December Diamonds 2009 Arrivals List & Birth Stories

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December Diamonds 2009 Arrivals List & Birth Stories

Below is our arrivals list. Please feel free to post your birth story here too!



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Score - :sleepyboy: - 28, :sleepygirl: – 23

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Screen Name
Name
Age
B-Day
SO Name
SO Age
Other children/ages
Live
Name
Birthdate
Weight
Length
Gender

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~Kristina~
Kristina
29
Dec 18
Jesse
31
Ayden 7, Kailey 5, Ashlyn 3, Dylan 1
Michigan
Riley Aaron
Dec 8 01:49 AM
9lbs 14oz
22.5”
B

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4luvs
Kristin
9yr. old boy, 7 yr old boy and 3 yr old girl
Houston
Colton Grant
Nov 23 12:00 AM
6 lbs 11 oz
19”
B

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alisamarie13
Alisa
27
Jun 29
AJ
25
Seattle, WA
Sophia Isabelle
Dec 18 05:56 PM
8 lbs 3 oz
21 ¾ “
G

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amanda.
Amanda
23
Spencer
23
Landon 2
Alabama
Benjamin
Nov 20 12:00 AM
B

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Angela1MV
Angela
23
Nov 5
27
Northeastern Tennessee
Zachary Tiberius V
Dec 10 08:03 AM
6lbs 3oz
18.5”
B

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Angief_05
Angie
25
Sep 23
Anthony
Kansas
Osiris Kingsley
Nov 11 02:29 PM
6 lbs 15 oz
19.5”
B

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annestacy
Anne
32
Jack
33
Central New York state
John Leeman DeWolf S, (the fifth) (Aka "Jack")
Dec 28 11:00 PM
7 lbs 1 oz
22”
B

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Brittany D.
Brittany
25
Jun 11
Bret
24
Reno, Nevada - 30 minutes from Lake Tahoe
Chase
Dec 24 09:20 PM
8 lbs 5 oz
B

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brookie13
Brooke
23
Oct 20
Jamie
24
DS – Paxton Feb 08
Southwestern Ontario, Canada
Hayden Alexandra
Dec 5 07:40 AM
7 lbs 10 oz
21”
G

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CalBear
Jennifer
33
Dec 3
Christian
34
Jacob – Nov 06
Southern California
Kennedy Noelle
Dec 2 12:00 AM
5lbs 1oz
17 ¾”
G

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cbus30
Christina
31
Mike
33
Mackenzie – Mar 08
San Antonio, TX
Kyleigh Addison
Dec 2 10:54 AM
8 lbs 6 oz
21”
G

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Cheeky78
Amanda
31
Feb 19
Shawn
31
Ryleigh – 2
Oshawa Ont, from Toronto
Reese Ivy
Dec 12 09:01 AM
8.02 lbs
21.9”
G

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cheesecake39
Kim
26
Apr 3
Stew
30
Lucas – 21 mos
Indiana
Quinton
Dec 21 12:00 AM
B

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cmljll
Connie
34
Feb 2
Jesse
32
Ethan – July 07
South Louisiana
Gabriel
Dec 11 01:00 AM
6 lbs 6 oz
19.5”
B

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Daffodils
Leah
24
Dec 12
Steve
23
Columbus, OH
Issac Myron
Oct 19 12:00 AM
2 lb 16 oz
16”
B

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Daffodils
Leah
24
Dec 12
Steve
23
Columbus, OH
Gabe Rollin
Oct 19 12:00 AM
4lb
17 ¾”
B

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Danswife
Toni
25
Oct 15
Daniel
27
From Louisiana but Army has us in North Carolina
Lanie Marie
Dec 5 08:15 PM
7 lbs 9 oz
20”
G

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DiorGirl82
Jackie
27
Feb 13
Tom
27
Madison – Dec 08
Northern suburb of Chicago
Dakota Marie
Dec 7 03:56 AM
G

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Dixiemom1st
Nicole
28
Oct 30
Jamie
30
Coleson – Nov 07
Ontario
Sarah Ann
Dec 10 08:50 AM
7 lbs 8 oz
19”
G

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firegirlred
Rae
29
May 8
Gabe
Kaley – 2.5 years
Aedan Erik
Dec 22 11:00 AM
8 lbs 15 oz
20”
B

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hlscott20
Heather
33
Aug 18
Russ
36
DD Devyn 11, Hannah 8, Jonathan 6, Ryan 2
Concord, NH
Caitlin
Dec 1 10:53 AM
7 lbs 9 oz
21”
G

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jenny95662
27
Jul 27
DD – Aug 06
Shane
Dec 30 12:00 AM
8lbs 7oz
19 ¼ “
B

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jjsiemens
Jenn
38
May 7
Werner
40
DS – Zachary June 04 and DS – Gabriel July 05
Toronto, Canada
Delany Dawn
Dec 4 08:42 PM
7 lbs 12 oz
19”
G

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kmm123
Katie
27
Steve
36
upstate NY
Evan
Dec 10 02:27 PM
9 lbs 5.25 oz
21.5”
B

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LasVegasWXGIRL
Stacey
33
Jeremy
36
Alex – June 07
Florida
Ashleigh Elizabeth
Dec 19 04:45 AM
6 lbs 14 oz
19”
G

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Lavender444
Amber
DD Ava – Oct 08
Andrew
Dec 13 12:00 AM
B

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laytony19
Tamara
27
29
Reed – Jul 07
Ohio
Jack
Dec 15 12:00 AM
B

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lilirishmama
Kate
24
Mar 21
James
25
Rowan – Nov 06
Arnaudville, Louisiana
Cole Liam
Dec 3 10:45 AM
7lbs 14oz
20 5/8”
B

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MaybeGracie
Cynthia
25
Jul 11
Isaac
25
Jacob – Apr 07
Vancouver, BC
Luke Henry Karl
Dec 19 11:37 PM
8.5 lbs
B

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melnzai
Melanie
34
35
Isaiah – Jan 04
Keira Elizabeth
Nov 28 09:30 AM
5lbs 7oz
G

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melnzai
Melanie
34
35
Isaiah – Jan 04
Sarafina Rachel
Nov 28 09:32 AM
4lbs 6oz
G

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Mommy2Ryne
Mandi
25
Nov 18
Kameron
30
DS Ryne – Jul 07
Canfield, Ohio
Riley Maddux
Dec 14 01:16 AM
7 lbs 9 oz
20.5”
B

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monkeycat
Carolyn
30
May 30
37
Gulf Coast, Texas
Cecelia Elaine
Dec 8 06:50 PM
9lbs 9oz
21”
G

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mrsbeever
Meredith
33
Dec 16
Will
34
DS Trey – July 08
College Station, Texas
Garrett Howard
Nov 16 09:10 AM
5lbs 12oz
18”
B

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MrsRiggert
Megan
25
Oct 24
Jared
27
Alexandrea "Lexi"/ 10 months
Gibbon, Nebraska...almost the exact center of the US
Zayne Michael
Dec 13 03:45 AM
8 lbs 3 oz
21.5”
B

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Nikerz20
Nicole
22
Jun 23
Lloyd
22
Hamilton, New Zealand
Taine Mostyn
Dec 3 08:47 AM
8 lbs 8 oz
B

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Nitefire_98
Jennifer
29
Jan 9
Gary
38
Dietrich James ("DJ" or "D")- Dec 07
Minneapolis, MN
Lila Kay
Dec 9 01:42 PM
7 lbs 3 oz
19.5”
G

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PhysicsNerd
Connor Stephen
Dec 20 04:48 PM
8 lbs 7 oz
21.5”
B

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puppyduks
Dawnyel
40
12 & 4 year old stepsons
Northern California
Sarah Jane
Dec 4 12:00 AM
6lbs 10oz
20”
G

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Randys_Girl79
Melissa (Missy)
29
Sep 10
Randy
43
DH has two daughters from a previous marriage
Indiana
Kamryn Faith
Nov 25 05:45 PM
6lbs 3oz
18”
G

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Rose15206
Gabriel William Nov 07
Ohio
Lillian Grace
Dec 26 12:00 AM
G

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rooney1977
Stephanie
31
Jul 7
Bart
32
Mason 2.5 yrs
New Jersey
Addison Randall
Dec 16 08:31 AM
7 lbs 15 oz
21”
G

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selkiemom
Jennie
40
Apr 15
Craig
39
DS Edward – Oct 03, DS Ridley - Mar 06
NY East Coast
Little Fox
Dec 11 04:14 AM
7 lbs 6 oz
19.5”
G

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seveninall
Linda
33
Feb 6
Chris
30
17,12,10,10,8,7,2
TN (born in MS)
Zayden
Nov 30 02:20 PM
6lbs 10oz
20”
B

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Sharon B
Sharon
34
Mar 27
Ian
38
Oliver/ 21 months
Surrey, UK
Eleanor Joy
Dec 29 08:11 AM
G

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shutterbug0303
Judy
Raegan Nicole – Nov 07
North Carolina
Jackson Cole
Nov 13 09:11 AM
7 lbs
19.5”
B

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stephydolly83
Stephanie
26
May 5
Mount Sterling, Kentucky
Dec 17 11:29 PM
8 lbs 7 oz
22”
B

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trying18
Cece
33
Sep 18
Aaron
36
Cameron – Dec 08
Boston, MA
Margaret Anne
Nov 29 03:48 AM
6lbs 10oz
19.5”
G

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trying18
Cece
33
Sep 18
Aaron
36
Cameron – Dec 08
Boston, MA
Nora Elizabeth :angel5:
Nov 29 03:47 AM
7 lbs 5 oz
20”
G

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TyrantOfTheWeek
Mindie
25
Jun 11
Mark
36
Dylan/5, Devon/2.5, Dorothy/19m
Woodstock, GA
Derek Andrew
Dec 19 06:37 AM
8 lbs 1 oz
21”
B

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waitingimpatiently614
Amanda
30
Dec 28
Brian
30
Salt Lake City, UT
Asher Greeley
Nov 29 07:01 PM
7 lbs 1 oz
20”
B

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XplatinumXpixeyX
Corinne
25
Feb 12
Rob
28
NePA
Harley-Quinn Paige
Dec 18 08:01 PM
8 lbs 2 oz
20”
G

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Posts: 53852

Here's Leah's birth story:

"Daffodils" wrote:

As many of you may have noticed, I havent really been around here for the past week or so...but I have a good excuse! My boys have arrived, at 30 weeks and 3 days gestation.

Briefly, here's the story: I woke up Friday morning with that seemed like contractions, mild cramps, but coming in waves so that I could time them. I called the doc, and they sent me back to L&D. Turns out, I was contracting every 10 minutes or so, and was already dilated to 4cm, and I quickly got to 6cm. They kept expecting me to go at any time, but they pumped me full of magnesium sulfate to stop the contractions. It worked to a certain degree, and they were able to keep me pregnant long enough to get another round of betamethasone steroid shots for the boys' lungs (in addition to what I got when I was placed on bedrest).

They took me off the mag on Sunday, then I woke up monday morning at 5am contracting about every 5-6 minutes. They tried once again to stop my labor but they couldn't. So they let me go, and I got an epidural at around noon (my contractions were just horrible!!!). I didn't make much progress till around 9pm-ish, when my doc checked and found that I'd dilated to 8cm. Isaac's bag of waters was bulging through my cervix, so they ruptured it, and gave me pitocin to help regulate and strengthen my contractions until I got to 10cm.

Then they wheeled me back to the OR to deliver (they deliver all twins in the OR, even if they anticipate a vaginal delivery, which they did). In about 6 or 7 contractions, Isaac Myron was born, 2lb 15 oz, 16 inches long. He cried almost immediately, and then I started sobbing as they put him on my chest to clean him off. They took him to the warmer and ultrasounded me to determine Gabe's position. Well, turns out his head was under my right boob, his butt under my left boob, and his feel dangling down towards my, um, exit. They tried and tried to turn him, but he wouldn't turn, so they had to C section me too. I was so upset. But then, about a half hour after his brother, Gabriel Rollin was born, 4lbs 17 3/4 inches long, and they pulled him out feet first! They wrapped him up and put him next to my face while they closed me, and he cried too. I started sobbing again, they were both just so beautiful, and my BF cried too.

Both boys are in the NICU, since they are about 10 weeks early (though they're really only about 6 weeks early for twins). Neither is on a ventilator, and most of the stuff they're hooked up to is just monitoring them, heart rates, oxygen levels, etc. Gabe is being fed fluids through an umblicial artery, and Isaac is getting formula through a feeding tube (just until my colostrum and then milk come in). That's pretty much it, I'm still in the hospital recovering from the c section, and my boys are just one floor below me. Here's a few pictures Smile

Isaac in his isolette today

Isaac loves his mama Smile

Gabe in his warmer

My BF's hand next to Gabe's

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Posts: 53852

Here's Angie's (angief_05) birth story:

"angief_05" wrote:

It has been ages since I've been on here to post. I've been busy.

So, last Friday the Doctor made me stay home from work. My blood pressure levels were high and my swelling was really bad. I was also dilated 1 cm, but had been for a few weeks I had bad swelling from August until now, but my pressures had been fine. I rested all weekend, had to go to L&D to get my bp checked Saturday but it was ok then. I didn't go to work Monday because I still didn't feel well even though the Doctor said it was probably okay.

I decided to try to go to work Tuesday. It was a short day since I had an appointment later that afternoon & I wanted things to be prepared for me to leave if I had to be on bed rest.

I went to my appointment. Osiris looked great in the u/s. My bp was high again. Sad My Doctor checked me & I was dilated 3 cm. :eek: She sent me to L&D to monitor my bp & do some bloodwork done. She said she wanted to wait at least until 37 weeks if we could, I was at 36 weeks. My bp was still & the nurse came in after they got results from my blood test. She told me, "Well there's good news & bad news. Bad news is you're not leaving tonight, good news is you're not leaving pregnant.":eek: We were shocked. Apparently, my platelets were at 89,000 and they needed to be 150,000 for a low normal number.

Frantically, I sent my husband home to get us stuff & called my parents to let them know what was going on. He called his on the way to get our stuff. His mom was still in vacation in Jamaica so she couldn't make it.

They induced me at 8:30 pm & then broke my water shortly after which was horribly painful. They hooked me up to for my pain medicine which helped a lot & told me to let them know when I wanted the epidural. I got the epidural when the pain medicine wasn't doing much for the contractions. He did a great job putting it in. I wasn't dilating very much & my contractions were not very strong or close together even though they were using pitocin. I also had to be on magnesium sulfate due to the pre-eclampsia, it helps prevent seizures. It makes you hot & groggy. The pitocin gave me the trembles.

In the morning, I was still not progressing like I should. We discussed c section maybe, but wanted to try progressing further. By 1 o clock, I was still only at a 6 maybe 7 which I had been all night. My contractions were getting slower & further apart despite being on max pitocin. My Doctor said we could keep going or take him by c-section. I asked her honest recommendation. She said that if she thought I was going to deliver in 2-4 hours she would be my biggest cheerleader in trying to get me to keep going, but she didn't think I would. I talked to my husband & my mom for their opinions, they both agreed that a c-section would be best. I agreed, too, I honestly knew I was so tired that i didn't know if I could push once we got to that point.

I was willed in to the OR & my husband, who was great through the whole thing, came in too. I had a different anaestesologist & she was wonderful too. She explained everything to me & said to let her know if i had headaches, nausea, or blurry vision.

Osiris Kingsley was born at 2:29 on November 11. He was 6lbs 15oz & 19.5 inches long. I cried when I heard him cry. He was beautiful. He had an apgar score of 9/10. I passed out after I knew he was okay.

I couldn't have had a better hospital experience. My nurses were wonderful & so was my Doctor. We got to come home Saturday. I feel 1000x better than I did pregnant. We are absolutely loving parenthood & are glad that we waited until we were truly ready (we have been together almost 10 years & married almost 5 years.) Our son is amazing and is a very good baby.

Well if you made it through the novel, thanks for reading! I wish you all the best of luck with your L&D too. I will try to be on here more. I will try posting pics later. Thanks!

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Here's Amanda's (amanda.) birth announcement:

"amanda." wrote:

I haven't been around a whole lot this pregnancy and it'll probably be a little while longer until I'm posting frequently, but I thought I'd update you.

My little man arrived on Friday the 20th. I was scheduled to be induced this morning (the 23rd) but he was breech at my 38th week appointment. The doctor said that because of his position, his cord would most likely come out first if I was to go into labor and he didn't think we had a good chance of turning him. So c-section for me.

Benjamin had some fluid in his lungs which I hear is normal for breech/c-section babies but that quickly turned into real breathing problems. He was taken to the children's hospital the day after he was born which absolutely broke my heart. He's come down from 60% oxygen to 30% (as of yesterday) so he is improving and we're really hoping to have him home for Thanksgiving.

Here's my man:

I am lurking, just don't have time to go through the whole sign in process (ugh) every time I get on. Hopefully once he's home I'll be able to start posting again. I can't wait to see everyone's babies!

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Posts: 53852

4luvs birth announcement:

"4luvs" wrote:

Colton Grant arrived on Nov. 23rd weighing 6 lbs. 11 oz. and 19 inches. I had a scheduled c section and everything went very smooth. This was probably my easiest recovery so far! He is nursing great and is such a cutie! We are all thrilled that he made it here safely. I will try to post some pics soon. It's so exciting that we are all delivering soon! Good Luck to everyone!

Kristin~
Jackson, 9
Aidan, 8
Ella, 4
Colton, 2 days!!

"4luvs" wrote:

Finally have some pics to share. I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! Love looking at all the new babies!

K~

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Posts: 53852

Here's Judy's (shutterbug0303) birth announcement:

"shutterbug0303" wrote:

Our baby boy Jackson Cole made his arrival into this world this morning at 9:11 am. He weighed 7 pounds even and was 19 1/2 inches long. He is an amazing little guy! I haven't heard him cry yet and he is nursing like a champ Smile

I will post a better birth story soon but wanted to let everyone know we're doing well. Cole's heart rate was high from about 7:00 pm on and I had a uterine infection and ran a fever for most of my 24 hours of labor. I will continue to be monitored and receive antibiotics and we're waiting for Cole's bloodwork to come back to make sure the infection didn't pass to him.

Will post photos soon! Smile

And an update with pics:

"shutterbug0303" wrote:

I have finally been able to take a few photos of my boy! I can't believe he will be 2 weeks old tomorrow! Time is flying so fast already...

There has been so much going on here. We were released 2 days after I delivered but Cole was basically unresponsive for the next few days. He was born on Friday, released on Sunday, checked at the ped on Tuesday and found his bilirubin level to be 15. Not terrible so we were rescheduled for another check on Wednesday. Checked on Wednesday and they were up another .7. Again, not terrible - BUT, three needle pokes and he never cried once. He wouldn't open his eyes at all and wouldn't wake much to eat. Although he would nurse with no problem, he would only stay awake for just a minute or two. This was causing weight loss and started us in a vicious cycle of sleep, no eating, no way to get rid of jaundice, and weight loss. The doctor called me Wednesday afternoon and asked us to get back to his office asap with plans on being admitted back to the hospital Sad We stayed in the hospital overnight and has him under the lights and on a blanket for about 18 hours. That time brought him down to a bilirubin of 10 and he was a bit more alert. Home again we went and have been working on keeping him awake and eating well since. He is doing much better and gained 6 ounces in 5 days so we're making headway!

With all of this going on I never had a chance to do his newborn photos until today. Hoping for another shoot tomorrow.....without further ado - Welcome Mr. Jackson "Cole"!

cole_001web

cole_002web

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!

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Here's Melanie's birth announcement:

"melnzai" wrote:

The girls arrived via c-sec at 9:30 and 9:32 yesterday morning. Keira was born first and weighed 5 lb., 7 oz. and Sarafina weighed 4 lb., 6 oz. Sarafina is in the NICU and having slight feeding issues. Otherwise, both are doing great!
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Here's Amanda's (waitingimpatiently614):

"waitingimpatiently614" wrote:

I started having regular, painful contractions Saturday night, got admitted to L&D Sunday morning at 7am, and Asher arrived by vaginal delivery 12 hours later at 7:01pm! We came home from the hospital yesterday at noon. He was 7lbs 1oz and 20 inches at birth, with a head full of hair! We're absolutely elated that our baby is here, and so in love. And so far, post-partum aches and pains are nothing compared to 39 weeks pregnant aches and pains! But, it is difficult, too. As a FTM, there's just no way to be prepared for the sleep deprivation and how inadequate you feel at 3am when he's inconsolably crying, your milk hasn't come in yet, your nipples hurt like hell, and you're both frustrated and exhausted. The last couple nights, I just cry with him! But DH is an amazing support. He has this unexpected ability to calm him down and soothe him to sleep...probably because he doesn't get all worked up like I do! And those calm, alert moments when he's just staring at my face with his big blue eyes...those moments make up for everything else. It's a beautiful feeling. I'll be on here as much as I can to continue to reading about the rest of the babies on the way!

We haven't had time to upload many photos yet, but here's one of our little guy:

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Here's Jennifer's (CalBear):

"CalBear" wrote:

Sorry for the late update. It was a brutally long labor for a second baby (15 hours) that got very intense in the end, but she arrived safe and sound. She weighed in at 5 pounds, 1 oz and 17 3/4 inches. She is a darling little peanut. Will post pics later.

She had to go to the transition nursery for several hours after she was born because she was born with a fever (I developed one in late labor) and was grunting (respiratory issue). She does not need NICU, though! She is doing beautifully. Her blood sugars, oxygen levels, and temps have been perfect and I can't believe how well she nurses. Her latch is perfect and her suck is phenomenal. I am so proud of her!

Pics:

"CalBear" wrote:

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Here's Christina's (cbus30):

"cbus30" wrote:

So, I was scheduled for a c-section on Friday, but this little one would not wait. I started contracting on Tuesday and I thought they were just braxton hicks---but since I was contracting all Tuesday night I went in to get checked on Wed. morning I was 6 cm dialated and they sent me straight to L&D to get prepped for surgery. Kyleigh Addison was born Wed, Dec. 2nd at 10:54 am. 8lbs 6 oz 21 in. She is beautiful. She did have fluid in her lungs (which is common), so she is in the nicu---but she is already off the oxygen so I feel better. They are just monitoring her because her blood sugars are low. I'm hoping she can get out of the nicu tomorrow. I still can't believe it all happened so fast. I will try to post some pics soon.
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Here's Nicole's (Nikerz20)

"Nikerz20" wrote:

Around 2am of the 2nd i woke up with contractions at about 8-10 mins apart but they didn’t progress into anything other than an ongoing menstrual like cramp. Went to the bathroom a couple hours later where i had my bloody show (sorry tmi) and then tried going back to sleep – ended up watching Wall-E because i couldn’t sleep. Decided to ring the midwife that morning and she asked me to pop into the birthing centre, DBF packed the car and we were away. Midwife preformed a membrane sweep and told me that we were only at 1 ½ cm dilated, but she did expect me back in 8- 10 hours time to have baby.

Spent the day doing some last minute things around the house and then put my feet up. Around 7pm the contractions started back up again, but this time it was the real thing by 9pm they were around 6 mins apart, rung the grandmas-to-be ( it’s an hr drive) and got in touch with my midwife. By 12pm the contractions were 5 mins apart and my midwife was paying us a home visit to make sure we wouldn’t be turned away. She had another wee look and i had only progressed another ½ cm. She left the room and when i sat up i felt a pop and a pool of water came out. I yelled out for the midwife to come back and check and sure enough my bag had broken, had a quick shower and we headed to the birth centre.

By 3am on the 3rd contractions were almost becoming unbearable as i was experiencing back labour, i had 4 injections of water straight under the skin to ease the pain, it only lasted ¾ of an hour and the pain returned. By 4am I decided that i wanted to jump into the birthing pool to see if the water would help. I ended up staying in the pool the rest of the labour and proceeded to have a natural water birth. I was fully dilated by 730am and ready to push. Pushed for 50 mins, only experienced one small tear and our wee boy made his grand entrance December 3rd at 8:47am weighing 8lb 8oz, was 21 1/3 inches in length and had a full head of hair. He scored 8 and 8 on his Apgars, and the only thing they found was he was tongue tied and made a small snip so he could breast feed properly.

Only a few minutes old

Being weighed

Cuddles with Dad (Taines clothing is a little on the large side)

Cuddles with Mum at home

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Here's Jenn's (jjsiemens)

"jjsiemens" wrote:

Hi ladies!

Delaney Dawn was born Friday December 4th at 8:42pm. She weighed 7 lbs 12 oz and measured 19" in length. It was our easiest labour yet and I feel like a million bucks (albeit tired). She scored 10 on her APGAR (apparently a rarity at our hospital...one of many brags you'll hear from me I'm sure Smile ) and she passed her 24hr jaundice test with flying colours. We came home 24 hours after she was born and are working at settling in at home. She's feeding well and doing great in the sleep department so far. Zack & Gabe have found their first true love! They are so excited (much to our relief) and they were both really good to her today as we celebrated her Zero Birthday party! I'll try to share pictures and our birth story (a bit of drama to share there) once we've settled! I've got many posts to catch up on as I've been offline since Thursday night. I did see that we have several other births since I've been gone so (until I get a chance for proper congrats) congratulations to all the other new Moms and a WTTW for all of our new Diamonds!

Feeling mighty blessed!

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Here's Kristina's (~Kristina~)

"~Kristina~" wrote:

Riley arrived at 1:49am on the 8th weighing in at 9lbs 14oz and 22 1/2" long. Bigger than all the other kids in both areas. He was born at home in the water, no tears after 13 minutes pushing. Pictures to come!

"~Kristina~" wrote:

I haven't written out the nitty gritty of his birth story, but I have a timeline!!

12/7/09:
5:30am – Couldn’t sleep, took a hot bath and when getting out, I had a small gush followed by more plug. Went up stairs and told Jesse I thought my water may have broke. Went back into the bathroom and had some light bleeding and contractions started getting stronger.
7:00am – I called our midwife to let her know what was going on. She told me to call her back when I was rocking, humming, all that stuff.
9:00am – Jesse called his mom to put her on notice, she apparently took it to come right over!
Shortly after she arrived my labor stalled and contractions stayed 12 minutes apart all day long.
9:30 pm – Mother in law left.
10:00pm – Contractions got stronger/closer and I knew it was it. Jesse timed them for a little bit, first ones were 7 minutes but quickly moved to 4 minutes apart and they were lasting 2 minutes.
11:20pm – Called Kate to come over. The few contractions I had were extremely intense with lots of pressure and left me shaking afterward.

12/8/09:
12:10am – Kate arrived and came up to check me.
12:20am - As she was checking me, my cervix kept dilating, I started off at 5 and by the time she was done, I was a 7cm and 100% effaced, baby at -2 station with a bulging bag of water. Contractions were 4 minutes apart at this point.
1:15ish – I got into the pool.
1:36am – I asked Kate to break my water because it was in the way and I could feel it with every contraction. I tried a few times to break it on my own with pushes, but it didn’t work. My water was stained with meconium. Riley came right down.
1:37am – I started pushing.
1:47am – Riley’s head crowned.
1:49am – Riley Aaron was born!

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Here's Jenny's (jenny95662)

"jenny95662" wrote:

he arrived mon 853am he was 8 pds 7 ounces,,,19 1/4 inches long he is perfect looks just like my daughter only as a boy lol i will let u hear about c section and recovery when i get time.here is bunch of pics sorry so many.









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Here's Brooke's (brookie13):

"brookie13" wrote:

december 5th at 740 am Hayden Alexandra B... made her debut. she is 7lbs 10 oz and 21 inches long. shes the spitting image of her brother, we actually confused the nurses with pictures of them both being weighed after birth.

i woke up at 2 am last night (dec 5th) to see where DH was because he wasnt in bed yet (he works friday nights until 1 am) and when i stood up my water gushed everywhere. so i took a quick shower and then got DH to bring me up at 315 am.. labour progressed fast after that and at 740 am i got my VBAC!! i did have to have a small episiotomy but it only took 3 stitches to repair.

shes very quiet so far, latched on like a champ and has daddy wrapped around her finger already. im thrilled with my birth experience and that my little lady is finally here. congrats to all you mamas who have or will be having your little ones soon!!

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Here's Dawnyel's (puppyduks):

"puppyduks" wrote:

The last time I was on this board I updated y'all on my 39 week appt, in which I was 50-70% effaced but not dilated, cervix still pointed rearward and according to my OB I was nowhere near delivery. That was last Tuesday.

Thursday night/Friday morning at midnight I woke up to pee as usual. When I stood up off the potty I gushed amniotic fluid all over the floor before I could even get my panties pulled up. Absolutely no doubt about what it was even for a FTM. Smile I got DBF up and we packed some last minute things and headed to the hospital.

We got to the hospital at 2 am with me still gushing fluid like I was the fountain of youth. Got hooked up to the monitors and evaluated. My water had broken but I was still not even 1 cm dilated. I had not felt a contraction yet. They admitted me and monitored me to see what my body would do. About 8 am they decided to give me Pitocin as I was still not dilated at all. THEN I started feeling contractions! I called for an epidural and told the anesthesiologist he was my best friend.

About 1145 I started having excruciating back pain. I mean hair raising, please kill me now pain. I was crying, wimpering for my DBF to help me as he stood by holding my hand, no doubt feeling very helpless. The anesthesiologist (a new guy, the other one had gone home)was called in and he informed us that the epidural had only taken effect on the left half of my body. He upped the medication level to compensate and I told him he was my new best friend.

At noon my OB examined me and said it was time to push. I had gone from 0 to 10 in less than four hours. I started pushing with the contractions, with DBF holding one leg and my friend at my head for support. I pushed. And pushed. I threw up several times. I tried several different birthing positions. The attending nurses were wonderful and super supportive. I pushed for a solid three hours with absolutely no progress before the nurses finally called in the doctor. The doc examined me and declared that there was no way the baby could be delivered vaginally. The baby's head would not fit through the pelvic opening.

After his declaration things started happening fast. Nurses were scrambling and I was being asked all kinds of questions. My epidural had worn off again by this time and I was in agony trying to answer the questions... Allergies? Yes, blah blah blah. Did I still want my tubes tied or had I changed my mind? I don't even remember what I answered, so I don't know if they tied my tubes during the section or not. :eek:

Finally the questions were answered and I was wheeled into the OR and prepped, and mercifully given more epidural medication. My DBF got to be by my head and he was so wonderfully supportive even though I could see he was worried and freaked out at the whole scene. At one point he looked over the drape as they were pulling the baby out and he went pretty green and made a sickly noise, lol. At 3:40 pm I heard our baby girl cry for the first time. Sarah Jane was born on Friday Dec 4 weighing 6 lbs 10 oz, and was 20 inches long. She got 8's and 9's on her APGARs.

I spent four days recuperating in the hospital and it was a truly wonderful experience. I was the only patient on the floor so I had the place to myself, and all the help from hospital staff I could ever want. The L&D nurses were angels!! I can not stress enough how caring they were, how ready to drop everything to attend my every need, answering endless questions and supporting me when I was frutrated or overwhelmed. I am sure there is a special place in heaven waiting for every L&D nurse.

I wanted to breastfeed and Sarah was having problems learning. She wanted to roll her tongue up and back toward her throat instead of keeping it flat and forward for sucking. She had a very poor suck response, and was a huge biter. Nursing her was very painful as she chomped down on my tender breasts and made me cry. At one point I just broke down and bawled, I was so exhausted and frustrated and overwhelmed. Through it all the nurses and the lactation consultant were by my side, attending every feeding to try to train Sarah how to nurse. They gave me unflagging support and if it were not for them I know I would have given up. We had to resort to using a nipple shield and running a thin tube into her mouth. When she sucked correctly the nurse would give her a shot of formula as a reward. Three days passed and Sarah was still not nursing. I was despondent and ready to give up. The nurses encouraged me to keep at it and I agreed, although I just knew she would never learn to nurse.

Then it happened. The third night she started nursing without the tube. My milk had come in and she was sucking like a champ. No more biting. No more tongue curling, just glorious sucking! I was thrilled, but my excitement was nothing compared to the nurses' reactions on seeing her suckling at the breast. The nurses were ecstatic and so genuinely happy for me. They came into my room to watch Sarah suck and congratulated me on sticking to it when the going got tough.

We came home last night and since Sarah had decided to surprise everyone with her arrival we were not exactly set up for baby living arrangements. Her bassinet right now is a dresser drawer that we set on the bed as a co-sleeper. Although she has a bit of jaundice that we have to keep an eye on she is doing well and is still nursing like a champ.

It was a brutal labor and delivery but to tell the truth I hardly remember the pain now. I am definitely in motherhood mode now, the hormones have kicked in and I feel just a wave of love of nurturing for our baby. And her daddy is smitten. It is so touching, seeing him interact with her and cuddling with her. And he is johnny-on-the-spot with diaper changes and other not so pleasant aspect of baby raising. I am so lucky to have the family that I do.

I will post up some pics when I get time to get them downloaded from the camera. Until then I will be browsing the board, trying to catch up on everything that has happened since I've been gone.

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Here's Linda's (sevininall)

"seveninall" wrote:

...
Zayden weighed 6 pounds 10 ounces, and 20 inches long at birth. A photographer came to our room and took pics of him, though by going in to their website it takes a password and allows anyone to change info, so I wont be posting that in an open forum for safety and such. He was born with jaundice. We left the hospital and his biliruben level was about 9.6. The following day it was 14.8, next day it was 15.7, the next day it finally started creeping down and was at 14.6. Last night at the ER it was 10.53. So, slowly but surely it is falling...thankfully!!

He has to have fluids every 2 hours to help push it down to normal. What a wonderful little man I have!! Smile I'm so proud and so very blessed!!!

His weight last Friday was 6 lbs and 2 ozs. Gaining and growing Smile He had lost down to 5 lbs 15 ozs after coming home.

Once I am able to get online without being here at the library I will take pics and post them thru photobucket or something. Oh, he was born at 2:20 PM on November 30, 2009. I'll explain later but they changed OR's on me to the larger one for safety of me and babe.

I sincerely hope that each of you have a beautiful birth and very healthy moms and babies!!! I know we are all anxious to see those lovely babies and to hear about our individual births Smile I know they will be awesome ladies!!

Love and hugs to each of you. Will be back ASAP to read and update more.

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Here's Jackie's (Diorgirl82):

"DiorGirl82" wrote:

Hi all! Congrats to all the new babies. Seems like they just keep coming. I was scheduled to be induced today (12/9/09) however, went into labor on 12/6/09 (at my daughters 1st birthday party) and gave birth at 3:56am 12/7/09!

Dakota Marie Smile

She is a great baby, super adorable!!


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Here's Jennifer's (nitefire_98 ):

"nitefire_98" wrote:

I was having contractions all day on December 8th which were about 10-20 minutes apart. I didn’t get all excited though because this had been going on for about a week. I refused to get excited until my water broke or there was no doubt I was in labor. I went to work as normal and came home. We were expecting the first snow storm of the winter season that night so my Mom, who watches DJ during the week, decided to stay the night. Little did we know what a blessing that would be!

I went to bed about 10:30 that night after the contractions fizzled out. Again. At 12:33am, on December 9, I woke up to a huge contraction and a weird feeling in my gut. My first thought was…Uh oh! I high-tailed it to the bathroom and about ½ ways there, my water broke. Gary and my Mom both woke up to me saying “Uh oh” and “Oh no” over and over while I tried to clean up the mess while sitting on the toilet. It was quite comical actually.

The snow storm outside was in full force so we called labor and delivery to ask what they wanted me to do. Since this was my second child and with the roads the way they were, they wanted me to come in as soon as we could to avoid having her in a snow bank on the way to the hospital if we waited too long. Gary went outside to shovel a path and warm up the car. I couldn’t figure out how to get dressed without soaking everything! My Mom, who is so awesome, had the idea of stuffing one of DJ’s diapers inside my underwear. GENIUS!! Thank you, Mom! So, I got dressed and we headed off to the hospital. The contractions had started on the way to the hospital and were about 2-4 minutes apart.

We got there and they skipped the assessment section as it was obvious that I was in labor and my water had broken. I was immediately brought back to a room and changed into a gown and put into bed. I was so tired! I basically just waited it out until about 7am and then asked for some medication. The pain was overtaking my fear of IVs at a rapid rate. Thank God that a competent nurse was on duty that got the right vein on the first try. She had to try a couple of times to get it, but that vein worked. The contractions were getting so strong. They were still only 2-4 minutes apart. This took the edge off just enough so I could get a little sleep.

By 9:30, I couldn’t stand it anymore. It felt like someone was running a knife up and down my lower back with every single contraction. Plus, I was so extremely tired having only 2-3 hours of sleep in the past 48 hours. I caved. I called the nurse in and through my tears, I asked for the epidural. I had the epidural in by 10:00am and was asleep by 10:30am.

I slept until 1:00pm and woke to some heavy pressure on my tailbone and pelvic area. I called Kerry, my nurse, and told her what I was feeling. She said that I must be close if I can feel pressure through the epidural. She checked me and said “I have good news and bad news.” Yeah, that’s what I wanted to hear!! The good news was that I was dilated to 10!! Yay!!! The bad news was that the doctor on call was just called down to surgery just a few minutes before. Great. Actually, that was kind of ok with me because I didn’t like that doctor anyway. Oh well. So, anyway, Kerry said I could go ahead and push any time I feel the need and she’d be there. She called the OB office across the street (which is my

1:10pm I started pushing. I pushed every time I felt the need to, with a little direction from Kerry, and pushed for about ½ hour. One other nurse came in to help until the Dr made it over. Lila’s head came out and she had the cord around her neck. I didn’t know this at the time…Kerry and Gary didn’t feel the need to panic me. The rest of my baby girl came out at 1:42pm and about 30 seconds later the Dr walked into the room!

She weighed 7 lbs 3 oz and was 19.5 inches long and is the most beautiful little girl I’ve ever seen. She has a full head of dark hair like her brother did and has no issues with lung power! I got two stitches and got cleaned up and we were wheeled into the recovery room. They took her to give her a bath which I requested so I could get settled in and ready for her.

When they brought her back to me I wanted to try nursing her. She latched on the 2nd try!!

The only problem I had was some pretty severe swelling in my ankles and feet that lasted until Sunday. I couldn’t even put my slippers on as they were too tight and by Saturday night could barely walk. The doctor said it was a side effect of the epidural.

Lila and I are doing well now with breastfeeding. I had a mild breakdown on Sunday night because I was so engorged and sore and she couldn’t latch and we were both so frustrated. calmed me down and said all the nice things a supportive husband is supposed to say and I felt better. After that, it’s gotten much easier.

Lila has completed our family. She allowed me to complete all of the things that I wanted to do with DJ, but couldn’t. I got to hold her immediately after birth. She stayed in the recovery room with me. She came home with me. I cried when I laid my pretty little Lila in her bassinet. No wires, no monitors, no medication, no sleeping contraptions for reflux, no NICU, no special formula, just a little jaundice which cleared itself up after a few days. I have my perfect family. I have an amazing little boy who overcame all the odds of a preemie and now I have an amazing little girl who is sweet as pie. God has truly blessed us.

Me and Lila minutes after birth:

Daddy just realized he has a little girl now!!

Hi!

Getting ready to leave the hospital:

Waiting for discharge papers:

Meeting big brother DJ for the first time:

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Here's Toni's (Danswife):

"Danswife" wrote:

Saturday Dec 5th around 3am I woke up to go to the bathroom but before I could turn to sit, it felt like I had peed myself. It was clear so I was like uh think my water just broke. So I waited a few more mins to see if anything else would happen. So I walked to the utility room to get some stuff out the dryer and yup there was the second gush. So thats when I knew it was time to load up and head out. I put all my stuff together before even waking Dh cause I knew he was gonna freak out. So about 3:30 I woke him and said it was time to go my water had broke. I've never seen him jump out of bed so fast, lol

We got to L&D around 4am, was admitted and we sat in the triage room for about 2 or 3 hrs before even getting a room. I was only 2cm when we arrived. They said if I hadn't progressed by the time I was all set up in the room I would be started on pitocin. So after a few hrs of answering questions and getting all set up, I was checked again and I was still only 2 to 3cm. My contractions were not strong enough, So here came the devil. I have no clue on times cause there was no clock in our room. They waited 3hrs after giving me the pitocin to check me. I had gone from 2 to 3 to 6cm. I was having ALL back labor so I sent my request for my epi. After waiting lord knows how long he finally showed up in my room. He was trying to get it done between contractions but they were coming so quick I wished him luck haha cause he couldn't do it. Took him 3 tries to finally get it.

So after finally getting some relief it was time to try and sneak in a nap and watch some football on tv, like we had been doing all day haha. After awhile I started to notice that my right side was not nearly as numb as my left. So I told the nurse and she said well its been awhile since we last checked you and I had started to get the shakes and she said that is a sign of progression. So they checked me and sure enough I was complete. They sat me up like I was in chair to let gravity do some of the work. I was ready to push cause by that point I could feel my whole right side and could only feel my contractions in my hip which to me was worse then the back labor. So we did some trial pushing and she was like yup time to get the doc. I'm guessing we pushed for about 30 mins to an hr cause we were still on the same football game and same half when Lanie finally arrived, haha Yes we watched the game the whole time, it was nice to have a distraction.

She entered the world at 7:17pm weighing 7lbs 9oz and 20" long. She had swallowed some mucus so we had to watch her and suction it when she was cough it up. They had me breast feed her not long after to try and help push some of the mucus down. Other then that she was prefect. I had no exteral tears but she got me on the inside cause she had her hand behind her head and her elbow tore me. So got a few stiches for that but over all she was nice to mommy, lol

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Here's Connie's (cmljll):

"cmljll" wrote:

He made his appearance a little before 1. Apgars of 8 and 9. He has short dark hair and dark blue eyes. He weighed 6 lbs 6 oz and was 19 1/2 inches long.

And the best news - he's nursing extremely well!!! The nurses are freaking over how well he's sucking:-) After how things went with BF'ing Ethan, I'm so excited!!!

I'm waiting on the gallbladder doctor to come see me. He said this morning that he would take it out this hospital stay but I want to see how urgent it is. If it's not urgent, I'm inclined to leave it in for now. At least until I recover from the c-section, breast feeding is well-established, etc. But considering this is the first trouble I've had with it in almost a year, and this time it was from a limb pushing it...

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Here's Katie's (kmm123):

"kmm123" wrote:

Since I have a few minutes b/c Evan is at the nursery getting his last check up before we are able to head out from the hospital I thought I'd post his birth story.

Wed 12/10 (due date was Monday) night around 11 I noticed the contractions I had been feeling here and there were more consistent and more focused in my lower back and lower front vs just up high. DH and I watched TV and tried to go to bed but I couldn't really sleep. Around 1am the contractions weren't super strong but were 4 minutes apart. So DH had said before he was nervous about waiting too long and I figured no harm in getting checked especially since I hadn't seen the doc in a week. We got to the hospital and they checked me and I was just 2cm and the contractions were regular but not too strong. I HATED being stuck in the bed so I told them I was happy to know where we stood and I wanted to leave. The nurses thought that was a good idea and away we went. I dozed here and there over the course of the night and around 8am we decided to head back to the hospital. My contractions were still around 3 min apart but stronger harder to talk through etc. I was very calm as I didn't find them too intense so when we arrived the nurses kind of just smiled like I was still in early labor. Then they checked me and I was 8cm with a bulging bag Smile So doc came and broke my water and the expectation was I would go really really quickly. Ha. Around 11 I was still just 8 so they wanted to start some pitocin since my contractions had spaced out. I didn't want pitocin with out an epi so they called for that. The doc tried twice to get it in and I decided perhaps I would just suck it up and do it naturally. The whole epidural thing kind of freaked me out, I didn't want to loose feeling in my legs, I didn't want a blood pressure cuff on me, I didn't want the IV in longer. So I took the failed try as a sign and told the doc I appreciated his efforts but I was done. DH was pretty glad I spoke up he said I handled contractions much better than the epi being put in for him that was the scariest part b/c I was so tense (which wasn't helping the poor doctor). So they started the pitocin and thankfully it wasn't that intense for me. Around 1 I was 10cm and around 1:30 I started pushing. No one mentioned how miserable pushing is. Apparently I didn't feel the normal pressure/urge people do. One of the brilliant nurses had me turn on my side and push a few times and while it was awkward it did help move him down and gave me some of that urge. But I never had that must push feeling people talk about so pushing was a lot of forced effort. But at 2:27pm he arrived 9 pounds 5 and 1/4 oz and 21.5" long -- the nurses guessed his size probably held me up at 8cm. I only have 2 small first degree tears and he is perfect! Going all natural seems to suit me as I was up and showering with in an hour. I feel good, tired but good Smile Now I'm antsy to get home. Doctor should be here in about a 1/2 hour to discharge us and I can't wait!

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Here's Nicole's (Dixiemom1st):

"Dixiemom1st" wrote:

It's a Girl and She arrived at 8:50 am on Thursday December 10th. We named her Sarah Ann, and she weighed 7 lbs 8 ozs and was 19" long.

My contractions really started at 12 am that morning and by 1:30 they were 7- 5 mins apart so we headed to the hospital. We had to wake up my parents and bring Coleson over there (but they live next door so that was easy). I got admitted and went up to labour and delivery. They hooked me up to the baby monitor and she was doing great, then they checked me and I was 5 cm dilated. Because I was a VBAC they put me on an IV. Then moved me in to the delivery room. From there we just waited and tried to get comfortable. I really didn't like our delivery nurse. She tried to scare me into just asking for a C-section but we held tight until we talked to our doctor. She also said that I was too far along (at 7 cm) for an epidural (which was not true). So I didn't get one just a shot of morphine.

Anyways, At 5 am I was 7 cm and when our doctor came in at 8 am, I was still only 7 cm and in a lot of pain. He asked if I wanted to wait another hr but by then I was exhausted and in pain and not progressing so we went for the c-section. So by 8:50 am Sarah was born.

My recovery has been great, I went home on Saturday and am feeling good. Sarah is nursing like a pro and my milk came in. She is a bit Jaundice so we have to get her blood tested tomorrow, but other then that things are good.

Coleson is an amazing big brother and loves his sister. He has been getting away with a fair bit so once I am feeling a bit better I think he will be in for an adjustment. Jamie has been amazing and we are feeling so bless.

"Dixiemom1st" wrote:

Coleson loves to kiss and hold his little sister.

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Here's Carolyn's (monkeycat):

"monkeycat" wrote:

Wow, has it been a LOOOONG week, and it requires a LOOOONG story.

Let me just say, the best laid plans . . . . .

Tuesday morning I woke up at 5am and went to the bathroom. I had some red spotting and a loose bowel movement, so I started to get excited but was too afraid to hope. I tried to sleep a little, and I think I had a few cx, but I couldn't tell for sure if they were cx or stomach cramps. I started timing cx at 6:38am. I decided I better eat something, because if this was finally it, I wanted to keep my energy up. After that I took a nice hot shower and brushed my teeth. Unfortunately, brushing my teeth made me vomit. Sad Another sign labor was starting, I hoped. I laid down on my couch because I just didn’t have the energy for much of anything else. I felt like I had a fever and chills, and I checked my temperature and found out that it was 99.5. I figured I must be dehydrated so I tried to drink as much water and Gatorade as I could. I tried to get a little sleep, and Charlie had taken over the responsibility of writing down the cx for me. I never did fall asleep completely because every time I had a cx, I would just say “okay” to him and he’d write it down. He was sitting on the couch watching TV (or at least pretending to – I don’t think he was focusing on it at all) and I was curled up next to him. At some point I gave up trying to sleep and decided to get the few odds and ends I had left out of my bags put in. By about 9am, the cx were 3-5 min apart, lasting a minute to a minute and a half, and if I was up, I had to stop and relax during them. They soon got closer, 2-3 min apart, lasting a minute and a half to two minutes, and quite painful. After about an hour and a half of that, we decided to go to the hospital. According to the material we studied, based on the types of cx I was having and my emotional state, I should have been in active labor by this point. We wanted to wait as long as possible to go to the hospital to avoid labor stalling and any interventions. We made the 20 minute drive, and boy howdy, were the cx painful while in motion! I have a pretty high pain threshold, and they were knocking me for a loop. I remember telling Charlie that if we got there and I was only at a one, I was going to be seriously pissed off.

We got to the hospital, and the antepartum nurse put me on the monitor and checks me and tells me I'm only at a one and 60% effaced. I wanted to cry - I was so sure I was further than that! She told me she was going to call the doctor, and that he'd probably monitor me or make me walk, and she didn't think he'd send me home because I was contracting regularly and past dates. They monitored me for an hour and then checked again - no change. Are you serious? At that point, I let a little expletive slip. Oops. They told me to walk for an hour, and I walked with a vengeance - down two flights of stairs, up one flight, across the sky bridge to another part of the hospital. I refused to take a wheelchair with me that time. My mother and stepfather had shown up by this time, and they walked with us. We got back, and I was really feeling the cx. They were coming so fast I was starting to have a hard time handling them. She put me back on the monitor for about fifteen minutes. I thought the baby's heart rate seemed fast, but I couldn't keep my eyes open and crane my neck around to look at the monitors, and the nurse didn't seem worried. Then she told me to walk for another hour. I wanted to cry. But I got up and when she brought me the wheelchair (just in case), I didn't refuse it. We made it about fifteen minutes into our walk when I couldn't take it anymore. I would take two or three steps and then have to bend over to get through a cx that would last close to two minutes. I told Charlie to take me back, but every time I had a cx, I made him stop because they hurt too much.

We got back to the room at 4:30pm. The nurse put me back on the monitor, and checked me again. I was at a 2, but I was 100% effaced. I was not happy about the dilation, but I was ecstatic about the effacement. She called the doctor, and I was finally going to be sent to Labor & Delivery. By this point, most of my birth plan had gone right out the window. I had wanted to wear my own clothes and walk around, but I had just put on their gown when I got to the antepartum unit, thinking I would change when I got to L&D, but by this point I could care less about my attire, and the walking thing could kiss my butt. I had hard candy for dry mouth and Gatorade to stay hydrated, and I was drinking the Gatorade and water, but anything else seemed like it would take too much effort. They drew blood for labs and went to start an IV, and I told them I had cleared it with my doctor to not have IV fluids unless necessary, so they just said they'd send the supplies with me because they'd already charged them out.

I was already starting to have doubts about my ability to do this naturally, which according to the Bradley method means you're getting close to transition. Also, I picked this time to throw up the Gatorade and water I'd been drinking. This can be another sign of impending transition, so I thought I could hold out. I was only at a 2, but at 100% effacement, I was hoping things were progressing more quickly than it seemed. Charlie's coaching was the only thing that was getting me through the stupid cx. I would call his name when I started to lose control, and he'd start talking, and the pain would almost instantly ease up. I thought the cx were peaking early because the pain would fade so early, but he told me later that when I would start to feel less pain, the cx were actually still increasing in intensity on the monitor. The Bradley training does work. I got into L&D at 5pm, and thank goodness my doctor was the one on call for the night. He came in and checked me. Right before he did, my water broke (yay for SROM - something that went according to my plan!). He told me I was a 3, 100%, and baby was at -2 station. I knew I had a long way to go when he said how high the baby was. He asked me if I wanted him to manage my labor actively or expectantly, and I said expectantly, and he said okay. He wrote an order for me to be able to have fluids by mouth so I could avoid the IV. The cx kept getting more intense and closer together. There was less than 20 or 30 seconds between them, and I was starting to panic during a lot of them and really depending on Charlie’s help to get on top of the pain. The nurse checked my temperature because the baby's heart rate was too high (170s-180s), and I was warm (99.9), so she brought me popsicles to try and hydrate me and told me to drink as much water as I could.

WARNING: TMI AHEAD - Then I had to pee, so Charlie helped me to the bathroom, where we reached a new point in our relationship. After almost twelve years together, I had to poo in front of him. I didn't feel it coming, because with every cx, it felt like the baby was trying to come out of my rectum anyway! He of course didn't care, and I didn't really either. He helped me back to bed.

The nurse then told me that the baby's heart rate was still too high and she wanted my permission to start IV fluids. I told her if the baby needed it, do it. She had a hard time finding a vein, and I usually have pipelines, so I knew I really was dehydrated. A little while after that, she came back in with apple juice and told me the baby's heart rate wasn't as reactive as they liked, and they wanted to see if the juice would perk it up. Not too long after that, it sounded like the baby's heart rate went down, so thinking it had returned to normal, I asked if it had slowed down because I couldn't see the monitor, and the nurse said it was a deceleration. I asked if it was early or late, and she said it was a variable. I knew that meant cord compression, so I started to get scared, but she was very clam about everything, so I tried to stay calm, too. Charlie told me later the heart rate was dropping repeatedly into the 50s. Shortly after, the nurse put an oxygen mask on me.

A little after 6pm, the nurse called the doctor to come in to check me. I heard him ask for the heart rate strip, and I opened my eyes so I could see it, too. I saw it and said "I don't like that." He said "I don't either." I could see repeated decels, and that is not a good thing. He then checked me and told me I was at a four, and the baby was still at -2 station. He asked me if I wanted a c-section. I told him I wanted to get the baby out safely and if that meant c-section, let's go. He said he was afraid I was going to be hard to convince, and he was glad I wasn't because he couldn't let me go another 6 hours with the baby behaving like that. By this point I was exhausted. I think I had opened my eyes twice during the hour I was in L&D because I was in so much pain and having to focus. At one point I was holding my mother's hand and I could have sworn it was Charlie's! I just wanted my baby to be okay, and I knew s/he was in distress.

The nurses started doing their thing to get everything ready, and I decided if I was going to get an epidural anyway, I wanted something for pain now, so I asked for it. I saw the look on the nurse’s face and realized we were doing this NOW and there wasn't time for anything. They wheeled me into the OR at 6:31pm, moved me to the other table, started my epidural, hooked me up to all their monitors, put in the catheter, had Charlie in with me, started the surgery and had the baby out in 19 minutes. I didn't really realize it was an actual emergency until I got into the OR and everyone was moving so fast. That's when I started to get scared, but I knew that the baby would be out soon. S/he passed meconium on the way out, another sign of distress. I was so glad s/he got out before that happened so there was no risk of aspiration. The doctor announced the sex and that the baby was indeed a toddler and that the cord was around the neck twice. I didn't hear any crying, but then someone said how the baby was alert and looking around, so I didn't panic.

They went to the warmer, and Charlie went there, too, and I heard the crying and started crying myself. I couldn't see much, but I could tell they were suctioning the mouth, nose, and stomach. Charlie was taking pictures. Then I could see the top of the head and how big the baby was. Someone held the baby up and I could see Charlie's chin, and that the baby looked like my father-in-law. They wrapped the baby up, and Charlie brought the baby over to me, and I got to see my LO's face up close for the first time. I was in shock. I was so relieved that everything seemed okay. We got a couple of pics, and then it was time for the baby to go to the nursery, so Charlie went, too.

Then I got the shakes, and the nurse anesthetist asked if I wanted some Versed. A first I said no, but when she told me it was going to take longer to get sewn up than it did to get the baby out, I said yes. It was all I could do not to sit up, or at least try. I DID NOT want to by lying down anymore. The rest of the OR time is kind of a blur (thank you Fentanyl and Versed - you are two of my best pals), and the next thing I remember is being back in the L&D room shaking uncontrollably. I felt like I was having a seizure. I had about three warm blankets on, and that wasn't helping.

They gave me ice chips, and said if I had bowel sounds and tolerated the ice, the doctor had orders for me to try liquids and then I could move right onto solid food. I was quite happy to hear that, because it was after 7pm and I had thrown up the only thing I had eaten that day. (My in-laws went out and got me McDonald’s shortly after.)

My family told me they had seen the baby in the nursery and what the baby weighed. Charlie called the nursery and was told that the baby would be coming to us as soon as they got another temperature to make sure it was stable since the bath had been given. I found out later that the baby’s temp at birth was 100.4 (and heart rate 180) and that they did the bath so early to bring it down.

All of a sudden I realized the shakes had stopped, and I was so glad. I think I got the baby in my room around 8:30pm but I'm not 100% sure about the time. I held the baby for a few minutes and then we tried nursing. It went pretty well for the first time, and I nursed for about 15 minutes.( The baby stayed with us the rest of the hospital stay except for getting weighed and labs drawn in the nursery.) My heart rate was staying in the 120s-130s, but my blood pressure was okay so they didn’t think I was bleeding. The nurse drew blood for a CBC to make sure I wasn’t getting an infection and to check for anemia. They did the same thing the next morning and the morning after that. I got three doses of antibiotics according to the doctor’s standard protocol, but I didn’t have any infection, so that was it. My heart rate eventually slowed down, but it stayed a little over 100 until Friday.

I got moved to my postpartum room a little before midnight. I had my epidural in, but I didn’t get any IV pain medication after the dose in the OR, and the nurses were pretty surprised I didn't want any, but the pain was tolerable. My catheter came out after about 12hrs, I was up walking after about 16hrs, my epidural and IV came out after about 36hrs, and my milk came in after about 40hrs. We had a pretty uneventful hospital stay. A lot of my coworkers came to visit me, binging gifts of baby clothes in the appropriate color. We came home Friday, just shy of 72hrs after the birth.

I would like to officially introduce my litlle angel, Cecelia Elaine R___, born on December 8, 2009, at 6:50pm. 9lb 9oz, 21in long, 14.25in head, and perfect in every way!




We had a blood type incompatibility, so she had to have her bilirubin levels checked several times, but she never had to go under phototherapy. Our biggest challenge has been breastfeeding. The first night home was miserable because I was inadvertently starving her. When she was still hungry after nursing, I would give her formula, but the lactation consultants at the hospital recommend only giving about half an ounce as a supplement. That was not cutting it. Between an unhappy, hungry baby and her sleep deprived mommy, Friday night was rough. We had a good nap together on Saturday, and I started pumping and feeding her as much as she wanted and things got much better. She was getting quite a bit of formula, but we are slowly weaning that down as the amount I pump increases. She’ll nurse for 30-45 minutes, and then sometimes sleep for anywhere from one to four hours, and sometimes she’ll still want to eat half an ounce to two ounces. We’re working out the kinks. It’s only been a week, so we’ll just keep working it out.

When she’s not hungry, she rarely cries. Even with a dirty diaper, she just kind of acts uncomfortable, but usually doesn’t cry. I think she’s just perfect. Recovering from the c-section has been challenging, but I think I’m healing pretty well. I was actually able to bend over a couple of days ago! I made it 30 years without a major surgery, so I guess I was due. Charlie has been the best husband and father I could have asked for. He gets up to change her and bring her to me to feed her, keeps up with all the laundry and dirty dishes/bottles, makes sure I eat, etc. I am very lucky and blessed.

So much of the experience seems surreal. I remember being in the OR and thinking “Is this really happening? Am I really about to have surgery and a baby?” Looking around at all the people in their gowns and mask was so strange, especially since I’ve been one of those people in that hospital. I could see my doctor’s eyes but not his face of course, and it was reassuring to see someone familiar during the preparation. He has very kind eyes. It was better once Charlie got there, but I didn’t like lying flat on my back with that drape right in front of me. The labor part seems surreal also (probably because I had my eyes closed for a lot of it) but the c-section part even more so. It all feels like a dream, and sometimes when I think about it I cry. Everything happened so fast. I didn’t expect that. I thought I was prepared for any eventuality, but I didn’t expect such a short and intense labor followed by an emergency cesarean. I don’t want to forget any moment, but sometimes it hurts to remember it. I still can’t really believe that this little person is mine. Sometimes I feel kind of robbed because I didn’t get the birth experience I had imagined and hoped for, but the important thing is that I have a healthy daughter. Things could have been devastatingly bad, and I got lucky enough to bring home a healthy baby. I know now not to make plans! Smile

Now that I've finally had time to write and post this, I can go see who else has had their babies! I've been having withdrawals because I haven't had the time or energy to get online. I've missed you all so!

Carolyn

Joined: 03/16/15
Posts: 53852

Here's Cheeky78's:

"Cheeky78" wrote:

My little Reese Ivy has arrived. She was born 12/12/09 at 9:01am. She is 8.02 pounds and is 21.9 inches long. We just got home today and Ryleigh is adjusting to being a big sister.

My birth was fast and furious. I woke up at 4:30 with contractions. They were pretty intense right away and were coming about 3 minutes apart. I called my mom to come over and she arrived at my house at 7:00am. We left for the hospital and on the way my water broke in the car. What a weird feeling that was! I didn't tell my spouse cause I didn't want to freak him out and it was only a small gush. Got to the hospital around 8:00am and things were getting pretty intense. Coming a minute apart and very painful in my back. Checked in and waiting to be taken to a room. I arrived in the room around 8:30. Got undressed and the nurse checked me. She said I was 4cms. I was so disappointed when she said that lol. Doctor came in 15 minutes later and wanted to check me again because I was in so much pain and they were right on top of each other. I was 9cm! No time for an epidural and I felt the urge to push pretty much straight away. A few pushes later and Reese was born. My doctor didn't even have time to get changed. It was the most intense thing I have every experienced and I have 2nd degree tears inside and out. I hemmoraged a lot and felt very weak and almost passed out a couple of times. After an hour of recovery I bonded with my little girl. She is such a good baby and I'm very grateful. I'll try to post a pic later. Now it's time to relax and heal. I can't wait till I feel normal again.

Congrats to all the new mommies that I missed while I was away!

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Posts: 53852

Here's Meredith's (mrsbeever):

"mrsbeever" wrote:

Hi ladies...

As most of you know by now, Garrett came a little earlier than expected, due to some complications that I was having.

I went in for my 35 week visit with my regular OBGYN on Monday, November 9th and my blood pressure had spiked up. It was higher than it had been, so my doctor increased my bp meds and wanted to recheck my bp the following Thursday (11/12.) I also had a small amount of protein in my urine, but not enough to cause big alarm at that point.

Thursday morning, I stopped by my doctor's office and my bp was, again, higher than it had been and the nurse said she needed to talk to my doctor about it. I gave them another urine sample and waited for my OBGYN to come talk to me while I was on the fetal monitor. Luckily, Garrett was doing great on the monitor, so I wasn't concerned...however, when my doctor walked through the door, I knew something wasn't right. She had already called my specialist at Scott & White in Temple, TX, and after a short discussion, I was sent home to pack. Based on what they were seeing with my bp, my horrible swelling, and the amount of protein in my urine, they were sure I had Pre-E. Unfortunately, my husband was out of town for the day and I had my 17 month old son all by myself...so I called my husband and luckily, he was able to get back home quickly.

We arrived at the hospital around 6:00pm and after getting settled in, the doctors started doing some diagnostic testing and told me that I would be staying until delivery...and that more than likely, they would deliver Garrett on Monday, the 16th. So, I spent the next few days connected to a bp machine and just hanging out on my hiney. Then, on Monday, November 16th, Garrett was born, by c-section at 9:10am...weighing in at 5 lb, 12 oz, and measuring 18 inches in length. His APGAR score was 9 and he actually BIT my doctor before he was fully out. Everyone was laughing because Garrett was screaming his head off and then my doctor said, in a very DRY humor..."and he just bit me." Anyway, they quickly whisked Garrett away to clean him up and assess his Spina Bifida defect and once that was done, they took him to the NICU. The good news about his defect was that it ended up being partially covered with skin, which is always good...and it was as small and low as we thought.

The following day (Tuesday, the 17th), Garrett's defect was repaired and he did great during surgery and with recovery. The doctors were extremely pleased with how things looked at that point, too...Garrett had FULL use of both of his legs...and STRONG legs at that! And no sign of hydrocephalus at that point, either, so it was a wait and see game. Fast-forward a few days...and the hydrocephalus appeared. No surprise, but a little disappointing to me and my husband since everything seemed so great up until then. Sooo...Garrett was scheduled for another procedure, either a shunt OR a newer endoscopic procedure (called an ETV), if he was a candidate...and after an MRI, it was determined that they could attempt the less invasive ETV procedure first. So, a week after he was born, he went back into surgery and the neurosurgeon was able to do the ETV, with success. After another week of recovery, Garrett was released from the NICU on December 1st and has been doing great ever since...and those little legs are STILL kicking and SUPER strong!

(Caution...infant death mentioned...)
During this whole time, my husband and I were fortunate enough to become friends with another couple (from our home town) that had a baby girl named Catherine, born with Spina Bifida, on November 15th. Our babies seemed to be doing the EXACT same things, ALL GOOD...going through the same procedures, etc, same doctors...everything. Since Garrett's hydrocephalus was advancing a little faster than Catherine's, her procedure was scheduled for the day after Garrett's...and unfortunately, she was not a good candidate for the smaller, less invasive ETV procedure, so a shunt placement was planned. Catherine went into surgery that morning...and never came out. Her little heart stopped beating during surgery and they were unable to revive her. Her parents were in so much pain and there was nothing we could do...and on top of that, OUR baby was still alive and doing great, so the guilt set in for myself and my husband. It was extremely hard to know what to say or how to act with them...all I could do was cry with them. But they were (and still are) amazing people and never said anything but wonderful, supportive things to us...honestly, if they had removed themselves from us, you couldn't have blamed them...but no way they were going to do that. They stayed in contact, asking about Garrett continuously. And now, here we are, almost a month later...and those parents are still very good friends of ours. We plan to keep in touch and see each other as much as possible, because they feel a bond to Garrett...and we feel a bond to them. Because of H1N1, no one, other than parents, were able to see the babies in the NICU. So, Catherine's family never met her...the fact that my husband and I were able to see her during her 9 days in the NICU meant that, other than her own parents, we were the only ones to "meet" her...and that will always be special to us.

I'm sorry to end this on a sad note, but please keep these wonderful parents in your thoughts and prayers. They found out about their baby girl early on in their pregnancy, and they were 100% committed to giving that baby girl the best life possible. Just completely, fantastic people.

Anyway, there you have it...I have said it before, but to those of you who have been around and knew of our situation, and passed on good thoughts and prayers...thank you so much. I know I haven't been on the board much, mainly because it was hard, at times, to hear about everyone's healthy babies. But, in the end, I now regret that I didn't get to know you all better. I hope and pray that everyone is doing well and that all of the babies are healthy and happy.

Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas and Happy Holiday season!

Introducing...Garret Howard...(at age 3 weeks)

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Here's Cynthia's (MaybeGracie):

"MaybeGracie" wrote:

Luke Henry Karl S________ was born at 11:37pm on Saturday, December 19, 2009, after approximately one hour of labour.

A week overdue, I was feeling frustrated and impatient that day. I had thought I was in labour two days earlier, having weak but steady ctx all evening, but they disappeared overnight and came only sporadically on Friday and Saturday. There was nothing strong or regular about them. Because the baby had been alternating between OP and ROA, I spent a lot of time on my hands and knees trying to get him turned the right way. I also spent a lot of time walking with my MIL, who was in town to take care of our 2.5 year old son Jacob during our planned homebirth.

After playing a game with Isaac and MIL, we started preparing to go to bed at 10:30 that night. As we sat there talking for a little while, I had a few strong ctx, strong enough that MIL noticed, as I had a hard time carrying on the conversation through them. I thought it might be labour starting but wasn’t certain as they felt very unusual; also, by this point I didn’t want to get my hopes up until I was sure it was the real thing.

I felt an increasing desire to use the bathroom, which was one of the signs I had been waiting for. After one particularly strong ctx, I asked Isaac to help me to the bathroom and told him I would call him when I was done. It was approximately 11:15pm. At the time, I intended to let my body clear its bowels and then settle in with my laptop to time the ctx and begin to focus on labour. I knew it was definitely labour when, as soon as the door was closed, a hot flash hit and I peeled off all of my clothes.

It was a relief to use the bathroom, but I was still on the toilet when another ctx hit, even stronger than the last. I started to get nervous at the thought of several hours of labour with such painful ctx – it was nothing like I remembered with my first labour. I was just preparing to get off the toilet and find a place to settle in to labour when another ctx came and, after an intense pressure, my water broke in a big gush. It was both a relief (physically) and a disappointment (emotionally). My water hadn’t broken during my last labour until right at the end, so having it break at (what I thought was) the start of labour wasn’t my ideal, as I had tested GBS+ and would have preferred my waters stay intact for as long as possible.

I called Isaac to tell him my water had broken and he should call the midwife. It was 11:25pm. As he began to do that, another ctx came, even stronger than the last. Everything is a bit of a blur from this point on. I knew I needed to move now because I wasn’t going to be able to move soon if they were hurting this bad already. I yelled for my MIL to come, fast. She rushed in and asked if I wanted to move to the bedroom. I managed to get out “no…tub!”, as I still didn’t realize the baby was coming and I wanted to labour in the tub. She started to fill it when suddenly I felt the baby descend through the birth canal. I reached down and felt the head crowning. I yelled that the baby was coming. Poor MIL was trying to figure out what to do and Isaac was on the phone with the midwife. The head didn’t stop, it just kept coming, so (not wanting to give birth right there on the toilet!) I managed to get myself onto the floor on my knees, leaning on the tub with one hand and holding the head with the other. MIL shoved a towel underneath me. I was most definitely “vocalizing”, to put it mildly, and recall reminding myself to keep my voice deep rather than high. The rest of the head came out quickly. All of that happened within the span of one ctx.

By this point, the midwife had told Isaac to hang up and phone 911. He was talking with them as the head emerged. I let go of the head and leaned on the tub to rest before the next ctx came. It came almost immediately and the rest of the body was delivered into my MIL’s waiting hands. I don’t recall pushing at all with either of the ctx. It felt like my body and gravity did all of the work. She laid him on the towel and I rested on the edge of the tub, exhausted and relieved and shocked. It was, as best as we can estimate, 11:37pm.

After catching my breath, I looked back and the first thing I saw was that our little baby was most definitely a boy! I brought him up between my legs and just held him. Isaac came in to see and to let me know the paramedics were on the way. I replied less than positively to that, but calmed down when he got the deer-in-the-headlights look and said the midwife had told him to, poor guy. (In hindsight, of course, it was the obvious and wise thing to do, but at the time all I could think was that we were fine and I didn’t want paramedics there.) We admired our new son together. My MIL came in next. I thanked her over and over, and she thanked God over and over. Now that he was here and everything seemed fine, there was such a sense of awe and relief and shock.

The paramedics arrived at this point, finding me still on my knees facing the tub with my back to the door, clutching the baby and trying to get my mind around the fact that I had just given birth. The huge paramedic maneuvered his way into our small bathroom and started talking to me. This man deserves a medal for having to deal with me, as I wasn’t at my most cooperative at this point. He wanted me to lay down, which sounded incredibly unappealing to me, as the bathroom floor was cold and hard and covered in blood and water from the birth. I didn’t want to lay down, I was perfectly comfortable where I was. He wanted the baby lower than the placenta, which seemed impossible to me at the time, since I didn’t want to just lay the baby on the floor. I’m not sure what all happened in the couple minutes after he arrived. I know I was repeatedly covered with a towel, which kept falling off, and he kept trying to move me when I didn’t want to be moved. At one point he stepped out to get something and I quietly delivered the placenta, still on my knees and still holding the baby. I told him the placenta was here and I was ready for him now.

He came in and started trying to move me again, but I was tangled in the cord and didn’t know where exactly he wanted me in the first place. Finally I told him to stop. I asked him to please just tell me what he wanted me to do and I would do it, just stop trying to move me and stop trying to take the baby. He said he wanted me to sit back. This was still really unappealing to me, but I felt bad for being so difficult when he was just trying to do his job so I figured I should make an effort to be more cooperative. I got myself untangled and allowed him to help me sit back on the floor. He clamped and cut the cord. The poor guy, his hands were shaking so hard as he clamped and cut. He checked to make sure the placenta was whole (it was) and placed it in a plastic bag. He tried again to take the baby, but I told him no, I wanted my husband to take him. (I feel mean about that now, but at the time I just wanted Isaac to be the first one besides me to hold the baby.) I called Isaac and handed him his son.

I was shaking a lot, as expected, and the paramedic had them bring me warm towels from the dryer. He told me then that I needed to get up so they could get me to the hospital. I said I didn’t want or need to go, and the second paramedic stepped in to reassure me that there was no rush and maybe I could go lie down on my bed for a few minutes so they could check everything out. I didn’t know whether to believe him or whether he was just trying to get me to stand up. Isaac tells me that no, the second paramedic really was okay with not transferring, since we had been planning a homebirth anyway, while the first paramedic was quite adamant that I be transferred. I asked where my midwife was and Isaac assured me she was on the way.

I did allow them to help me stand up. The second paramedic wanted me to move to the bed, but I was covered in blood and really didn’t want to spread that all around. The first paramedic kept offering me a pad, which felt to me a bit like offering a bandage to close up a surgery site. There was a lot more blood than that little thing was going to take care of. I asked the second paramedic if I could shower first. I laugh about the ridiculousness of that request now, but at the time it seemed entirely logical – I was a mess and I wanted to rinse off before moving to my nice clean bedroom. He said no, I couldn’t have a shower, so I handed him the bag of blue chux pads I’d had ready for the homebirth. He put a couple of them on the bed while I grabbed a towel and wiped myself off as best I could, then finally accepted the continually offered pad from the first paramedic. We moved to the bed and I was handed the baby and encouraged to continue to try to latch him (he had been trying to latch in the bathroom but hadn’t quite managed it yet). He latched on right away this time. The paramedic took my blood pressure and asked me some questions.

My midwife arrived around this point and started checking us over. She talked to the paramedics and they agreed to leave me in her care, since we had been planning a homebirth anyway. I thanked them repeatedly, appreciating both their care and their patience with me. Isaac went with them to sign all the release forms on our behalf. It felt very important to me at the time to convince everyone that the unassisted birth truly had been unexpected. The paramedics, the midwife, MIL – even my husband carefully asked later that evening if I had known the baby was about to be born when I’d gone into the washroom. But no, I hadn’t the slightest idea that after only a handful of hard ctx that had started less than an hour ago, my water would break and the baby would be completely delivered two ctx later.

I didn’t see them, but four firemen followed my midwife in the door. Jacob was pretty much over the moon at this point. He had woken up sometime when all the “the baby is coming!!!” yelling and chaos started. MIL and Isaac had taken turns watching him while the other helped me. He was pretty much occupied, though, when first the ambulance came, then the firetruck (“Are they going to climb up in the ladder??”), and then four firemen in uniform. He was wearing his firetruck pajamas that night. One of the firemen pointed that out to him; I recall hearing that, but I didn’t realize at the time that there were four firemen crowded in our little entrance way, talking with my very excited little boy. He kept telling them, “my name is Jacob, and there is a firetruck outside!” They all left as soon as it was determined that I would not be transferred. They had come because we have a very steep set of stairs, sharp turn, and narrow walkway, none of which would have made a transfer easy.

Once the firemen and paramedics left, everything settled down. We made our phone calls to family to share the news. The baby and I were both doing well. The baby’s temperature was a bit low but warmed up quickly after some skin-to-skin contact. He weighed 8.5 lbs. I hadn’t torn at all. I was finally able to have that shower I’d asked for earlier, which felt wonderful. The midwife was impressed with the “efficiency” of my body – the fast delivery, the lack of tearing, the quick delivery of the placenta, and the way my uterus had clamped right up and the bleeding had already slowed down.

The midwife left after two hours. I couldn’t believe it had already been that long. We were all too keyed up to sleep. Jacob laid down on our floor and played with cars, MIL went to bed but didn’t sleep at all, and Isaac and I spent some time on our computers and watched a bit of a show before turning out the lights sometime around 4am. Our new little boy dozed on my lap, nursing off and on and being thoroughly admired and marveled over.

I was surprised at how little pain I felt afterwards. My stomach has been uncomfortable any time I stand up since then, but otherwise I’ve been feeling great. I had been so sore after Jacob’s birth and I expected to feel the same way this time – but then again, nothing at all has been the same this time, not the pregnancy, not the labour, and most definitely not the delivery!

It took us several hours and many discussions, but we finally settled on the name, Luke Henry Karl S________. Luke was a name we both liked, Isaac in particular, and comes from the apostle Luke. It was originally a name we had been considering as the middle name, but my husband so rarely has definite opinions on something that I agreed to let it be his first name since he liked it so much. Henry is both my dad and my granddad’s middle name. Karl is a masculine form of Karen, my MIL’s name, as she was the one who caught him when he was born and it felt right to honour that as part of his name. Coincidentally, it is also a form of Charles, my FIL’s middle name.

We are so grateful that everything turned out well with this unexpected unassisted delivery. Although we had been planning a homebirth, we very much intended to have our midwife be there for it. Thinking back on the “what if’s”, many thanks have been given to God for the safe arrival of our son. At the same time, it has been so affirming to us to have witnessed my body and instinct take over and achieve what is today typically viewed as a medical procedure. Everything happened as it should and with no need for any sort of intervention or active management. Even so, I appreciate that medical management is available when needed and will always be grateful that it wasn’t necessary for us and that our son is here and healthy and safe.

Everything is going wonderfully so far. He is a very calm little boy, easily settled and very mellow. He is perfect, absolutely beautiful. Nursing is going well, no problems at all. Jacob adores him and loves to hold him, stroke him, look at him and cuddle next to him. It is amazing how seamlessly this little boy has become a part of our family. We feel so blessed right now.

Joined: 03/16/15
Posts: 53852

Here's Alisa's (alisamarie13):

"alisamarie13" wrote:

On Friday, 12/18, I woke up at 2:54 am startled but I didn't know why at first. After 5 minutes of lying in bed trying to fall back asleep I got a very strong contraction, so I laid in bed to see if I would get another one or if it was just a BH. Exactly 5 minutes later I got another strong contraction, so I got up and decided to go lay on the couch for awhile. After about 15 minutes my contractions were coming 2 minutes apart and lasting a minute or so. I woke DBF up to tell him it was time and got in the shower to help with the pain. I stayed in the shower for about 45 minutes and then we loaded up the car and headed to the hospital.

We got to the hospital at 5 am and when the nurse checked me, my contractions were still 2 minutes apart and I was at 5 cm. They checked me in and took me to my room, and as soon as we stepped in the room, my contrax started coupling. I had told the nurse I wanted a natural birth, but after 2 hours of the coupling, I finally asked for the epidural since I couldn't walk without throwing up from the pain.

I labored for 4 more hours (until noon) then the nurse checked me again since I was starting to feel my contrax again and I was fully dilated. 20 minutes later we started pushing... and pushed and pushed and pushed. I pushed for almost 5 hours, but Sophia was sunny side up and her head was too big to fit past my pubic bone. So the doctor came in and discussed a c section with me. I decided to have the c section then because I was too tired to even talk.

The dr's and nurses wheeled me into the OR and gave me a very strong shot into my epi, but I could still feel my contrax 15 min later, so they gave me another one. That one didn't work either. So the anesthesiologist gave me a spinal block... which didn't work. So they tried with a 2nd one and 4th time was the charm. I laid back and let the dr's work their magic.

As soon as my OB pulled Sophia out they whisked her to a corner of the room to be examined since I had meconium in the waters and my placenta was apparently infected. She had a slight fever but it went away within hours. The dr's also started shouting "You have a beautiful baby boy!!" :eek: I looked at DBF and started freaking out until a nurse said calmly "What are you guys talking about, it's a baby girl." Whew...

As soon as I heard her cry a spot on my abdomen quit responding to the spinal, and all of a sudden I could feel EVERYTHING. The dr's started all running around frantically trying to figure out what was happening and the last thing I remember is DBF leaning his head on mine trying to get me to stop crying and screaming from the pain. Apparently the anesthesiologist ended up having to give me 5 shots of fentynal to get me to calm down enough to finish the surgery.

DBF said I kept floating in and out of conciseness yelling about the pain and the dr's tried to get me sewed up as quickly as possible, but then I started hemorrhaging. Apparently it wasn't anything too serious since they finished sewing me up and I was back in my room, recovering within an hour.

Even though it was the exact opposite of my birth plan, and it did not go well at all in the beginning, everyone came out healthy in the end. The dr's and nurses were absolutely wonderful as well. The anesthesiologist came by the next day (Saturday), on his day off, to check on me because he was so upset about what had happened.

I finally got released from the hospital last night and am so glad to be home. I will post pics when I get some more rest and time.

Pics:

"alisamarie13" wrote:

Hanging with Daddy in bed

Coming home from the hospita

First walk with mommy around the hospita

Already got daddy wrapped around her finger!

First picture ever

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Here's Megan's (MrsRiggert):

"MrsRiggert" wrote:

Sorry it took so long to get this posted...

Due to impatience I decided to try the castor oil "trick" for starting labor. I took the castor oil at 3:00 pm on December 12th. Around 9:00 I started having some mild contractions but they weren't really regular so I figured they were just BH. At 10:30 the contractions were 3 mins apart but they weren't very strong so DH and I went to bed. At midnight the contractions were coming every min. but still weren't very strong. I called my doc to see if he wanted me to come in and he said to wait since my contrax weren't really strong. I tried to go back to sleep but the contractions were getting stronger and I couldn't sleep so I called Lexi's godmother and asked her to head over to the house to stay with Lexi. She said she could be there in an hour. While I waited, I took a bath and DH packed the car. By the time she arrived, the contractions were pretty strong and stil only a minute apart. We left the house about 1:30 AM and got to the hospital around 1:50.

At the hospital my contractions were on top of eachother and really strong. They offered me a wheelchair but I couldn't imagine sitting at that point and asked if I could walk. By the time I got changed and settled into the room it was 2:15. They checked me and I was 4 cm. I thought I wanted a natural birth...I had prepared myself for a natural birth, but when it came time I couldn't do it. I asked if I could still get the epideral and they said yes but that they were going to do an intrathecal shot instead since it wouldn't be long. They checked me again at 2:45 while waiting for the anisthesiologist and I was 6 cm. Again I asked if I could still get the pain meds. DH tried to convince me that I was doing great and could do it without the meds but I wouldn't listen. At 3:00 they checked me again and I was already 7 cm, they did the injection and immediately I felt better but that didn't last long.

After the injection the anisthesiologist told me that "sometimes this causes baby's heart rate to drop" and aparently that had happened. The nurses had me rolling on my side and gave me oxygen. I kept looking at DH and asking what was happening but no one would tell us. Finally one of the nurses said that baby Zayne's heart rate dropped to 70 and they were working to get it back up. While I was on my side they checked me again (now it was 3:15) and said I was 10 cm but they needed to get the heart rate up first. They put something in my IV...not sure what...to help get Zayne's heart rate up and it worked quickly. They let me roll over. I looked at the clock, it was 3:30, and I said to DH "Ya think I can get him out by 4:00?" I started pushing about 5 mins later. It only took 3 pushes to get Zayne out. He was born at 3:45 AM! DH later told me that his cord was partly around his neck. He also told me that the last push pushed Zayne out so quickly and forcefully that he literally shot out and the Doc had to chatch him!!!

My beautiful baby boy was 8 pounds 3 ounces when he was born and 7 pounds 12 ounces when we left the hospital the next day (yes we went home Monday at 5:00).

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Here's Stephanie's (stephydolly83):

"stephydolly83" wrote:

More mucus plug starting coming off Thursday morning early.. Then starting having cramps.. Told my DH lets go to the hospital. Hooked me up and all come to found out my contractions where not regular so they sent me home.. About a hour later of laying down my water broke LOL. So we went back to the hospital again LOL. I was freaking out cause there was green stuff in my water.. But the baby pooped.. So I felt better. Then they hooked me up and starting that stuff that makes labour a little fast. So my contractions werent regular all the way through even though I had strong ones enough to help push him out just not enough it was annoying. I got that epidural and started to feel alot better..I had a fever during labour and pucked. Yeah I didn't have alot of fun. Then when I dialted to 8 it just stay that way for hours it was so aggravating I just wanted to see my baby. So I got around 9 and they said to push so I pushed. I didn't push long cause I was feeling so much like crap I kept saying I didn't wanna go anymore. Plus no sleep that night I was so tired. So the doctor decided to help me out with forceps. So I pused for like 10 mins with that and out came my beautiful boy!!! Born at 11:29 weighing 8 pounds 7 ounces and 22inces. They didnt let me see him right away he had oxygen problems but he recoverd fast on that! I'm so proud of him hes doing a great job. He poos and pees alot hehe I'm just so blessed to have a beautfiul baby like him me and DH couldn't be any happier..:D



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Here's LasVegasWXGIRL's:

"LasVegasWXGIRL" wrote:

She was born at 4:45am on Saturday December 19th. She weigh 6 lbs 14oz. 19inches. We are all doing great. Birth story and pics to follow.

Congrats to all the other new mommies and little ones!

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Here's Mindie's (TyrantOfTheWeek) birth announcement:

"TyrantOfTheWeek" wrote:

Derek Andrew arrived at 6:37 this morning. 8lb, 1oz. 21 inches. 6ish hours of labor, 20 minutes of pushing. Pics and story later after I kinda rest a lil.

(pics on my facebook!)

Here's Mindie's birth story:

"TyrantOfTheWeek" wrote:

Birth Story novel...

On Dec 18, I had my regular weekly midwife appointment with Joy. I was starting to feel so defeated after having contractions off and on for like a month and a half. I was really starting to feel physically and mentally exhausted. Everything at the appointment went as usual except for the fact that Derek’s head was not sitting in my pelvic bones the way he was supposed to. Instead, his head was sitting on the outside rim of my pubic bones. This totally explains why I hadn’t been able to walk right for a while. She told me to go to the chiropractor for something called the Webster Technique. I was totally skeptical that this would work, but since I had basically been contracting all day, I was willing to do anything. I ordered Joy and the kids some lunch (She offered to watch them since the next client wasn‘t due in for another couple hours), called Mark to let him know what was up and asked him to meet me at the midwife’s office, and headed out the door. About a half hour, and $45 later, I came back to see if his head had changed places. She felt and reported that it felt “much better” and that she wanted me to go home and basically relax the rest of the day. I was still really skeptical at this point but still contracting pretty regular. Mark, the kids, and I headed home. Dylan got home from school shortly after. We ordered pizza (yes, again…I didn’t get any of the lunch pizza and it sounded really good!) and watched Harry Potter (which I ended up dozing off during) We put the kids to bed around 8 and cuddled on the couch a little. I was starting to get a lot of discomfort during the contractions so we decided to start timing them. To keep occupied, we ordered the last of the kids’ Christmas gifts online. Contractions were coming every 5ish minutes and lasting about 45 seconds- 1 minute. I was about to call and get advice from the midwives, when all this sudden, around 11:30, they STOPPED! AAARRRGGGHHH…I was quite angry at this point. Like, crying angry. I mean, come on now. I had been dealing with this for a month already. Completely let down, and exhausted, Mark and I crawled into bed at about 12:30. We laid in bed talking and he gave me some encouragement. I was all comfy when I felt leaking. I reached down and sure enough I was steadily draining. I told Mark and he didn’t really believe me until I stood up. Oh, GLORIOUS amniotic fluid, how long I had been waiting for your presence! It was clear and that is really all I cared about at this point. I was so excited, I got the shakes really bad. I sent Mark out for some Depends so I could walk around and not have to mop up puddles. I called my midwife, Beth, and let her know about the goings on. While Mark was gone, I called my mom. I was contracting furiously at this point. I couldn’t talk through them. They were still kinda far apart though. Mark got home and I was able to get off the towels on the bed finally. I let him go back to sleep while I did what any women in labor should do: got on Facebook…I mean, my peeps need to know these things, right? So, Mark’s nap only lasted about 20 minutes because I reallllly needed him at this point. We got in the garden tub together and tried to relax a little. Then, I wanted out and in bed. Then, I wanted up and walking around… By 3:30, I was contracting like every 3 minutes. Beth was on her way. Back to the tub I headed. I felt like at this point, I was dealing with the whole thing pretty well. She got there and checked my progress. She said “It’s going to be a while. I can barely get my fingertip in your cervix.” I was sooooooooooo shocked and upset. I mean, how can that be? I had been laboring really hard for the last 3 hours, and NOTHING to show for it?!? By this time, I was getting cold, and the hot water had run out. I decided to labor in bed for a while. I remember that the labor went from painful to “Holy s*$#, this. Sucks.” really quickly. Like in between contractions I was saying all kinds of things that I know deep down wasn’t true. I was begging to go to the hospital, announcing how sure I was that I couldn’t do it anymore, and profusely apologizing for being such a failure. Mark, God bless him, would contradict every negative thing I was saying. She checked me once again to see what was going on down there. Mind you, I had only been in the bed for about 45ish minutes laying on my side. She got a smile on her face and said I was 8cm. How I went from nothing to 8 in 45 minutes, I have no idea. Mark and her encouraged me to get back in the tub. He put on swim trunks and joined me. I think it was like 5a.m. by this point. Beth called her apprentice who showed up less than an hour later. I was only 8cm, but I was having this excessive urge to push. That is frustrating. And I was completely out of control at this point. My body slowed down enough that I finally “passed out” for about 6 minutes. I remember silence in the room except for the ambient music we had playing in the background. Mark had my limp head in his hand since my head was starting to go underwater. In one contraction, I snapped out of my “pseudo unconsciousness” It was intense. I have no idea how I managed to do this with Pitocin and no epidural the last time. Finally, pushing time. It didn’t feel as relieving to me this time around. It burned so bad. I was screaming bloody murder during each contraction. Beth was doing fantastic at trying to get me to relax and focus on letting my muscles relax. They thought maybe he had his arm up and that it was tearing me inside. There was more blood than I remember as well. I have no idea why, but I asked her if I was going to die. I mean, I really have no idea where that came from. It felt like his head was right there so I reached down. It wasn’t crowning. I was able to kinda reach in and feel him. That is what kept me going. They checked his heart beat to see how he was tolerating things and he was having some decelerations that we didn’t like. I was put on my hands and knees. I wish I would have had the strength to do this sooner because it seemed as though I only pushed like 5 more times in this position. He crowned and that was basically it. It was 6:37 in the morning. My intense screaming had woken up my two oldest. Dylan asked “Who is screaming in here?“ It was kinda comical. Derek had his cord around his neck. This was causing the decels. And we can’t figure out if it was there, or if unwrapping the cord caused the knot to be there, but he had a knot in his cord like Dylan had. Mark and I marveled at our new little person as we waited for his cord to stop pulsing. It was surreal. I again went back to apologizing profusely (Don’t know why I felt the need to apologize, but I did.) and thanking everyone for not giving up on me. The placenta decided to come out as I stood up to get into the bed. Derek was still attached to it. Once we got to the bed, Derek and I were checked out. Daddy cut the cord, and Dylan, Devon, and Dorothy were allowed to come see what all the noise was about. All in all it was an amazing experience and I can’t imagine birthing any other way. Oh, and I am no longer skeptical of alternative medicine and chiropractic stuff.

"TyrantOfTheWeek" wrote:

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Here's Heather's (hlscott20):

"hlscott20" wrote:

Well, I am sorry it has taken so long to update but, I have been so busy and exhausted since her birth this is the first opportunity I have gotten to fill everyone in.

So, when I last left you, I was 4cm and they were going to start pitocin. I got up and took a shower even before they started the pitocin and my contractions started to get regular. I spent a short amount of time on my side in bed and then got up on the ball. My back was killing me (I herniated 2 discs last year and think that probably had something to do with it), my nurse was using a lot of counterpressure and that helped for a little bit but, then I got indecisive again and wasn't sure what I wanted. In the meantime she had started pitocin but, it was only at 2 and that is where it stayed. I got into the jacuzzi tub and the contractions in the beginning were better in there. Then they started to pick up again. My back was killing me, even in between contractions and I felt like I couldn't take it anymore. I got out of the tub and it initially felt better to be on my feet. I asked my nurse to check me because I wanted to know I was making some progress. Well, she said she thought I was fully but, wanted to have another nurse to check too. She came in and said that if felt like I was 9 but there was a big bulging bag of water. They paged my doctor to come right away because with the next contraction I had the urge to push. So, I started pushing involuntarily and two contractions later my water broke everywhere and when I say everywhere I mean I heard it splat onto the floor and across the room. One of the nurses was so close to getting hit, poor thing. So, my doctor came over and I was still on my side pushing. I knew I needed to get into a better position to push effectively but, I was afraid to move because I was so uncomfortable. I finally convinced myself to roll onto my back, it hurt to move but once I was there it was so much better and I began pushing much more effectively. I brought her down with the next three pushes and she was born at 10:53 am on Tuesday December 1st. I have been pretty sore since delivery. Very crampy being my 5th baby and my bottom although not torn is very bruised.

She is beautiful and I am so in love. She has a full head of dark hair, long lashes like her daddy, and a radiant personality. She weighed 7lb 9oz and is 21 inches long. Thank you everyone for all your love and support.

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Here's Cece's (trying18 ) (Infant death mentioned - All our love and thoughts and prayers to Cece and her family as they cope with the loss of one of their twins):

"trying18" wrote:

My water broke on Sunday morning at around 1:30 - so the girls got to pick their own birthday! We are all doing great - Nora was 7 lb 7.5 oz 20 inches and Maggie was 6 lb 7.5 oz 19.5 inches.

We got home yesterday, and the first night was pretty rough, but all is good. There is a good picture here: http://child-bearing-hips.blogspot.com/2009/11/guess-who-is-here.html

Update (taken from Cece's blog - http://child-bearing-hips.blogspot.com/):

"There is no real way to say this. Nora passed away last night. We don't know why or how - they are trying to figure it out. Maggie is in the hospital for observation for 48 hours with IV antibiotics as a safety measure - but we are told that she is totally ok. ..."

Update from MissyJ:

"MissyJ" wrote:

Hi all,

I received a note from Cece. Right now, understandably, she is not checking in on the boards. It is too hard and instead she is focusing on her family. I did convey all of the condolences, thoughts, and prayers that have been offered for which she is truly grateful.

Nora's death was diagnosed as SIDS. I am gathering information and will be moving forward with the family's permission to get something set up in her memory. I'll try to have that available tomorrow.

Maggie is doing well and at home now. Cece is keeping a close watch (as well as lots of snuggle time) -- but shared that Maggie is eating and sleeping perfectly.

Since she is not clear on when she will return again with any degree of normalcy, Cece does invite those wishing to keep up with their journey to follow her blog "Child Bearing Hips". For those seeking more details - she did post an update there now on the support they have received from the community as well as Maggie's progress. (I felt that it was best for you to read her words there directly.)

More soon,

~Missy

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Here's PhysicsNerd's:

"PhysicsNerd" wrote:

Hey all! Just back from the hospital today! My little guy was born on December 20th @ 4:48 pm. My water broke at 4:48 am, so exactly 12 hours from then till he was born! I was having contractions pretty much 10 minutes apart all day on the 19th. Nothing too painful, more annoying than anything. I was really worried about going to the hospital since my area was in the middle of a blizzard! But once my water broke we left for the hospital and thank goodness the interstate was clear and we got there with no problems. At the hospital I had a second gush of water (never heard of that) and found out that I was 4-5 cm dilated. They sent me to a room and blissfully gave me an epidural and I slept. Considering I was up from 7 am Saturday and it was currently 8 am Sunday lets just say I was exhausted. I woke up and they checked me and I was about 8 cm dilated an hour later. I started pushing at 2 pm but his head would not move down. They said the baby's head was cone shaped for being stuck. Finally at 4 pm they decided to give me a c-section since he was still at +1 station and his heart-rate was all over the place. I had uncontrollable shaking the entire time thru the c-section due to the anesthetic. He came out no problem with a full head of hair and 8 lbs 7 oz. 21 1/2 inches long. I'm over the moon. Tired too. Glad to hear most of us are having babies! Congrats to all the new moms!
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Here's Mandi's (Mommy2Ryne):

"Mommy2Ryne" wrote:

Hi Ladies! Congrats to all the new mommies! I miss being able to be a regular on the board Sad
I thought I would let everyone know that Riley Maddux has arrived! He was born December 14 at 1:16 am. Weighed 7lbs 9oz and was 20.5 inches long. A peanut compared to Ryne at 10.8 lbs and 22 inches long! I went in for my scheduled induction on Sunday the 13th at 4pm. I was given pitocin at about 5:30. My doc came to break my water and put internal monitors on me at about 7:30 and my epidural did NOT work! All 4 of them! And when he decided to come he decided to come FAST! I remember calling for the nurse because I was in so much pain and she came in, checked me, I was at 7cm and she called the anesticiologist (spelling?) to try to redo my epidural since it never worked to begin with and as soon as they sat me up on the bed my body started to involuntarily push. I kept telling her that the baby was coming and of course she wouldn't believe me since she just checked me. Well as soon as they laid me back down she checked me again and said "OMG your complete and he is right there."! DUH! So she raced around to get things ready and find my doctor. I only had a slight tear that required just one stitch. We have been home now about a week and a half and both Ryne and Riley have been doing great. Riley is up to eating 4 ounces already, only gets up once or twice at night and usually goes right back to bed after eating. Ryne has been a trooper. He loves his little brother. I will try to post some pics later on. If you have me as a friend on facebook, there are lots of pics there! Merry Christmas ladies! and once again Congrats to everyone!
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Here's Angela's (Angela1MV):

"Angela1MV" wrote:

On the afternoon of Wednesday the 9th, I ended up calling my perinatologist’s office for high blood pressure (167/115 even on bed rest) and a bad headache. Since this was a new high for me, they told me to come down to L&D for monitoring. I was actually pretty bummed about going down to the hospital. I figured that my pressure would probably come back down in the next couple of hours, and that DH and I were driving the 1.5 hours just to be told to go back home, get back to rest, and keep waiting. In the car, my contractions started to pick up a regular rate about every 10 minutes or so, and we actually joked about a hypothetical "what if we're going down to have a baby?" scenario.

By the time we got to the hospital it was about 6:30pm (thankfully, DH had the good sense to suggest we get an actual dinner on the way!). They checked my BP lying down, and sure enough it was right around 140/90. The triage nurse was still concerned that it was that high, and reassured us she was going to get it down even lower before we left. About half an hour later, 3 different nurses came running into the room telling me to lie on my left side - Zach's heart rate had dropped down to about 60bpm. His heart rate was fine after that, and they kept us on the monitors for another couple of hours. The nurse came in and asked if I was feeling any contractions, and so I told her that yes I was, but that I'd been having them for about a month and half so I really didn't think they were doing anything.
Around 9:30pm the nurse came in again to tell us that she'd spoken to my OB - he wasn't going to be in that evening, but wanted me admitted to L&D for a 24 hour observation period and he would check on me in the morning. We got settled in over there, started a 24 hour urine, and had more blood work drawn for labs. By the time the nurse over in L&D had gotten all the "just-in-case" consent forms done, it was about 11:00pm.

Around midnight the nurse said another mom that was definitely having her baby tonight had just been checked in, and that since my doc had to come in to see her anyway, he was going to talk to me before I went to sleep. He showed up around 1am. They didn't have my labs back yet, but told me they thought I was already in labor and wanted to do an internal exam. I was surprised to find out that Zach was fully engaged and I was 2 cm dilated and 80% effaced. My BP was still not going down, so my doctor suggested we just augment things and get the show on the road. He broke my water (which I honestly didn't even feel), began internally monitoring, and wrote orders to begin pitocin.

From about 1am to 4am, I think DH and I were still sort of stunned more than anything. My birthing waves were not particularly strong or uncomfortable, so we sort of just chatted about various arrangements that needed to be made, checked email and things online, etc. At 4am the nurse came in to check me and I'd only dilated to 3cm. I was a little disappointed because I was thinking about how if everything kept going at that rate, I might be in danger of needing a c/s since my water had been broken.

After the nurse left at 4, I pulled out my mp3 player and started listening to my hypnobabies tracks pretty much continuously to help with the birthing waves. I definitely needed the hypnosis and relaxation ques at this point to get through each wave. DH was so tired he could barely keep his eyes open, so he went down for a 30 minute catnap around 5.

Once he woke up, I really needed him to stay nearby and coach me through each wave to keep me relaxed. Around 7am, I started to panic a little bit. I was so tired at that point (not from birth but from lack of sleep) that I told DH I was going to ask for a tiny dose of IV meds just to help me sleep since I figured we still had many hours to go. I hit the call button and asked for a nurse to check my dilation and bring the smallest dose of Stadol.
15 minutes later no one had shown up, so we called them again to tell them I was having an increasingly difficult time with the birthing waves and wanted some pain meds. A little while later the charge nurse came in and apologetically explained that they were changing shifts – she was going to give me a tiny bit of meds now and have my nurse come check my dilation once she got transitioned in.

The very next contraction after she left the room, I started involuntarily pushing. I was terrified that I was pushing his head against a closed cervix and that either through my pushing or the still-in-place internal monitoring probe I would serious hurt my son, myself, or both. I squirmed around in bed and tried to do anything I could not to push, and told my husband to get help.

He again called the nurses in and explained what was going on. The nurse quickly checked me, told me to breathe in little pants and not push, and ran out of the room – Zach was already crowning. Literally a few seconds later about 4 nurses came running in and tearing the room and bed apart for the birth. I heard one of them mention that my doctor was in a c/s, but it seemed like only a few minutes before he got there.

In retrospect, I wish I’d put on the Hypnobabies pushing baby out track, but everything happened so fast I forgot about it. I was so anxious to hold him at that point that I remember thinking I was going to push even harder and longer than they wanted me to with each birthing wave. I did, and he was born in only 4 or 5 pushes at 8:03am – 6lbs 3 oz and 18.5”. Probably because of my overzealousness I ended up with one stitch in front and one in back, but the OB said he was honestly expecting much worse and would have done an episiotomy had I not reminded him in the middle of pushing that I strongly preferred to tear.
Soon after delivery, the pain med I’d asked for kicked in so that I didn’t feel comfortable holding Zach. DH held him for me to try and nurse, but the little guy was too sleepy. The staff said I’d been given the Stadol too close to delivery for that to be affecting him, so they took him to the nursery for tests. He came back severely hypoglycemic so they had to keep him for a good part of the day to stabilize his blood sugar since he was too weak to nurse.

The second day, he was circumcised first thing in the morning and was also very sleepy through most of the day. By the next morning, his bilirubin was up to 12.7. His nurses were concerned about the jaundice, but the pediatrician that saw him that morning gave the okay for him to be discharged that afternoon without a follow-up. We went home, and that evening my milk finally came in – he nursed a lot, but it was too much for him to catch up with.

We took him in to children’s hospital the next day because his coloration was much worse. His bilirubin level this time came up 20.9, and he was admitted for treatment with phototherapy and a biliblanket. We were there for 3 days until his levels came down enough to go home. I think the hardest part was that I was getting a lot of pressure to quit nursing and was even told at one point that I had made him sick by choosing to starve him. The first day or so, they only let me take him out of his isolette once every 3 hours to nurse him for 15 minutes, change his diaper, and give him a bottle of formula. DH and I had to stay with him constantly because he would cry and actually rip off his protective eyewear if we didn’t watch/stop him. I know jaundice is not nearly as scary as most other conditions out there, but even so I have so much new-found respect for parents that have preemies and very sick little ones after our experience.

We’ve all been home about a week now, and everything’s going well. My blood pressure and labs came back down to normal almost immediately. Zachary actually refused the bottles and formula at the hospital, and is still exclusively nursing. He had regained his birth weight at his one week check-up and is up another 8 ounces today at two weeks. He’s our little cuddle bug and definitely prefers to be held or near either my husband or I, but we just attribute that to the week in the hospitals. We need to take some more pictures now that we’re home, but here are a few from the hospital. Like many of you, I’m sure, we feel incredibly blessed and thank God every day for our best Christmas present ever.

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Here's mine (Kate - lilirishmama):

"lilirishmama" wrote:

I went in on Wednesday for the amniocentesis to make sure the baby's lungs were mature enough to induce labor and also to check and make sure I had dilated enough to get things going. I passed both requirements and the doctor had me admitted Wednesday night around 8:30 pm to give me something to ripen the cervix and start getting things ready for the induction in the morning.

Well, when they hooked me up to the monitor they found that my contractions were coming 2 mins apart steadily. I hadn't realized this because this is just how it has been over the past week or so. It didnt hurt so I hadn't noticed them enough to time them. The nurse told me she wouldn't be able to give me the medicine because it was to be inserted vaginally not through an IV and they wouldn't be able to regulate the dosage after that, and if I was having contractions this regularly already before the drug, it could cause the uterus to go into spasms or into a sort of shock state. So she called the doctor and he said to give me something to help me sleep for a bit if I wanted and then at 3am start me on the Pitocin drip and he'd be in at 7am to break my water.

So that's what happened. He came in right at 7 and checked my dilation and I was already at 8 cm so he went ahead and broke my water. He said he'd come back in and check my progress in a bit and to go ahead and call for an epidural whenever I wanted it. I waited for about an hour and a half before the contractions got pretty bad from the pitocin + breaking my water so I called in for it and 30 mins later the anesthesiologist came in and got me hooked up. (about 9am - central time)

He said he couldn't give me a large dose through it since I was so far along but it was enough to take the edge off the contractions. I was feeling a LOT of pressure from Cole's head at this point too, so the nurse said if I feel anything more than that let her know right away and she'd call in the doctor.

A little while later I felt a big push of pressure down there so I called the nurse in and she checked me and said that his head was coming out, lol. She let me feel it and it was about 2 inches from the opening. My doctor came in a few minutes later and we started pushing. (about 9:20am - central time)

I pushed once and his head came halfway out. It hurt like crazy even through the epidural because of the bone disorder, but after two more hard pushes he was out. (9:35am - central time) I didn't tear except for one tiny little nick but it needed no stitches at all. I was sooo relieved.

So Cole Liam joined us at 9:35 am. He weighed 7 lbs 14 oz, was 20 5/8 inches long, light strawberry blonde fuzz for hair, and contrary to my mom's initial observation that he looks a lot like Rowan, Cole looks so much more like me than Rowan did. Rowan looked exactly like James, this one is mini me haha. Smile Even mom changed her opinion after she saw Rowan's baby pics lol.

I stayed overnight that night and then was able to be discharged the following evening with no problems. We got home last night and I thought I would FINALLY get to sleep on my stomach again but I forgot that my boobs are the size of small canteloupes now so *sigh* that still isn't feasable quite yet. Oh well.

Thank you everyone for your prayers and thoughts and well wishes! It was an amazingly easy labor and I am in soooo much less pain now with the bone disorder and it will only get better from here. Now I'm going to go back and catch up on what y'all have been up to lately! Biggrin




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Here's Brittany's (Brittany D.) birth announcement:

"nitefire_98" wrote:

At 12:16am (central time) Brittany says: Chase arrived at 9:20pm. Healthy 8 lbs 5 oz.

Congratulations Brittany!!!

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Here's Rae's (firegirlred) birth announcement:

"Inked_Mama" wrote:

Aedan Erik has arrived weighing in at 8lbs 15oz and 20''! Her water broke at 8am and he was born at 11am. Congrats Rae and family!!!! WTTW Baby Aedan!
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Here's Corinne's (XplatinumXpixeyX) birth announcement:

"gdbjessi" wrote:

Harley-Quinn Paige is here!

12/18/2009
8lbs 2oz 20 inches

Mommy and baby are doing well as far as I know.


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Here's Steph's (rooney1977) birth announcement:

"monkeycat" wrote:

Just got an update. Perfect little girl 7lbs. 15 oz., 21 inches. Born at 8:31am today. Congrats:)
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Here's Jennie's (selkiemom) birth announcement:

"selkiemom" wrote:

has arrived!

12/11/09
4:14 am
7 lbs. 6 oz.
19 1/2"

she was born at home
good thing we had plans about that because I had contractions and wasn't sure if it was labor or not (both previous labors started with my water breaking and were short: 4-5 hours). But once my water broke, she was born in less than 30 minutes.

We'll have a naming cermony for her probably next weekend. We won't reveal the name until then!

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Here's Missy's (Randys_Girl79) birth announcement:

"Mommy2Ryne" wrote:

I just received a text about 20 mins ago. She said contrax 4-6 mins apart and getting very painful. She is heading to the hospital very soon! I'll update as I get more info!

Sorry guys I have been quite busy today preparing for Thanksgiving but I recieved a text from Missy about 5:45 pm eastern time that stated Kamryn Faith has arrived!
6lbs. 3oz. 18 inches long with a head full of black hair! Missy also mentioned she is nursing like a champ! Biggrin ...

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Here's Anne's (annestacy) birth announcement:

"annestacy" wrote:

Just a quick post...I was induced yeterday, but ended up with a c/s beause baby just wasn't descending. Anyhow, John Leeman DeWolf S, (the fifth) (Aka "Jack") arrived at 11 pm on 12/28/09. He's perfect! Weight was 7 lbs, 1 oz, and he is 22 inches long.
I'll post pics when I can, but he has curly blonde hair like mommy, and daddys nose! Smile

Here's the brith story:

"annestacy" wrote:

Okay...here's how it went down.
I went to my 39 week appointment on the day before Christmas eve...my bp was still high, and the midwife (Gail) wanted me to do ANOTHER 24 hour urine catch, and arrive at the hospital on Monday, 12/28 for ultrasound, bloodwork, and a NST. My blood pressure was high, and for the first time the protien in my urine was over the limits. She said that it looked like we were going to induce. I was fine with that. My doctors were away so another doctor was covering for them, and I was also fine with that, as some of my friends have the doctor who was covering.
They start the pitocin around 12:30 pm, and it took a while for me to feel much of anything. I did a combo of walking around, bouncing and rolling on the birthing ball, and staying in bed because inevitably my bp would run high. Around 3 pm (I think) I was around 5 cm. At 5, another midwife came in (Joanne). She checked and I was still at 5. Baby was not moving down at all. They were saying he was at -3. Around 6, my water was broken, and that's when the contractions got intense. I asked for something to help take the edge off-I got stadol through an IV. man...that stuff whacked me out. Made DH really worry about me too because I was talking nonsense. I was still in alot of pain, and asked for an epidural around 7:30-that was a relief. But by 9:30, they checked and I was at 7, but baby was still not engaging. Doctor came in and we talked about a c-section. Jack and I discussed and decided to go for it. So...there was chaos for a bit, I don't really remember much except telling Jack he looked good in scrubs, that they made me drink something really sweet on the way to the OR, that I fell asleep on the way to the OR, and that Doctor Temple saw my mole right in the way of where he wanted to cut and goes "oh, you have a mole, we're gonna have to cut a little higher". I got the spinal, things kicked in, and at 11 p.m. Baby Jack was born. He weighed 7 lbs. 1 oz., and was 21.7 inches long. I am only 5 ft 2in at the most!!!! Turns out he really wasn't ever engaged, and probably wouldn't have fit down through my pelvis. He was balled up with his butt wedged under my ribs.
I left the hospital on New Year's Eve, and we've been home ever since. He's a gorgeous baby-blonde hair, blue eyes, and an adorable smile (when he's trying to poop or fart, of course!)
Unfortunately, I caught a cold in the hospital and passed it onto my sweet baby. I hope he gets over it soon.

I will post some pics soon. I need to catch a quick nap before he wakes up again.

Oh, here is my definition of a baby: an adorable creature that steals your sleep, your time, and your heart. Blum 3

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Here's Sharon's (Sharon B):

"Sharon B" wrote:

Thank you thank you! Thoughts and prayers definitely received and appreciated.

I phoned the hospital from 6:30am on Monday morning and then all day as they were so busy they didn't have a bed until the evening! At 7:30pm we finally went in and they started my a/b's at 10pm and again at 2pm, gave me an epi which ran out after making me pass out (!), broke my waters at 3:30am but after nothing happening at 6:30am they started me on a drip, come 7:30am i was fully dilated and at 8:11 am Eleanor Joy was born. She is beautiful and we are home. So different to having had DS as he was so sick - almost can't believe we are back at home with a 3 day old and adjusting to life as a 4 person family. It is great.

Thanks so much for thinking of me - means a lot and Happy new Year xx

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Here's lovepickles':

"lovepickles" wrote:

Apologies for the continued anonymity. I appreciate the photos and personal information everyone has provided but unfortunately I have had privacy issues in the past so I am more comfortable participating in this board if I don't reveal any personally identifiable information. I hope everyone can understand.

So we had quite a ride with our birth. My husband and I attended Bradley classes and felt strongly about having a natural birth without any inductions. Littlepickle was overdue so I was happy when on the morning of the 28th i felt some contractions. Knowing that labor can last for a looong time I decided to go back to bed and sleep. Later in the afternoon they picked up so I called my doula for some reassurance. I was bleeding and it was apparently my cervix dilating and effacing so all was well. Late into the evening my contractions remained about 4-5 minutes apart and lasted about 45 seconds. It was all pretty manageable. My husband just counted off the time, talked to me while I hung out in the bath and brought me things to eat and drink so I could keep my strength up. Around midnight my water broke and since I had been bleeding it was tough to tell if the fluid was clear. It was odorless but I started to get concerned about it all so we decided to call my doula over to the house to stay with us.

Once she got to the house she said we should head in to the hospital. And apparently we weren't counting our contractions right and they were actually longer than I thought. My mistake was that I was only telling my husband when the real pain hit and not when it faded in and out. So actually my contractions were about a minute or longer and somewhat closer together. From what I hear that is a rookie mistake. My husband and I kept waiting for the pain to get worse or for my mood to shift like the books all say ... but it never happened. We kinda missed transition. My total nudity and lack of modesty should have been my first clue ... but it was just my husband and I so I didn't realize it until the doula got there and I didn't care to cover up. Oh well, hindsight is 20/20.

So we get to the hospital in the middle of the night. Everything was quiet and they let me walk up to the delivery room and then walk around the room to have my contractions. I wasn't quite ready for my initial exam so I stalled the docs by chit chatting and answering some of their intake questions. Then I had this urge to poop. Now, I know that is a clear indication that a baby is coming I still didn't believe we were there yet because I thought I was still in early labor because the pain was pretty manageable. Don't get me wrong it hurt and I was uncomfortable but I was by no means crawling the walls in agony. So after I said poop the doc told me to lay down and that if there was poop then that was part of her job. I laughed, laid down, and then I felt something emerge. It wasn't big but I told them I felt something. My doula and doc looked pretty shocked and said it was a foot. I was fully dilated now a foot. Damn.

So they hit the panic button ... tons of people whooshed in. Before i knew it my husband was suiting up, they were poking me with needles, they popped the foot back up there (ouch) and were dangling consent forms over my head. Cesarean time. I was pissed but knew that while a footling breech isn't impossible to deliver vaginally I knew my doc would never risk it. Since I've never delivered we couldn't be sure my pelvis would be extra wide enough to get her out that way. If she had been frank breech (butt first) then he would have attempted it but with a foot presenting it was just too much. She could get caught. So off we went to the operating room.

She came out in under 10 minutes. I asked they not tie my hands down and not dangle her over the curtain when done. (I hated that part of the birth videos.) She went straight to the warmer and unfortunately had to be deep suctioned and rubbed pretty vigorously but after that she pinked right up and began sucking on my husband's finger. It took them about 20 more minutes to sew me up and then they took me into recovery. My husband stayed with her and talked to her during that time. My stupid doctor decided to play name that organ (teaching hospital) and i told him to pipe down. It was pretty insensitive considering i was totally awake and could hear them. After the surgery I had some nasty shakes for about an hour. Everything from the waist up just chattered uncontrollably, including my jaw, shoulders and arms. They asked me if i wanted any medication for it and luckily my husband asked what kind it was first. They said Demerol and I said no thanks. That stuff is evil in my opinion and I'd rather have something taken off with a chainsaw before suffering the hallucinations and crap from those drugs. So I toughed it out by watching the clock and telling myself it would end soon. During my shakes my doula and husband put littlepickle on my chest and got her to breastfeed from both nipples. That was interesting since I was so jittery but they did great and little pickle nursed like crazy. Her exposure to drugs were pretty minimal since I labored without anything until they began the Cesarean. After that I refused all pain meds except Motrin.

I know I'm boasting but I am really proud of myself for managing the pain so well. I feared pain the most during my pregnancy and didn't think I would be able to labor without meds. I coped with the contractions by telling myself that I was bigger than my fear and by singing. I kept imagining my cervix getting wider and thinner and that each contraction brought me closer to having her. It was pretty amazing. In hindsight I do think about how risky it was to have a footling breech baby and not know about it and labor so long at home ... but luckily everything turned out just fine.

I hate my scar, though. And I hate the continued pain of recovering from a Cesarean. I haven't been as active with littlepickle but my husband is amazing in getting her calm. Even though I've been moving around more it still feels like someone sewed a pinecone into my belly. I didn't read too much about Cesarean births but no one ever mentioned the gas or pain when going to the bathroom. I asked my doc about it, thinking it was some sort of bladder infection and he said it was normal ... that it would pass. I spent 5 days in the hospital, and although I hated the constant intrusion of the nurses I stayed there just for that adjustable bed and the endless supply of clean sheets after releasing buckets and buckets of sweat. It hasn't been two weeks yet but I'm wondering when the sweating will stop and when it will stop hurting when I don't wear that abdominal support belt. I have two but I am tired of washing one out everyday.

So I'm probably one of the last birth stories but I thought I'd share. From what I hear a footling breech is pretty rare. She was head down during my 40 week visit and the pediatrician said her head indicated it was in my pelvis ... but for some reason she turned, very very late ... possibly during labor. I keep wondering what did it but I guess we will never know. Everyone seemed pretty stumped on that one.


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Here's Randys_Girl79 (Melissa's):

I wrote this letter/birth story to Kamryn on December 25...one month from the day she was born. It's going in her baby book. So sorry it's taken me so long to post it, and sorry I've been MIA....I'll explain in another post.

To my precious daughter, Kamryn…

One month ago today, I experienced the most wonderful day of my life...it was the day that God blessed me with you, my beautiful baby girl! I can remember every event like it was just yesterday!

A week before you arrived (Monday, November 16), I went to the doctor for a check-up, and she told me that I was 3cm dialated and my bag of water was bulging. She told me that I could stop working, and I went home expecting to go into labor at any moment. Daddy and I were very busy that evening doing last-minute things…getting your room ready, putting away gifts from your shower, and getting the hospital bags ready. The next day, I went to the fire station and got your car seat installed. I was sure you were coming soon! However, you had other plans and did not come that week.

The following Monday, November 23, I went back to the doctor. She told me that I was now 4cm dialated, and my bag of water was about to break! This time, I didn’t get too excited…I tried to stay calm and just let things happen on their own. The doctor said that if you didn’t come by the next week (December 1), she was going to induce me since my body was ready for labor. The next day, I felt little pains all day long, and I spent the day bouncing on a “birth ball.” This was supposed to help you come down a little and maybe help contractions to start. I never really felt much until later that afternoon when the little pains started coming more frequently. I knew that these were labor pains, but I didn’t want to call the doctor because the ladies at work were having a baby shower for us that evening and I didn’t want to miss it! So, Daddy came home from work, and we decided to go ahead and drive to Hammond for the baby shower.

My boss and all of my work friends were surprised that I came since labor had begun! But, I was handling it well…when I had the contractions, I would hold up one finger to signal to my friends to “hold on a second”…then I’d close my eyes, take a breath, and the contraction would be over. No big deal! The contractions were getting more intense though, and my boss insisted that we hurry and open the gifts and get to the hospital! But, I didn’t want to go to the hospital just yet. I wanted Daddy to take me to Burger King instead! I ordered a double cheeseburger, fries with ranch sauce, and a Diet Coke. I ate as we drove home, and when we got home I took a shower and got my things together because I knew you were coming soon. Daddy called Momo and Papa, and I called Grammy and Papaw and let them know what was happening, then we watched some TV and went to sleep!

At 2am, I woke up to use the bathroom. When I got ready to lay back down, I noticed that I was starting to feel “menstrual cramps.” I knew that wasn’t what they were, but that’s what they felt like! I laid down and went back to sleep. An hour later, I woke up still having the cramps. I told Daddy that I was cramping and that it wasn’t too bad. I just wanted to go to sleep! He told me to stay awake and time them, so I did for a few minutes, and then I fell back asleep. I woke up every half hour or so from then on, and at 5am, I began timing them again. I realized that they were coming closer together, so Daddy called his boss to tell them he wasn’t coming to work, and he called Jamie’s school to tell them she’d be absent.

At 7am, we decided to go to the hospital. We all got ready, and headed out the door. Daddy and Jamie got food from McDonald’s on the way, and I got a decaf coffee. I ate a banana because I was hungry, but I knew that it wasn’t a good idea to eat too much! When we got to the hospital, I was 6cm dialated, and they put me in a room. I asked for a room with a birth tub, because I wanted to use it to help with the pain if it got more intense. I didn’t want any pain medicine because I was worried that it might hurt you! The nurses told me I could walk the halls, so Daddy walked with me up and down the hallway. Grammy walked with us a little too! After walking and walking and walking, I got into the birth tub. It felt great to be in the warm water during the contractions. After a while, the nurse checked me and I was 7cm dialated, so I decided to walk the halls some more. We walked a long time, and then we saw Colleen (the midwife/doctor) in the hallway. She asked how I was feeling. I said I was fine, that I wasn’t in much pain at all, and she said to walk back to my room and she would check me.

Colleen said that I was still 7cm dialated, and since I hadn’t progressed anymore, she broke my water. As soon as she did that, I was in extreme pain from contractions. Aunt Caryn, Daddy, Grammy, and Jamie were in the room at that time, and they were doing everything they could to help me get through the contractions. I kept saying, “I don’t think I can do this anymore!” and they kept saying, “Yes you can!!” I got back in the tub for a while. While I was in the tub, Grammy and Aunt Caryn started looking for a blank DVD for the camcorder, and I started to get upset because I didn’t know where they were and I was in so much pain that I didn’t really care!! Grammy insisted that they find the DVD so they kept looking, and they finally found it. Grammy recorded with the camcorder off-and-on throughout the labor, and afterwards I was happy she did it.

I stayed in the birth tub for a little bit, and it felt good at first, but after just a few minutes, it wasn’t helping anymore. They made Jamie and Aunt Caryn leave the room, and then the nurse had me start pushing while I was still in the tub. I pushed through a few contractions in the birth tub, and then she got me onto the bed. She had me push a few more times. Grammy held my left leg, and Daddy held my right leg. I remember moaning a lot and begging for the nurse to let me push! After just a few pushes, the nurse said I was not allowed to push anymore until Colleen got back to the room. It felt like forever, but it was really only a couple minutes before Colleen got there. Once Colleen got to the room, she had me push at each contraction. I remember the nurses and Colleen counting during each push (counting from 1-10) and Daddy would count with them. A few times, the nurse and Randy would both be counting at the same time, but they would be on completely different numbers, and I didn’t know who to listen to! It made me want to laugh in the middle of all of the pain. I remember feeling like this was the worst pain of my life, but at the same time, it wasn’t bad enough that I wanted pain medicine…I was so glad I never took any! At one point during a push, I remember thinking that I could feel my body ripping in half. I found out later that I DID rip, so my feeling was right!

After just a few pushes, Colleen said to stop pushing. Grammy and Daddy looked down and they said they could see your dark hair. They were both starting to cry a little! I pushed again and your shoulders came out. Colleen said to give just a little push, and the next thing I knew, Colleen was laying you on my chest! I looked down at you, and I remember saying “Hi, Kamryn! I’m your mommy!” You were so beautiful! You weren’t cleaned up yet, but I thought you were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I held you for a few minutes, and then they took you to the warmer to clean you up and check you out.
Colleen told me that I had a “substantial, jagged tear”, and she began putting my stitches in. It took a long time because it was such a big tear, but it didn’t hurt. As soon as I pushed you out, I began shaking really hard. Colleen said it was from the adrenaline that my body had released during the delivery, and I shook like that for about an hour after you were born. After Colleen stitched me up, the nurse handed you to me again, and I got to see you all cleaned up. I held you for a few minutes, and gave you to Daddy. Jamie was the next person to hold you, then Grammy and Papaw, and Aunt Caryn and Uncle Jarret. Later that evening, Uncle Dan, Aunt Kris, Momo and Papa came to visit us.

The doctor checked you out later, and they said that you were perfect! We were both released to go home the following morning, less than 24 hours after you were born. God really blessed us both with a healthy labor and delivery, and a healthy baby!

We came home on Thanksgiving. Grammy and Papaw came over and brought Thanksgiving dinner. We took lots of pictures! The next few days, our house was full of company…people were coming and going constantly! Everyone was so excited to see you. The next few weeks were challenging, because we were getting used to having a baby in the house, and I was getting used to nursing and being up at night. There were a few really rough nights when you were extra fussy, but as time went on, we learned how to calm you down and how to deal with the loss of sleep!

Today is Christmas day, and you are one month old! It’s been an amazing month full of challenges and surprises…but the most important thing I will remember about this past month is how wonderful it’s been to get to know my baby girl! God has truly blessed Daddy and me with such a perfect baby. I never knew my heart could be so full of love. The day you were born, my life changed. No longer am I “Melissa”…now, I am “Kamryn’s mommy!” I wouldn’t trade you for anything…you are such a blessing, and I am so completely in love with you!

Thank you, Kamryn, for coming into my life and changing my world forever. On November 25, 2009, my entire world changed….and I am so thankful to God for giving me the opportunity to love you and take care of you. “Kamryn’s mommy” is the most important role I’ve ever had…I am TRULY blessed!

Happy first Christmas, my baby…

Love,
Mommy

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