I got to the hospital. No one ever tells you you may have to wait for your epidural. I just figured that if I was dilated to 4cm, they would give it right away. But between the stupid intake nurse, the wait for the latex-free supplies, and the shift change, it took forever.

Once the anesthesiologist had reinserted the epidural, I finally got some relief. No more than five minutes later, my parents suprised us by walking in (they weren't originally invited ~ they just decided to show up). Fortunately, they had picked a perfect time because I felt GREAT!!! That epidural kicked in fast and was the best thing ever. Dirol I was feeling pretty groovy. My kind, sweet nurse was checking on me regularly and my husband was holding my hand. At that point, I couldn't have been happier and the four hours of mild torture just disappeared from my mind. At around 9:15am, my OB came in. She checked me and said I was between 5-6cm. She had been very seriously considering a c-section b/c I'd had a herpes outbreak earlier that week, but after discussing it with high-risk specialists at Georgetown Hospital, she decided I had been on treatment for enough days and the visible lesions were gone, so I could deliver vaginally. My water still hadn't broken, so she decided to go ahead and rupture me. I thought I would feel that, but I guess the epidural was working well b/c I didn't even feel the wetness.

After the OB left and said she'd be back to check on me later, I started to feel really itchy from the epidural anesthesia (I have that reaction every time I get anesthesia). I asked the nurse if I could have some Benadryl to help with the itching and she went and got it. Other than the severe itching all over my body, I felt awesome. I couldn't feel the contractions at all and was enjoying chatting with my DH and parents. They kept telling me to sleep so that I'd have energy for labor, but I was totally pumped up. Anyway, at 10am, the nurse injected my IV with Benadryl, which knocks me out. Since I'd been between 5-6cm 45 minutes earlier, I figured it wouldn't matter b/c I had some time left before I delivered. Ha! A half hour later, right when the Benadryl was knocking me to my knees and I was ready for a long nap, my OB came in to check me. "You're 10cm and ready to go!" :shock: I had gone from 5 - 10cm in 1.5 hours. Wow. I was not expecting that at all.

During this time, my parents had stepped out while she checked me. All through my pregnancy, I was convinced I only wanted DH and the medical staff in the room when I delivered, but for some reason I still don't understand, I suddenly decided anyone could come watch (could have been the drugs Wink ) So I sent my DH out to get them and I told them it was fine if they'd like to attend the delivery. They were really surprised and both excited and happy. So my Mom, Dad, and DH were getting to view me in all my glory, but I didn't care. At 10:40am, my wonderful, encouraging, friendly OB was ready for me to push (ironically, she was the only one in the group practice I hadn't met - my appt with her was set for later that week). The nurse, Caroline, came and stood to my right and my DH was on the left. Caroline would tell me when a contraction was coming (although at that point I could feel some pressure, so I knew) and then I would push three times for counts of ten. I was so surprised that I could talk and relax between contractions with no problem.

I went through about five pushing cycles while my OB gowned up and the neonatologist came in (there was meconium in the amniotic fluid). Then we started the final stages. My OB said I was pushing perfectly and said she was surprised b/c she finds it takes many first-time moms a while to figure out which muscles to use. I continued to push with contractions and it started to burn quite a bit. Little by little, Brian began to arrive. I had requested no episiotomy, but Brian's heart rate took a sudden huge dip and my OB said that she either had to cut me a bit to get him out or he'd be in big trouble. So I told her to go ahead. As soon as she cut, his head came out. Seconds later, the rest of the body emerged and he was here. My mom gasped and said he had bright red hair. After only 45 minutes of pushing, my sweet boy was finally introduced to the world. at 11:19 a.m. They immediately took him across the room to the neonatologist so she could suction the meconium. DH and my Dad went over to watch.

In the meantime, my OB worked on delivering the placenta, cleaning me and stitching me up. I had the small episiotomy and had also torn high up on the left side (I later noticed that Brian's ear was scabbed on one side, so I wonder if he got caught on something and then I tore? Maybe an instrument or something.) I kept asking how he was doing, but DH and Dad were engrossed in what the neonatologist was doing, so they ignored me. My OB kept telling me I did an awesome job and that she couldn't believe how well I pushed. That made me feel great. She said he appeared to be about 9lbs, so we were all surprised when he only weighed 7lbs, 11.6oz. Between the short birth, the relatively small baby (I was 10lbs, 9oz, DH was 8lbs, 7oz), and the red hair, nothing was as we'd expected it to be! Lol

Finally, about 15 minutes after his birth, my DH brought Brian over to see me. I cuddled him for a few minutes and then they passed him around. My parents then left DH and I alone to bond with the baby and I asked Caroline if it was okay to breastfeed him (she said it was). DH and I sat there and fell in love with this new creature as he hungrily latched on to my breast for a few minutes. Shortly thereafter, Caroline came back to take the baby to the NICU to be bathed, run tests, etc. DH walked down with her and then came back to hang out with me. Caroline brought me a bagged lunch (best chicken salad sandwich I have ever eaten!) and some juice and I ate and relaxed. I was so happy and couldn't get over how well my labor had gone. Despite the first few hours, I felt like it was fast and so much easier than I had expected. I kept saying, "I can't believe it!"

DH decided to go home and sleep and come back later. Caroline told me to sleep for an hour or so while she took care of paperwork and got me ready to move to my postpartum room. I called Samantha L. to tell her the details of the birth so she could post on the board (yep, I'm nuts!) and then settled in for a nap. Caroline came back and told me I had to pee, but I couldn't and she had to recatheterize me. Ick. Then she moved me to my new room and got me settled with all the creams, lotions, sprays, pads, underwear, water bottles, etc., to take care of my postpartum needs. :shock:

I thought they were just cleaning up the baby and that he would be back soon, but it took FOREVER!!! About four hours after he was born, they finally brought him to my room. I was so relieved b/c I had started to worry about him. They said he had had meconium in his stomach, but none in his lungs and that he appeared to be fine. For the next few hours, I just lay there and fell in love with my baby. My mom, DH, Dad, and best friend all came and cuddled him. Around 9pm, they left us alone again. I breastfed and the baby fell asleep. At 11pm, they came to take the baby to the nursery to check his vital signs. Little did I know that that would be the beginning of a week of torture. Ten minutes later, the neonatologist came in to say that the baby hadn't transitioned yet and was having breathing problems. They wanted to keep him overnight in the NICU, but I would almost certainly get him back the next day. I was really sad, but then they brought him in to feed before he went to the NICU. We had a beautiful 20 minutes more to bond and then he was gone. I had a restless night and probably got about three hours of sleep (I had a roommate who kept her baby in the room with us and also insisted on keeping the light on all night). They woke me up every three hours to go nurse the baby.

The next morning when I went in to nurse at about 6:30am, the neonatologist from the night before said that the daytime doctor was going to check on Brian, but that I should probably have him back in my room in a few hours. I was happy and called my husband with the good news. At 10am, the daytime neonatologist came in to break the bad news. She said that she still wasn't happy with Brian's breathing and that she wanted to keep him in the NICU until Wednesday, which would mean he couldn't go home with me. They were going to put in IVs and start him on antibiotics just in case. I cried and cried and cried. :cry: I was so worried about him, but also really disappointed that our first days were being ruined. I was also really upset because DH had taken his week's vacation and he was going to miss out on time with the baby. I made arrangements to go nurse as needed and began three days of round-the-clock breastfeeding and no sleep. Brian was covered in monitors and tubes and had a huge breathing mask over his head. It was so scary!!! :cry:

On Tuesday, the neonatologist gave me more bad news. She said that the baby had pneumonia and would have to be on a full week of IV antibiotics. Then when I went in to breastfeed, they had moved him into an incubator. I freaked out, but they said he had been working too hard out in the open-air bed with only a heat lamp above him. They said the incubator would help him regulate his temperature, but it also meant we couldn't touch him except when he breastfed. That was rough. In the meantime, I told DH I wasn't leaving the baby for anything, so we made arrangements to sleep on the couch at the hospital after I was discharged on Tuesday. By Thursday, I was a wreck. I hadn't slept, wasn't eating, was having to pump after every feeding to try to build my supply, and I was so worried about the baby. The lactation consultant finally picked me up into her arms and told me to go home, sleep for six hours straight without waking to pump, and let the nurses supplement the baby with formula. She said I was no good to him in that condition. I wept, but felt secretly relieved that she was giving me permission to take care of myself. My body ached from being up in a chair all day long, I was bleeding and had to go to the lobby to use the bathroom b/c the NICU only had a staff bathroom, and my legs were horribly swollen. I was just miserable. The LC said I should come for a stretch, miss one feeding at which thy could give expressed BM, then come for another stretch, then go sleep for 6 hours and miss 1-2 nighttime feedings. I had really low milk supply due in part to stress and in part to a lack of glandular tissue (genetic problem), so they had to give formula for the nighttime feedings and I pumped at night instead so they'd have milk for his afternoon feeding. We stayed in my parents' guest room (they live 1 mile from the hospital), but I fouund it hard to rest well b/c I was so wound up. The week was really hard, but he finally got into a bassinet and off the oxygen mid-day Friday. He was still on monitors, but he was doing well.

On Friday night, we had a huge scare. The nurse "accidentally" overdosed our baby!!! He was on two antibiotics - one that was every 12 hours and one every 24 hours. She gave him the 24 hour one at 11pm when she saw 11 on the chart, but they use military time, so 11 meant 11am - 23:00 would have been 11pm. Of course, they didn't tell us. I was breastfeeding him at 6am the next morning and overheard the doctor talking about the Jeronimo baby's overdose. DH and I freaked! What if it had been a med that was lethal in high doses? I don't even want to ponder what could have happened. This med causes liver, kidney, and eye damage, but they monitored his blood levels/ran tests and he appeared to be okay. But he had to endure three additional heel stick blood draws b/c of one nurses's mistake. Thank goodness there were no serious consequences. They suspended the nurse and DH and I sat down with the head doctor to discuss our concerns and felt reassured after our conversation. We took him home Sunday (the neonatologist let him skip his last dose of meds (good thing since he already had that double dose!) and go home mid-day instead of 8pm, as originally planned). It was such a relef to have him home.

So overall, I felt my labor went great and I would do it again. The week that followed was a nightmare I wish had never happened. But now my son is home and beautiful and perfect. We are so blessed!!

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We headed off to the hospital and arrived right about 8:00 a.m. They got me settled in the room and checked me about 8:30 and I was still 3 cm and 75% at that point. At 9:05 a.m. they started me on pitocin and within 2 minutes the contractions had already picked up. Nathan's heartrate was dipping some, so they kept having me switch sides, but the little stinker kept wiggling, so about 10:30 a.m. the doctor decided to break my water and do an internal monitor. Turns out that the other monitor had just been picking up my heartrate for a little while, so he was doing fine. Once they broke my water the contractions got even stronger, but still not awful. I got an epidural at 11:02 a.m. and I was at 4 cm at that point. The epi worked great and I was able to snooze a bit, but not for long. The nurse came in about 12:00 p.m. and I told her the pain was much better, but I was feeling a lot of rectal pressure, so she checked me and I was already at 8 cm. 10 minutes later I was still feeling lots of pressure so she checked again and I was already at 10 c.m. They had me rest up a bit and rotate sides because his heartrate was dipping pretty low after each contraction. My OB came in at 12:25 and I started pushing. 3 contractions later, at 12:48 p.m. Nathan Andrew was born! The nurse said the whole deal, start to finish, was only 3 hours and 43 minutes! I just had to have a very tiny episiotmy which didn't bother me at all. The worst part of recovering has been from my tubal. Thank goodness for pain meds! He's been nursing like a pro, but we've had to supplement after feedings because his glucose was low right after birth. As soon as my milk really comes in then we can stop that. We are just so thrilled that he's finally here!

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Isaac Wade

Isaac Wade Biddlecome
Born July 31st 9:40pm
7lbs 9oz

Honestly I thought some of the minor contractions were Baxton Hicks but at.
Water broke at 8:26 pm July 31st. Called Midwife Sheri and told her water broke, and that contractions were 10 min apart. She said to call back if anything changed. I told her that every time I talk to her something changes, and she said that she better stay by the phone then. I then called my parents and let them know my water broke, and then my neighbor Barbara to tell her that I might not need her to watch Josiah, she said to call if I needed her. She asked what Lloyd was doing, etc and I told her Lloyd didn’t know yet and was sleeping. She said I should probably wake him so he could call into work, I hadn’t thought of it, so I went into wake him. I said, My water just broke in the toliet, we’re having a baby, you need to get up and put the shower curtain on the bed. He said, ok and rolled over. I went to call Sheri back as my contractions were 3 min apart this was about 8:40, she said she was going to go to the bathroom and come on over. I then called Barbara back and asked if she would watch Isabelle (our dog) so that she wouldn’t bark and wake Josiah up (Our 13month old son). She said sure, so with a towel between my legs I took Isabelle outside and Barbara called her up there. I then went into the bedroom and Lloyd had turned out the light and put his earplug back in (that I had taken out), and was snoring. I woke him again and said, you better get up and get on some clothes Sheri is on her way. He said “What?” I said we’re having a baby get up. So he said, I better call Lynn who is the person at work. And he did, then went into the kitchen. I was then in the bathroom starting trying to stay on top of the contractions. I hollered for Lloyd to get the sheet on the bed. He had been in making coffee. I was so annoyed, I thought what is he doing! Anyway he finally go the shower curtain and sheet on the bed, and I went in there for a few min, trying to relax through the contractions. But it soon got too much and I hollered for Lloyd again, he came and I told him to get me up, he said how, I don’t want to hurt you I said Just lift me up. He had been trying to lift me with my hand, not pulling me up but having me help pull myself up. I then went back into the bathroom, and was in transition as contractions were right on top of each other. Lloyd was standing there and tried to be funny I told him to Shut up. He then left the bathroom and Sheri came in and asked where I was, I said I am so glad you’re here, I was very emotional at this point, but trying not to cry etc. She then asked if I was pushing and I had been, she said get off the toilet. And so Lloyd helped get me off and she cleaned up,I got to the edge of the bed before another contraction. I held onto the side of the bed, and she checked me after it stopped but couldn’t tell, she thought part of my body was the head, but it wasn’t so I checked myself, and told her, then I got up on the bed, and she tried but couldn’t tell as the cervix was way to the back. She said I could push and I did on my side for a min. But after that contraction I got up and onto the birthing stool. Sheri had Lloyd get towels, and he went in search of the nasal aspirator but I didn’t know where it was as I use it with Josiah sometimes, for squirting water, as we are potty training. When he went into Josiah’s room to look for it, it woke Josiah. So he brought Josiah into the bedroom where Sheri and I were. We told him the baby was coming he said yeah I know, but he didn’t realize it was right there. The baby was crowning right then. Sheri had me not push as he was coming so I would not tear, it worked great, NOT ONE TEAR! But it burned and was very hard not to push, his head came out after about two contractions of waiting not to push. Then they eased off a bit, and then one came and she said to push so I pushed and out he came. I sat there just holding the baby. I had Lloyd get me the phone and I called my parents and told them to come over. Another contraction came as I was on the phone, so I said ok gotta go by, and handed the phone to Lloyd who was also holding Josiah (we didn’t want him to get into the blood). and I pushed out the placenta. Sheri checked it and me and there was no tearing as far as she could tell. I said I feel like a bath, so She said well I could check you first or you could take a bath and put on a pad and I could check you then. I chose to take a bath first. Lloyd in the meantime had been playing with Josiah, but he did get to cut the cord, though he didn’t get to catch this baby. And he called Barbara to come play with Josiah. After the bath Sheri checked me and said there were NO TEARS!, though I did have one hemorrhoid the size of a grape that and some swelling was it, so I climbed into bed and nursed the baby.

It wasn’t till August 2nd we decided on the name Isaac Wade Biddlecome.

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Thought it was about time that I do this. Here it goes......

June 4, 2003
I went in for my routine 35 week appointment. My blood pressure was elevated a little too high, so they sent me to the hospital for routine testing.
Had a NST and Dylan was great. Had an ultrasound and he still looked great at 6lbs 12oz.
My blood tests were abnormal with high toxic levels and my blood pressure was still high, so I was admitted.

June 5, 2003
BP and blood tests were staying the same. I was told that I would have to stay until my baby was born. Basically they were just waiting til I was 37 weeks and then they would induce me.

June 12, 2003
BP went higher & toxic levels went higher & I picked up an ear infection.
They decided to induce me using cervadel (sp?) which brought on LOTS of cramps.

June 13, 2003
Cervadel didn't work. The L & D is so busy that I have to wait awhile before trying another form of induction.
BP & toxic levels are improving.

June 14, 2003
I saw a new OB today, and he thinks I should wait to be induced. There was even talk of sending me home. So now I get to wait..........

June 16, 2003
BP & toxic levels went back up.
Talked to yet another OB and she decided that it was my time!! Yeah!! I was taken to L & D at 8:30 pm for another round of cervadel.

June 17, 2003 ~ Birth Day
In the morning I was checked and only dialated 1cm and baby was still really high.
So, they decided to try something else. They put a balloon in my cervix and blew it up. This was so painful and brought on really strong but irregular contractions. They gave me a shot of Nubain to help the pain. It did nothing but make me sick, so for the rest of the day I got to puke 5 times.

Around dinner time, they decided to give me an epidural. Ouch! I didn't like that much at first, until I started feeling less pain.

I was monitored all day and there wasn't much progress. Baby wasn't dropping and I wasn't dialating, so at 7pm they decided that I needed a c-section so they took me to the OR to prep me for surgery.

At 7:59 Dylan Michael was born weighing 7lbs and he was 20-1/2" long. The first thing I heard from DH was It's a Boy and he has lots of hair!!! They wrapped up Dylan and gave him to DH and he brought him over to me and I got to touch his tiny little face. I cried like a baby. It was the best moment of my life.

I was sent back to recovery and had to stay there for 2 days. My BP went higher as well as everything else. I was on Magnesium Sulphate and couldn't leave my bed.
Dylan had rapid breathing and was having testing done, so he couldn't leave the nursery.
I didn't get to hold Dylan until 6am the next morning. I held him for an hour and then he had to go back. It broke my heart.

The next day I got to go back to my old room. Still without Dylan, but I could go see him.

He finally came to my room to stay on June 20th. It was great! We went home the following afternoon.

There's more, as if that wasn't enough, but I think that you get the picture.

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Way late I know.... but I felt I should add mine.

June 24 and 25- forced myself to go to work even though I was totally exhausted. I slept terribly from the beginning of the pregnancy.

June 26- I was getting myself and DD ready to leave the house for work and daycare. My mom called 1/2 way through. She noticed I was crying. She told me I should stop work immediately but I told her I would finish out the day since I had a meeting then I would tell them I wouldn't return until my maternity leave was over.
It was 98 degrees and by the time I got to the daycare providers house I was sick to my stomach. I sat for a minute and rested then decided it was crazy to go to work. I took Sophia to my mom's house and called in sick to work. I did not get the best reception.
I fed Sophia her breakfast and my brother tried to fix me something but I couldn't eat. He told me to go rest and took over with DD.
Five minutes later I had a huge contraction, the first of many. They began just like that at 3 minutes apart and took my breath away. My mom called in from work just then. She said she had called my office and was told I called out. I could barely speak. My sister was flipping out.
I called the midwife. I told her they couldn't be real. I still had 2 weeks left and they came on too quickly. She told me that they appeared real and I was breathing through them so she wanted me to come in. I called DH but he wasn't in his office. The operator did not want to page him at first. She asked me who I was and what my business was. I yelled, "this is his wife and I am in labor". That changed everything. He was there is 15 minutes and I was in the car.
I needed a wheelchair to get up to L and D. The contractions were 2 mintues apart. The staff didn't even do the regular admission like they did with DD. They sent me to a room. Yup, the contractions were real and HUGE! I got the epidural this time. Boy did it take away the pain and the contractions! I thought they were sending me home but my midwife said since the placenta hadn't looked good on the last test and the the baby's growth was slowing too much they were going to induce the next day anyway. News to me. Pitocin with this delivery again. Not happy! It was 10am when I checked in. I felt great all day then started to feel high contrations around 7pm. By 10pm I was at 10cm and they couldn't stop the pain that was high up. I was so afraid to push. With DD it was at this point I had my vaginal tear and the hemmorhage so I just could not bring myself to push so the midwife told me to do what I was comfortable with. So we waited. I pushed a bit at 10:15 and got more courage. At one point Luke was stuck with his head crowning for 20 minutes while we waited for a contraction. At 11:45pm on June 26th Luke Edward was born. My first question was "does he have Down's?" There were some concerns but I would not get the amnio so we waited for the big day. Nope, he's healthy! 6 pounds 12ounces. 20 inches long. So beautiful and so relaxed even then. During the exam he stopped himself from crying by rolling onto his side and putting his finger in his mouth! My boy!

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July 8: I was 8 days past due, I started having random, light contractions, and then the power went out all evening! Ed got home from work at 8 and we ate out...fries with cheese and green onions, since I'd eaten healthy through the pregnancy and wanted one last treat.

That night I had to go to the bathroom repeatedly and the contractions got closer together. We called the doctor when they were 5 minutes apart and arrived at the hospital around 2 a.m. A really nice older gentleman volunteer wheeled me to the room and talked about his own kids.

I had had a UTI around 6 months, so as a precaution I needed an antibiotic IV in my arm. They hooked me up to a tummy monitor so I could see the strength of the contractions. Ed fell asleep in the chair with a peaceful smile on his face and I slept too, until the contractions woke me up. The doctor seemed surprised that I was doing OK through strong contractions, but I eventually asked for the lightest dose of pain relief possible and they put some in the IV.

This caused some wacky hallucinations...I distinctly remember seeing a field of grids and flying stop signs...and when Ed asked how I was doing, I briefly saw him wearing a McDonald's uniform! I asked the nurse if it was normal to hallucinate and she said yes. I was lucid enough to know that what I was seeing wasn't there and the stuff wore off quickly enough.

The doctor broke my waters and soon it was time to push. I could feel Larry still kicking in the birth canal! I got to touch his head as it crowned and see the birth in a large mirror they wheeled in. The pushing was the easiest part and Larry emerged at 11:37 a.m. His first Apgar score was 8, and then 9 since he was a little grayish-blue. He was 8 lbs., 11 oz. I tore a little but didn't need stitches.

When the nurse put ointment in Larry's eyes while he was in my arms, he pushed her hands away forcibly with his own, then rubbed at his eyes! He was cleaned up in the same room, then in 5 minutes we got him back and he tried to nurse but didn't latch on right away. He got his bath and I took a shower but passed out before the nurse could catch me. No harm was done and we were soon reunited with Larry. He nursed often and when he latched on, he'd clasp his hands to his face, Home Alone-style, and his little eyes would roll back in his head when he began falling asleep. Actually, they still do that!

We took him home that Friday but had to bring him back Sat. for an overnight jaundice treatment. Sun. he was ours to keep!

When I give birth to our next child someday, I'll try to do it without pain relief and hopefully I won't need the IV either.

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Thank you so much for adding Reagan to your list. That was so sweet! I just wanted to add she weighed 7 lbs 4 oz and was 20 1/2 inches long.

I guess you can add me on the birthday list for October 4th and my Anniversary is September 4th (DH's name is Randy).

I really love this board and you ladies are great! It's so great to have friends to speak to about our kids and the other person to actually understand. Smile

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Could someone pretty please change DH's and my anniversary date? It is Oct. 9 not the 29th. Smile Thanks!

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I just noticed my birthday isn't on there. Its today October 29th. Also Xanders is April 14th. Thank you.

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Updating admin stuff - can someone please change Brian's birth time to 11:19 AM (not PM)? Thanks. Blum 3