(If you are missing, pm me)
Number of May (or near-May) babies born: 111
( Number of babies expected: 166 )
Average: 7 lbs. 9oz (3.4 kg)
Range: 3lb .07oz to 9lb 11oz (1.4-4.4kg)
Average: 20" (50.9 cm)
Range: 17-23" (43-58cm)
Number of Ultrasounds That Were Wrong: 0
Samuel David, 3/18/08 7:22am, 4 lbs 9 oz / 18" (2.07kg / 45.7cm) to doUCDBaby2
Andrew Francis, 3/26/08 11:24pm, 3 lbs .7 oz / 17" (1.38kg / 43.2cm) to BuffaloGal
Rose Marie, 4/12/08 7:56pm, 7 lbs 6 oz / 20.5" (3.35kg / 52cm) to lotsoflove
Ava Noelle, 4/14/08 8:06am, 8 lbs 9 oz / 21" (3.9kg / 53.3cm) to katlady1974
Kalina, 4/17/08 5:00pm, 7 lbs 8 oz / 19" (3.4kg / 48.3cm) to capsfan1
Noah Michael, 4/21/08 7:22pm, 8 lbs 10 oz / 20.25" (3.9kg / 51.4cm) to imuneek
Anusha, 4/22/08 5:13am, 6 lbs 11 oz / 19" (3.03kg / 48.3cm) to collegemamma
Nora Catherine, 4/22/08 1:01pm, 7 lbs 9 oz / 20.5" (3.43kg / 50.1cm) to rinrin
Sarah Cate, 4/23/08 (39w) 4:42pm, 9 lbs 7 oz / ?" (4.3kg / ?cm) to runnergirl
Adelaide Scarlett, 4/24/08 6:05am, 7 lbs 6 oz / 20" (3.35kg / 50.8cm) to loriloo
Baby Boy, 4/24/08 3:30pm, 6 lbs 10 oz / 20" (3.01kg / 50.8cm) to jackie_78
Jackson Arthur James, 4/25/08 6:55pm, 8 lbs 1 oz / 21" (3.7kg / 53.3cm) to CDN_Hopeful
Sydney Pateyn, 4/25/08 ?, 6 lbs 9 oz / ?" (2.98kg / ?cm) to may0508mommy
Jacob Adler, 4/26/08 9:19am, 7 lbs 10 oz / 20" (3.46kg / 50.8cm) to lmorriso
Daniel Jackson, 4/26/08 8:13pm, 7 lbs 11 oz / 19" (3.5kg / 48.3cm) to jooniper
Duncan Vaughn, 4/27/08 12:02pm, 8 lbs 1 oz / ?" (3.7kg / ?cm) to girlgeek
Jenifer Rose, 4/28/08 6:22am, 6 lbs 9 oz / ?" (3.0kg / ?cm) to darkestmoment
Liam Michael, 4/29/08 1:41pm, 6 lbs 4 oz / 19" (2.8kg / 48.3cm) to surpriseontheway
Zoey Sayuri, 4/29/08 2:33pm, 7 lbs 11 oz / 18" (3.49kg / 45.7cm) to shiro
Claire Daisy, 4/30/08 3:41am, 7 lbs 5.5 oz / 21.5" (3.33kg / 54.6cm) to lgibby25
Ellie Marie, 4/30/08 12:51pm, 8 lbs 14 oz / 21" (4.0kg / 53.3cm) to beth317
Colin James, 5/1/08 8:03am, 7 lbs / 21" (3.18kg / 53.3cm) to pooka
Isaiah Rene, 5/1/08 8:55am, 6 lbs 2.5 oz / 19" (2.79kg / 48.3cm) to angelover02740
Owen George, 5/1/08 10:14pm, 8lbs 8oz / 21.5" (3.86kg / 54.6cm) to hoosiermommy
Dominic Michael, 5/1/08 11:53pm, 7lbs 2oz / 19.5" (3.23kg / 49.5cm) to va_army_wife
Brooklyn, 5/1/08, no further information, to britishfrog
John Christopher, 5/2/08 1:25am, 7lbs 1oz / 19.25" (3.2kg / 48.9cm) to sundevil28
Aiden Henry Joseph, 5/2/08, 6:52am, 5lbs 8.5oz / 18" (2.5kg / 45.7cm) to bookboarder
Madison Mycal, 5/2/08 7:47am, 7lbs 7oz / 20.75" (3.37kg / 52.7cm) to gdeveirman
Rachael Ann, 5/2/08 2:28pm, 6lbs 8oz / 19.25" (2.95kg / 48.9cm) to snuffy1680
Jackson Ray, 5/2/08 3:58pm, 8 lbs 11 oz / 20" (3.95kg / 50.8cm) to peachypink
Hannah Grace, 5/3/08 7:15am, 8 lbs 4.6 oz / 20.5" (3.76kg / 52.1cm) to kshiell
Kathryn Elisabeth, 5/3/08 4:46pm, 8 lbs 7 oz / 21.5" (3.83kg / 54.6cm) to baby_vol
Thomas Harlow, 5/5/08, 1:05am, 8 lbs 9 oz / 21" (3.88kg / 53.3cm) to camelnoodle
Alexis Kay, 5/5/08 3:59pm, 6 lbs 9 oz / 18" (2.98kg / 45.7cm) to newmomma
Elliot Walker, 5/5/08 ?, 7 lbs 7 oz / 19" (3.4kg / 48.3cm) to aquabelly
Isabelle Grace, 5/6/08 5:45am, 9 lbs 7 oz / 21.5" (4.28kg / 54.6cm) to anne king
Hayden Matthew, 5/6/08 2:25pm, 8 lbs .5 oz / 20.5" (3.6kg / 52.1cm) to canyonlands
Lillian Diane, 5/6/08 7:41pm, 8 lbs 4 oz / 20" (3.74kg / 50.8cm) to baby_schultz
Joshua Noah, 5/6/08 11:26pm, 5 lbs 14 oz / 21" (2.66kg / 53.3cm) to gehana
Garrett Douglas, 5/7/08 4:19am, ? / ?" (?kg / ?cm) to lisadisa
Joshua James, 5/7/08 8:13am, 7 lbs / 20" (3.18kg / 50.8cm) to yjordan74
Eddie, 5/7/08 6:52pm, 8 lbs 13oz / 21.25" (4.0kg / 54.0cm) to bonjour24
Tristan William, 5/7/08 8:46pm, 7 lbs 12oz / 20" (3.5kg / 50.8cm) to saram2261
Adrian, 5/7/08 10:22pm, 7 lbs 7oz / 21" (3.4kg / 53.3cm) to gabsmommy
Tucker James, 5/7/08, no further information, to c17wife
Madeleine Rose, 5/7/08, no further information, to chikkity
Harris Walker, 5/8/08 9:06a, 8lbs 1oz / 21" (3.7kg / 53.3cm) to alisontehice
Charles Sig, 5/8/08 11:54am, 8lbs 9 oz / 20" (3.9kg / 50.8cm) to dasboogs
Jonathan MacInnes, 5/8/08 4:09pm, 7lbs 10 oz / 20.5" (3.2kg / 50.8cm) to jenj813
Haley, 5/8/08, no further information, to mylittlesquirt79
Sierra, 5/9/08 5:20am, 7lbs 15oz / 19.5" (3.6kg / 49.5cm) to nmpiche
Tori Lynn, 5/9/08 8:11am, 7lbs 7oz / 20" (3.4kg / 50.8cm) to luvablegoofy1
Dominique Elyse, 5/10/08 12:20am, 7lbs / 20" (3.2kg / 50.8cm) to nevadagrl08
Madeline Rose, 5/10/08 10:06pm, 7lbs / 19.75" (3.2kg / 50.2cm) to sunflwrlvr
Ethan Alexander, 5/11/08 7:11pm, 7lbs 13oz / 20.25" (3.5kg / 51.4cm) to wannita
Luke David, 5/12/08 4:44pm, 7lbs 1oz / 19.75" (3.2kg / 50.2cm) to kisterbaby
Logan Reid, 5/12/08 ?, 7lbs 5oz / 21.5" (3.3kg / 54.6cm) to rufluffy
Malorie Elise, 5/13/08 6:43am, 8 lbs / 19" (3.6kg / 48.3cm) to danigrace05
Colton Gray, 5/13/08 7:14am, 8 lbs 13 oz / 20.5" (4.0kg / 52.1cm) to legocat
Abbigail Loise, 5/13/08 8:22am, 7lbs 10oz / 20" (3.5kg / 50.8cm) to more2come
Kayden James, 5/13/08 ?, 8 lbs 12 oz / 19.5" (4.0kg / 49.5cm) to amyhip
Emerald Rose, 5/14/08 12:03pm, 7lb 12oz / 21.5" (3.5kg / 54.6cm) to stercry
Sophia Grace, 5/14/08 2:35pm, 7lb 5oz / 19" (3.3kg / 48.3cm) to ducknjay
Sophie Sue, 5/14/08 ?, 6lb 6oz / 19.5" (2.9kg / 49.5cm) to stacy3boys
Nicholas Zachary, 5/15/08 5:45am, 7lbs 6oz / 20" (3.3kg / 50.8cm) to scarecrow
Jacob David, 5/15/08 1:48pm, 8lbs 7 oz / 21" (3.8kg / 53.3cm) to lablover
Bryce Peter John, 5/15/08 5:25pm, 7lbs 5 oz / 18" (3.3kg / 45.7cm) to a charles
Rylan Michael, 5/16/08 2:08am, 6lbs 9 oz / 19" (3.0kg / 48.3cm) to first_little_angel
Brayden James, 5/16/08 8:37am, 7lbs 13oz / 19.5" (3.5kg / 49.5cm) to christy8391
Adeline Sophia, 5/16/08 11:12am, 9lbs 8.6oz / 21" (4.3kg / 53.3cm) to helivt
Allison, 5/16/08 ?, 8lbs 2oz / 20.5" (3.7kg / 52.1cm) to alli79
Hadley Christine, 5/17/08 3:55am, 7lbs 4oz / 19.6" (3.3kg / 49.8cm) to msjones6102
Lucy Matilda Mary, 5/17/08 8:30am, ? / ?" (?kg / ?cm) to carolinej
Katrina Mary, 5/17/08 8:59pm, 8lb 14oz / 20.5" (4.0kg / 52.1cm) to 22baby
Thomas Joseph, 5/17/08 ?, 6lb 6oz / 20.5" (2.9kg / 52.1cm) to blondiess4u
Elizabeth Anastasia Rose, 5/19/08 5:05am, 6lbs 8oz / 17.5" (2.9kg / 44.5cm) to malenkaya
Audrey Elizabeth, 5/19/08 9:56am, 8lbs 6oz / 18.75" (3.8kg / 47.6cm) to maitlynn
Ian, 5/19/08 12:55pm, 7lbs 15oz / 20" (3.6kg / 50.8cm) to babyzdoll2
Reginald Thomas, 5/20/08 2:23pm, 9lbs 5oz / 21" (4.2kg / 53.3cm) to poodlemom
Cael Ian Everett, 5/21/08 7:25pm, 9lbs / 21.25" (4.1kg / 54.0cm) to beau82
Jayden James, 5/21/08 2:40pm, 6lbs 1oz / 17.5" (2.7kg / 44.5cm) to taramelendez
Jessi Makayla, 5/21/08 10:38pm, 8lbs 7oz / 21.5" (3.8kg / 54.6cm) to frogsquad
Ricky Wayne, 5/21/08 11:53pm, 6lbs 9oz / 19.5" (3.0kg / 49.5cm) to bluefarie
Gabriel Roberto, 5/22/08 3:44am, 7lbs 2oz / 20" (3.2kg / 50.8cm) to shellshell810
Tobias Oliver, 5/22/08 5:05am, ? / ?" (?kg / ?cm) to crackersnchees
Karleigh Marie, 5/22/08 5:35am, 6lbs 9oz / 19" (3.0kg / 48.3cm) to mommy2b2karleigh
Brody William, 5/22/08 6:01pm, 8lbs 2oz / 20.75" (3.7kg / 52.7cm) to msjmommy2b
Hailey Elizabeth, 5/22/08 ?, 8lb 5oz / 20" (3.8kg / 50.8cm) to andreaswords
Adriana Mary, 5/23/08 4:34am, 7lbs 7oz / 20.9" (3.4kg / 53.0cm) to sandralee
Jazilynn Ayva Sheryl, 5/24/08 2:47pm, 7lbs 12oz / 20.5" (3.5kg / 52.1cm) to jaggs
Dominic, 5/25/08 2:20pm, 6lbs 6oz / 18" (2.9kg / 45.7cm) to jenBD
Xander, 5/26/08 7:48am, 8lbs 4oz / 21" (3.7kg / 53.3cm) to letmebenext
Stephanie Jane, 5/27/08 12:29am, 6lbs 7oz / ?" (3.2.9kg / ?cm) to zane73
Vaughn Andrus, 5/28/08 6:24am, 8lb 6oz / 20.5" (3.8kg / 52.1cm) to buckeyemom
Savannah Michelle, 5/28/08 8:21am, 7lbs 13oz / 21.5" (3.5kg / 54.6cm) to rbrooks14332
Anya Isabelle, 5/29/08 4:55am, 7lb 6oz / 19" (3.4kg / 48.3cm) to skat130
Rylan Charles, 5/29/08 5:17pm, 8lbs 7oz / 21" (3.8kg / 53.3cm) to dannie138
Rhia, 5/30/08 5:07am, 7lb 10oz / 18.5" (3.8kg / 53.3cm) to rhiasmamma
Zachary Colton, 5/30/08 7:58pm, 9lbs 11oz / 23" (4.4kg / 58.4cm) to sherrydeanne
Trevor Lewis, 6/1/08 12:40pm, 8lbs 9oz / 20.5" (3.9kg / 52.1cm) to hope_537
Conor, 6/1/08 10:23pm, 7lbs 8oz / 20" (3.4kg / 50.8cm) to snmull
Mackenzie Grace, 6/3/08 7:34am, 8lbs 7oz / 21" (3.8kg / 53.3cm) to mommashy
Mackenna Victoria, 6/3/08 9:13am, 8lb / ?" (3.6kg / ?cm) to neva4getme
Holly Jade, 6/3/08 8:28pm, 6lb 4oz / 20.75" (2.8kg / 53cm) to lotuxpixie
Ellie, no further information, to beth372
Sebastian, no further information, to dipi_queen
Tyreek, no further information, to 4my2
Baby Girl, no further information, to jenmoves4
Honorary May Babies:
Violet Gwendollen, 4/13/08 (39w?) 7:24am to JorgieGirl (April)
The comment space on this thread is reserved for new moms to post their birth stories if they wish; congratulations and other statements of amazement and wonder should be kept on the regular threads. Thanks!
Last edited by cicada; 10-21-2008 at 06:30 PM.
Birth Story of Samuel David
I had a doc appt and NST on March 17th in the morning and everything looked great. My blood pressure was good (120/70) and Samuel was just having a wonderful time playing around in there. The doctor was so pleased with everything that he said I may just make it to my due date because even though I had the polyhydramanios the baby and I were doing really well.
Well, at 2:30 pm that same day I started hurting. I had eaten at the cafe at work and just figured that lunch didn't settle well. The pain was high under my ribs and seemed to be getting worse so at 4 PM I told my assistant that I was going to head home and rest because I just didn't feel well.
I got home and my husband was very concerned. He took my BP and it was 170/90 (my doc had given me instructions to call if either # was ever over 150/95). I tried calling the doc but he was already gone for the day...I told DH that I just needed to take a warm bath and relax. DH said I needed to go to the hospital - I refused because that is just silly to go to the hospital for indigestion
After the bath DH took my BP again at it was now 190/103...now I got scared. The pain was worse and my bp was higher than it has ever been in my entire life. DH called the urgent phone number for my doc as we were driving to the hospital. They confirmed that we needed to get there immediately and the nurse called the hospital ahead of time to let them know we were on our way.
When we arrived at the hospital apparently 30 other ladies in the area also needed to be seen so we waited in the triage waiting room for 1.5 hours...in the mean time I had started vomiting. They got me back into a room in triage around 7:45 PM and then admitted me to the hospital almost immediately after that. My BP had come down slightly so they decided to watch me for a while - and they were going to collect all of my urine for a 24 hour period.
Then at 3 AM on March 18th they officially diagnosed me with severe pre-eclampsia and said that the baby needed to be delivered right away. However, then they couldn't get me BP to go back down and they couldn't do a c-section with it so high....so I received several treatments for the BP and it finally came down. They rushed me in to the OR and at 7:22 AM on 3/18 our little Samuel David was born. He started to cry immediately when they got him out and he looked wonderful. They laid him on my chest for a few minutes while the docs finished stitching me up. DH then accompanied Samuel to the NICU.
ok, finally a bit of time to write this out!
i was feeling particularly crappy on sunday, and likely overdid it a bit... not that i was super active, just a little bit more walking than usual. so, i took a bath after nadia went to bed. it didn't really help. so i came downstairs at about 9:30pm to watch some tv. DH went to bed at 10pm and i was about to have a snack when i felt something "weird"... like wetness. i went to the bathroom and my undies were all wet. i thought "great, i peed myself!". so i sat down to go pee and it was like trickling. i stood up afterwards and as i'm washing my hands there's more trickling. so, this goes on for about 1/2 hour (up and down off the toilet with trickles and some gushes when i sat down). at this point i was concerned. around 11pm i went upstairs and told DH that i thought my water may have broke... he was dead asleep and was was like "what???". i told him i wasn't sure, but i wanted to go have it checked out. i told him to stay home with nadia as i didn't want everyone being disturbed in the middle of the night just to be told i'm peeing myself! so, i got to the hospital around midnight. they hook me up to the monitors and all is well with baby. they did a pH test and a ffn(?). both came back positive for amniotic fluid. but, my contractions weren't really doing much. they felt like menstrual cramps and were random in timing. so, they told me i could stay there or go home and come back later. i decided to go home as i figured i would have several hours and could better organize myself and get nadia to our friends at a decent hour. well, by the time i got home (30 min drive) the contractions were coming every 4 mins and getting more intense. i told DH that we needed to go back to the hospital. by this time it's 2:30am. so i call my friend to take nadia and she just so happened to be up going pee! we got everything together (luckily i had stuff already packed!) and woke up nadia to go. she did great and was excited to have a "sleep over" at her friends house! we got to the hospital aroun 3:30-3:45am. by that time the contractions are 3 mins apart and i'm in a lot of pain. by the time we got up to L&D they were coming every 1-2 mins. they checked my cervix and i was 3cm around 4:15am. i said i want an epi asap! luckily, they weren't busy at all that night (unheard of!!) so i didn't have to wait to get a room and an epi. i must say that this time was far more intense than last time... i was actually screaming this time (not to scare anyone!!). the epi was great though. and my bp dropped afterwards (again), but they gave me a shot of something in the IV to bring it back up and that worked. so, we were hanging out for a bit and i was totally numb, it was great! but, it wasn't long before i started feeling pressure in my bum. they checked me around 7am and i was 10cm!!! so, i went from 3-10 in less than 3 hours i started pushing at 7:15am (which hurt more than last time, but not as bad as pre-epi!!) and Ava was born at 8:06am on April 14. DH said she had the cord around her neck too. she was 36 weeks 5 days gestation and weighed 8lbs 9oz, 21 inches long! everyone said that my dates must have been off because she was so big for 36 weeks. the doc even commented about that as she was crowning. doc said her head didn't look like a 36 weeker! so, who knows. and i only had a 2nd degree tear this time (3rd degree with nadia).
all went really well that day. although BF wasn't that great in L&D... ava didn't want to latch at all. but, she got better when we went to the post partum unit though. since she was 36 weeks they needed to test her glucose a bunch of times (every 3 hours and then 12 hours). she did good on the 1st one, the 2nd was borderline and the 3rd was too low. they asked if they could giver her a little formula to bring it up and test again... i said yes, but she was still low. so, they took her to the NICU to give her an IV with glucose. this was around 11pm monday night. so, at this point i'm crying and my nurse said to go ahead and cry, it's good to get it all out i went over to see her before i went to sleep (luckily the NICU was just down the hall) and felt better that she had a really great nurse. they said that i could come and try to BF her in the morning and they would follow that with formula to get her glucose up so she could wean off the IV. so, we kept doing that every 3 hours until wednesday afternoon when she was off the IV and testing in the normal range. there was some debate about whether she would have to stay another night to monitor, but they eventually decided that we could both be discharged wednesday evening. of course, by the time they actually got the discharge orders from the doc it was 9pm so i didn't get home until 10:30pm. but, it was REALLY nice to get home. i didn't expect to spend 3 days in the hospital!!
DD1: Nadia Grace 9.6.2004
DD2: Ava Noelle 4.14.2008
Baby Noah Michael arrived Monday April 21st at 7:22pm weighing in at 8lbs 10oz and 20 1/4 inches long he is a big healthy boy! It all happened so fast! I was lying on coach monday just after midnight sleeping and all of the sudden I woke up and thought I had peed myself! It wasn't very much so I got up to the bathroom and of course smelled my pants and sure enough that was not pee! My husband came in and ask what was going on and I told him I was trying to figure out if I had peed myself or it was my water. Well I stood up and there was a big gush and I told him that was not pee we are having this baby! So, we called the hospital, took a shower and there around 2am. My contractions started on their own not long after that and they checked me around 6am and I was 5-6cm woohoo! They gave me some antibiotics just in case because my membranes had ruptured for an extended amount of time. I took a couple of baths and walked the halls and my contractions never got to severe or regular so I was worried! But they check me again that evening and out of the blue it felt I was 9 1/2 cm!! I was convinced they were going to tell me I had not changed since my contractions were not regular by any means! Some were 15-20 min apart! Well I had left was an anterior lip and we could deliver! So, at 9 1/2cm I was out walking the hallways impressing all the nurses and they were making jokes about following me around with the birthing table just in case!
At 7pm I started getting a lot more back labor and pain so the midwife checked me and that silly lip was still there so actually got in there and pushed it out of the way! My husband saw her move it! Well after that I was in so much pain I said NOPE! I am done no more! haha yeah right well I stood up and wrapped my arms around Jeremy then bend my knees and pushed it felt good actually to push! I had no idea this baby was coming but I got back on the table and pushed a couple more times and they said give me your hand feel your baby's head! This is when I knew there was no turning back so after some more pushing Jeremy helped deliver our little baby boy Noah!! I never ended up getting pain meds which I look back and think I was crazy but I had no idea I was dilating so fast and I ended up with a second degree tear and they had sew me up. But it was all worth having this little bundle of joy in my arms.... and then he promplty peed all over me
So my water broke at midnight on the 21/22nd. And since I'm new at this, I wasn't sure what had really happened. So I checked online to see if it was really my water. And finally decided to call the hospital.
I arrived around 1am and was only dialated to 2cm, but my water had indeed broken. I called my mom who was about an hour and a half away to tell herl the nurse had said it could take around 15 hours of labor. When my mom arrived to help my husband and I, I was 4cm; and within 45 minutes, she came literally flying out.
I had intend on having pain relief because I am a huge wimp( i accept this), but the anesth. came about a minute after I was told it was too late for drugs. That really scared me. The nurse had come into the room, saying the doctor was on her way, and that I needed to breath through 10 minutes, and we could then push her out. The nurse was holding her head in my body- ouch!!
When the doctor got there, she told my mom and husband to look at all the hair, and when they looked, i couldn't hang on anymore and shot her out- the doctor caught her in mid air.
Unfortunately, because of the force of the push, I tore, but it's not so bad now.
I was so relieved to finally have her out! And she is just gorgeous, with a full head of black hair and brownish grey eyes. I'm Irish and her dad is Indian (from India), and she is just precious- a good screamer, but wonderful nonetheless. Her name means Beautiful morning, especially fitting for her!
Last edited by collegemamma; 04-25-2008 at 04:43 PM. Reason: name meaning
Sarah Catherine 4/23/08 (39 weeks) at 4:42pm, 9lb 7oz, 21"
birth story to follow...
I warn you, it's long..
Friday I spent the day at my sisters with her and Ben. We figured between the two of us we would be as good at 1.5 normal people, so I went there for her to pick up my prego slack! I was having contractions all day, but that wasn't anything new.. I had been having them since 35 weeks so I just blew it off as nothing.
Friday night before I went to bed I mentioned to DH (like I did every night) that my back hurt so maybe tonight would be the night (little did I know). Then went up to bed around 9:30.
12:00am Abby woke me for some reassurance and water. I peed, nothing new going on.
1:30am woke up because I felt a little warmth between my legs, shot out of bed because I knew what it was and grabbed a towel just in time for the dams to open and my water to gush out every where. I waddled downstairs with a towel between my legs just amazed at the amount of fluid pouring out of me. I woke up DH, who had fallen asleep on the couch watching hockey, and he called the Dr.
At this point I was still gushing fluid and had no idea what to do with myself. I got my pants off and had a towel between my legs but couldn't even get dressed.. YUCK.
Dr said to come to L&D, fluid slowed enough for an overnight pad to at least get me by with out being totally ridiculous, so DH and I headed to the hospital with a towel and a trash bag to protect the car.
2:30 Got to L&D and I was 1-2 cm and contracting regularly. Worked through the contractions until 6:00 when I got checked again. Contractions had gotten pretty bad, not awful, I was hoping to have made some progress. When they checked I was only at 2-3 cm.. ugh how discouraging. I decided to get the epi because I was moving so slowly. 1 cm in 3.5 hr was not my idea of fun.
6:30 Epi in, babies heart rate starts to decelerate and my blood pressure dives. Nurses come in from every direction and flip me over on all sides.
7:30 They finally get my bp up to something reasonable 100’s/50’s. Baby is still decelerating with contractions. Which are strong and fast. If they had given me Pit. they said they would of turned it down at this point. The nurse checked me and said I was around a 9 and my cervix was very very soft. She said we were going to have a baby very soon.
7:45 ish started pushing, baby wasn’t responding well. Special neonatal unit “invited” to the delivery by the nurse.
8:00 Nurse got me up on my hands and knees and had me push that way. Talk about totally changing the feel of the delivery. They took off the contraction monitor and the external fetal monitor and put on an internal fetal monitor to watch him more closely. With out the external contraction monitor it was totally up to me to push when I felt the need. At first the pressure was at the top of my stomach, but as I pushed and Brian or the nurse applied counter pressure to my butt, the pressure moved down my pelvis and I could feel him moving lower, I also started getting the biggest urge to push it was totally overwhelming. It was the strangest feeling. As he got down really low the need to push was so freaking overwhelming it made me actually grunt. (TMI ALERT) It felt like a HUGE turd was caught in my butt and I couldn’t get it out, I could totally see how someone could lose it at that point. Keeping under control while feeling totally out of control was so difficult. I just needed to push him out, but couldn’t get him out. The whole time as i'm grunting and struggling with keeping myself in control and pushing Brian is trying to get the oxygen mask on my face (because of the decelerations) he was so paranoid, but every time I needed to push I just couldn't have it strapped to my face... to claustrophobic!
9:00 The Dr came in and scrubbed up, they flipped me over and dropped the end of the bed. I pushed and felt the head stretch out my whoha, it was so unbelievable uncomfortable, not truly painful, but again it felt like I just needed to get him out and I couldn’t push hard enough. I just felt like grunting, grrrrrrrr.
9:19 The dr pulled down on me to open it up wider which made the urge to push SUPER strong. I pushed and his head came out but then his shoulders were stretching me apart (AHHHHH) I was like… “do I push, do I push, I need to get it out!” She said push and she pulled him out while I yelled “F*CK” she held him out to me and teased that the first thing he heard was me swearing. The beauty of birth!
Jacob (Jake) Adler Morrison
Daniel Jackson's Birth Story
Daniel Jackson arrived last night, April 26th, at 8:13 pm.
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-7 pounds, 11 ounces and 19 inches long
-Technically a premie because he was born before the 28th
-9 on his APGAR
-His name is Daniel Jackson. Daniel, because it's a good name (though perhaps a little common), and Jackson is a family name on the Kunz side (from his Grandma Laura Kunz's maiden name and also Kenny's father's middle name). I'd imagine he'll be a Danny, but not a Dan.
-He was born after 6 hours of "active" labor, after 13 hours in the hospital, and after almost exactly 2 months of prodromal labor.
-We've gotten a good hour of breastfeeding in, but the silly kid is very content to do nothing but sleep
-He's got a crazy cone-head from the delivery (should round out in just a couple days) and no birthmarks that we can tell
-He has very sparse blondeish hair and beautiful blue eyes (all 3 times I've seen them open)
So, the whole story (very long, including some perhaps gross details):
As I posted in my last post, we went to the hospital Friday and found out I was 7.5 cm dilated. We made history by being discharged while being that far dilated. I was REALLY hoping that this weekend would be it.
Friday night nothing seemed to be happening. About 5 in the morning on Saturday both Kenny and I woke up and were um, "in the mood". We decided to try DTD to get things going. It was the first time in 8 weeks. Needless to say, it was short. In truth, VERY short and hardly invasive at all, but apparently it was still enough, as when we were done I was bleeding like crazy (like, more than a period) and it looked like it might be mixed with amniotic fluid, so I went and chilled in the empty bathtub while Kenny made some breakfast (pillsbury cinnamon rolls) and got all our final preparations out of the way. We then headed to the hospital around 7 am. I was finally having regular contractions I could feel (though they still didn't really hurt per se) and was dilated to an 8, so they admitted me. They couldn't get a good test on whether or not I was leaking Amniotic Fluid.
I had a GREAT nurse. While she herself was all for medical interventions and such, she fought hard for me to get the natural experience I wanted. My doctor had wanted me on an IV and monitors the whole time which would have kept me in bed on my back, but I wanted to be able to move around and do whatever helped me get through the pain. Apparently the nurse told my Doctor (who's still fairly young, and nice enough) that "such-and-such a doctor let's their natural patients do this all the time" and convinced her it wouldn't be the end of the world if I didn't have an IV and they only monitored the baby intermittently.
We asked them how many women went natural and they said "um, just you" We hard some screams of bloody murder from the room next door and I'll admit, I was surprised to learn that that woman had had an epidural and was still screaming like that. Yikes.
Just after they admitted me and got me my own room(which happened to be the same room I had in February), contractions stopped altogether for a while. It was pretty disappointing. They weren't gonna let me go home at 8 cm dilated and with a (perhaps) broken water, but I didn't want pitocin or anything like that to get labor going, though I wasn't dead set against it either, since I was already at 8 centimeters and had so little to go. Apaprently the baby's head was so tight against my bag of waters that it was essentially cutting it off.
At about noon, the doctor went ahead and broke (or finished breaking) my water to get things moving. It took a couple of hours, but by 2 pm I was having some crazy contractions.
We watched Newsies and I sang along through my contractions while bouncing on the birthing ball and eating Popsicles. That makes it sound much funner than it was. Around 5 the contractions got to be really strong and I'd grab and squeeze/rub Kenny's hand as hard as I could. He was great. The baby was turned to the side a bit so we tried various positions and stuff to make him turn- all of which seemed to make the contractions more intense. At 6 I started pushing. It took two nurses and the doctor- the nurses held my legs up for me which really helped. To the point I freaked out any time a contraction came and they weren't both right there.
Pushing was REALLY intense. I don't know why I thought it would go faster. It was frustrating because I couldn't really tell what progress was being made. They set up a mirror so I could see, but it wasn't like I pictured- I couldn't see too much because for most of it, it's still all pretty internal. I could just see myself get more frightfully torn up and messy down there... in the future I think I'll opt for no mirror
Still, the pain wasn't unbearable. Really, the worst part was the relentless of it. To any woman who's labored for longer than 8 hours, KUDOS to you. I can't fathom having to keep at it for longer than I did. It wasn't the painfulness, it was the lack of an escape, even a temporary one. Because the baby was turned sidewise, there was always some pretty intense pressure in my back. I never did get too loud but I'm sure I made all sorts of funny sounds.
Towards the end the doctor said "we're going to go ahead and make this opening a little bigger for the baby" and I said "um, what?" I told the doctor I'd rather not have an episiotomy, so she backed off. Sure enough, I have a third degree tear going backwards that's going to take some serious healing. Still, I feel content having torn rather than having been cut- now I can always know that what happened was exactly what needed to happen. The tear didn't hurt too bad at the time and I never had huge problems with the "ring of fire" so many women describe- most of the pain I felt was just the pressure of having a baby right there.
Kenny was AMAZING. HE was in charge of ice cubes for me and did a great job. He did need to leave the room once for some fresh air and grape juice right at the end, but that's better than an uncomfortable (or worse, unconscious) Kenny. He was there for the delivery and teared up a bit. It was so sweet.
When Daniel finally came out, they immediately placed him on my chest and we snuggled. He was big and healthy and snuggly. He rested right on my breast and apparently inhaled a bit much of it and his little feet and hands turned purple (the reason he didn't score a 10 on his APGAR). He got to rest with me for a long time while the doctor stitched me up.
I've never known an exhaustion to be so deep. I shook like mad for the whole following 12 hours or so. But I've never been so happy or proud, either. He's my beautiful little boy and I wouldn't change a thing.
Dominic's birth story
Thursday started out normal. I didn't sleep too well Wednesday night, actually that's to say I didn't sleep at all, just tossed and turned all night. That should have tipped me off right there! Headed out for my 10am doc appt with CJ and my ex. Normally he doesn't come along but I had an ultrasound and CJ loves seeing them and the office rules are that no kids without another adult present so he was there too. All went fine. Tech guessed him at 6lb15oz and he looked great. Had my check-up and was dilated to 3cm but Dom had migrated back up and was sitting at like -4 station. His NST looked fine so we were set for induction on Monday as planned. Walked out of the office and I felt this splash of fluid down my leg. Thought maybe it was a bladder spasm again until I looked down and realized I was pretty well soaked. Since I was right at the office I went back in and showed them my rather wet pants. They checked, sure enough my water had broke, head to the hospital. It was around noon, and all I had really hoped for was for Dom to arrive that day. Came home and changed my shorts, had a big bowl of chicken noodle soup and got the arrangements for the kids set up. Ex drove me to the hospital and I texted Angie (J's mom) on the way there. She said she was gonna go pick him up and she'd meet me at the hospital. I wasn't having any contractions or pain at all.
Get to the hospital more then an hour after my water broke, no pain, no contractions. They got me into a room and checked me, dilated to a 4cm and Dom was still REALLY high. My ex left, Angie and J showed up and for the next 9 hours they walked the halls with me, rubbed the accupressure spot in my ankles, anything we could do to get contractions going. Around 9pm my OB decided I'd been ruputed long enough with no progress and wanted to start pitocin. I was okay with it so long as it was gradual. It definately caused contractions but I was getting through them with J rubbing my head and Angie holding my hand. At 10:30 I still wasn't showing much change and contractions were still 4 min apart so they upped the pitocin and that got things going pretty good. After about 20 min of contrax a min apart and 60 seconds long I couldnt take it anymore and asked for the epi. Took them a bit and the doc put it in pretty fast (I have icky bruises and had a nasty reaction to the tape) so I had relief for a few contrax but it didnt last long. The epi more took the edge off then making the pain go away. I knew once the epi was in I'd go fast and sure enough I did. Within 10 min of it being in I was feeling major pressure. Nurse checked and I was dilated to 10 so she figured we'd try a few test pushes. Yeah that was not going to be the case. I pushed once and he came down. After that my body took over and on the next contraction Dom crowned all on his own, it was just me, J, Angie and the nurse! Angie broke down the instrument table (20 yr seasoned MA so she knew how) while the nurse was literally holding Dom's head in until the doc could get there. Doc made it in the room just in tme for the next contraction and Dom was born without any help from me. He came barreling out so fast I had no tearing (just minor "scrapes" as my OB put it) and his head had little to no molding. Delivered the placenta and was moved to Mom/Baby within the hour. Dominic was great, his Apgars were 8 and 9 and he squalled the entire time they were drying him off and stuff. J was right by his side and I think from the look on his face he fell in love with his son right then and there. I had decided on Dominic as a name a few months back and Michael was my uncle's name (he died before I was born), when my grandma had heard I was considering it she was really touched so I figured it would be one last gift I could give her.
So we were at the hospital til Saturday morning. Dominic lost a wee bit of weight while we were there, a whole 2.7oz but is getting the hang of nursing and LOVES to snuggle. J stayed the night with me Thursday and was at the hospital all day Friday. He came over Saturday and spent a few hours with Dom once I was home and had gotten a nap and a shower. The girls adore their new baby brother, he can't so much as whimper without one of them all over him. Working on getting the pics uploaded, there's quite a few between Angie's and my camera. It was definately a case of every delivery is different!!
Furbabies Max, Lucky, and Coco
In loving memory of our angel, Jaydyn Rae 8/21/06 Always in our hearts
The short recap for those who don't feel inclined to read the whole thing:
Here's the morph of my growing baby belly, just for kicks and giggles:
- My water broke at 1:30am on April 24th. She was at 39 weeks gestation.
- We got to the hospital at 3am and the contractions took off from there.
- Midwives are angels sent from God.
- Everything about the birth was 100% natural: no pitocin, no epidural, no anesthesia, not even an IV; just a buttload of gutt-wrenching screaming, followed by periods of the most amazing rest and calm that earth has to offer.
- Baby Adelaide Scarlett was born at 6:09 this morning.
- She got a 9 on her apgar, weighs 7 pounds/6 ounces, and is 20 inches long.
- She has a cleft in her chin just like her mom and also has her mom's nose. She does have hair on the sides and back of her head and it appears to be brown like her dad's. She has a cute little birthmark on her forehead that will more than likely disappear within the next year.
First off, I need to explain that I went in for preterm labor at 34 weeks; I was actively contracting, 80% effaced, and 2 cm dilated. From that point on, I was contracting every 3-10 minutes for the next 5 weeks; it just never stopped. I continued to dilate and efface more and more every midwife visit. Every time I went, my midwife told me, "looks like she should be here by tomorrow!"; but to no avail. My stomach was just SO tired of contracting, I became a horribly tired, anxious mess. We had 3 false trips to L&D. I could have been induced, but I knew that Addie would come when she was good and ready. At 38 weeks, I was dilated to nearly a 5 and was 95% effaced. Addie held out for a full week more and was born at 39 weeks. With that as a preface...
Adelaide Scarlett's full birth story, written on the day of her birth; April 24th, 2008.
It's 10 hours after the birth now and I'm still as awake and giddy as a puppy. If I had a tail, I'm pretty sure it would be wagging. I feel more happy and perky than I have in years and I can't stop talking or smiling. I would get up and do a jig... but I'm pretty sure I'd make a horrible mess if I attempted it. The most amazing part of it all is that the only medicine administered for the entire birth was a single Ibuprofin that I took 5 hours ago. Mother nature is definitely an amazing opiate.
We chose not go to the ben's fold concert we had tickets for last night and I'm thinking that we definitely made the right choice on that one. We spent a nice evening at home, Sam playing Halo and I was sitting in my recliner contracting away as normal. I did have some unusual pangs of pain that made me cry out, but they instantly dispersed and I was fine.
We went to bed at midnight or so; but not before Sam talked to my tummy for a good 10 minutes asking her what we could do to help her come out. The next thing I remember was opening my eyes at 1:25 in response to a HUGE rush of warmth all over my legs. There was absolutely NO mistaking it- my water had broken. I told sam and he got all excited. He took a quick shower, and I just continued losing more and more fluid- I was totally shocked how much there was to lose! My poor baby was getting drained, and quickly! Here's a picture of me running around getting things ready as I continued to drip like crazy:
Sam made me 4 scrambled eggs, we packed up the car, stopped by a 7-eleven to get 3 powerades, and got to the hospital at about 2:50 or so. My contractions started to pick up in the car, at which point I asked sam if he wouldn't mind going faster than 60 mph, lol.
So we got to the hospital and they checked me and I was at a big 4, meaning I hadn't changed at all since my last appointment. The midwife on-call just happened to be the same midwife that delivered my sister Becky's little girl Katelynn in 2003. She got there soon after we arrived and our birthing team was formed: Kimmy as the nurse, Claudia as the midwife, Lori as the me, Sammy as the Dad, God as the all-powerful deity, and Baby Girl Burkman as the goal. The 6 of us were together in that room for the next 3 hours hard at work.
I started contracting hard right away, and started teaching myself (with the help of my team) how to breath through them. They were all 2 minutes apart or so and each hurt more than the last. I can totally see how that pain could take control of a situation really quickly, but each time I started to succumb to it; I somehow was able to regain my focus and just pull through it. Again, my team helped me a lot.
At 4:00, we put in my favorite movie, "When Harry Met Sally". It was the perfect thing to have on in the background. I was quoting all the words in my head the whole time. I actually had one of my biggest contractions during the infamous restaurant scene and I was yelling right along with Sally, it was awesome.
I continued drinking powerade and water repeatedly throughout the night, so I did a fair amount of peeing. At about 4:20 or so, I got up to go to the bathroom and noticed I was dripping blood. My midwife was a bit surprised, since I had only been there for an hour and a half and the "bloody show" usually doesnt appear until the end of labor. Sure enough, I walked across the room to wash my hands and found myself standing in a small pool of blood rather quickly. At this point, she was pretty sure that my contractions were working their magic abnormally fast. She offered me a birthing ball to help me through the next set because she suspected I might need it. Boy was she right! I was a birthing ball fiend! I was bouncing on that thing like a monkey (assuming monkeys love to bounce on over-sized rubber balls). I got up occasionally and put my arms around sam's neck and he would bear my weight during the contractions; it was kind of like a husband/wife/baby delivery dance.
At about 5am, my midwife said she might as well check me to see my progress and I was at a 9! About 15 minutes later, I was pretty sure that pushing was in order. She checked again and I was at a 9.5+. I was totally unsure as to how to approach the pushing, but my midwife knew just what to do. She pushed a button and all of the sudden the bed transformed into a birthing haven. It went from being bed-shaped into being kind of stairs-shaped; allowing me to be in a squatting position but fully-supported at the same time. It was just awesome!
So I knew I was in it for the long haul now. I'm not going to lie- it hurt like a *insert outrageous explicative of choice here*. During each contraction, I really had to focus to keep control. My team kept reminding me to breath and keep low tones and OH HOW THAT HELPED. I would start to tense up and grab onto things and brace myself; but my midwife told me to relax. I said "I cant! I cant!", but then I told my body to relax and it actually did and I felt instantly 100% better.
During the big pushes and the big pain, I kid you not- I screamed like a banshee. For real, like... blood-curdling screams, it was awesome. I had no idea I had even the capacity to do that. Half of the need for each scream came from the pain, the other half really just gave me the strength to push as hard as was needed.
The dichotomy of the experience was insane though. The second each contraction/push was done, I went right back to being calm, totally relaxed, and completely at peace. I would just let my body collapse back into the bed, I put my hands behind my head, took deep long breaths, and just let my body relish the calm that somehow enfolded it. Then the next contraction hit, and I was back to screaming like an amazon howler monkey.
My midwifes were SO helpful through all of this. I love that they stayed with me the whole time. I love that they were proud of each primal OOOOOOOOOOH, grunt, or scream that came out of me. They were right in the moment with me and they gave me such strength. They were just so full of compliments and kept telling me that I'm doing an amazing job and they hadn't seen a birthing champ like me in months. They probably say that to everyone, but honestly- it helped so much. Through all of the pain, through all of the insanity- I never felt that I lost control or like I was too intimidated to proceed. I knew that my body was built to do exactly what it was doing. I was totally screaming like a madwoman of course- but I'm pretty sure that's how God intended it. To my credit, I only swore twice (and the baby's ears hadn't been born yet, so I think she might remain untainted). For anyone who knows me, that's quite the accomplishment.
Getting her through the birth canal was all done through my own efforts of pushing. I had to really focus and give all I had to each push. I pushed only when my body told me to, and each actual push probably lasted for about 5 seconds each and came in sets of 5-6 pushes.
Once she was crowning, I was in SUCH burning pain and didn't know how I could push through it. Then the midwife told me "You're doing SO great!!! Give me some small little pushes now".
So I did just what she said and my body took over from there (to my great surprise and appreciation). I pushed for 1-2 seconds, and all of the sudden my body engaged on its own and maintained the rest of the push without my effort. The midwife was stretching me out in between each push so I wouldnt tear. She also told me not to push at certain times to avoid tearing as well. I will eternally be grateful for this magical woman.
I entered my own little world at this point and was rather oblivious to what was going on around me. I could have had a mirror or something so I could see everything, but I honestly was just totally focused internally- little on the outside was getting any of my attention. I pushed probably 20 times this way, and I soon realized that her head must have passed out of me because the pressure and pain had relaxed. All of the sudden I felt her little body wiggle; so I knew her head had passed for sure. I pushed 3 more times, all back to back, looked down, and her grey body slid right out of me.
They put her right on my chest. She was all floppy and grey and covered in blood and vernix and whatever other goops were involved. She laid there crying and I just laid there shaking and holding her. It was 6:05am, about 3 hours since we arrived at the hospital. SHE WAS BORN!!! I HAD DONE IT!!!! I felt like a million bucks. All pain instantly vanished and I was just absolutely euphoric. I just can't describe the relief and utter peace that rushed over me.
She soon quieted down and I held her for about 20 minutes there on my chest. Then Sam cut the cord and I delivered whatever was left inside of me. They did her apgar test right there and she got a 9. Afterward, I held her to look at her face. She opened her eyes for the first time and just stared at me for about 10 minutes straight.
She latched right on and nursed for about a half hour. I wound up pulling her away because I wanted to see her pretty little angel face again. Then they took her and washed her and whatnot, then gave her back to me for another little while.
I had some very superficial tearing that required 2 stitches or so, my midwife said it was all just on the surface and nothing that I'll even notice. She took care of whatever maintenance I needed in the birthing room, then I got up and we all moved to the mother/baby room downstairs.
They gave me an Ibuprofin to help the pain and any swelling, and other than that I've just been kicking it here in my room all day long. Adelaide is sleeping non-stop. She's woken up like 3 times to wiggle and poop, the promptly falls back asleep. She must get her sleeping ability from her father, because Sam's beat tired and has been doing his best to sleep as much as possible throughout the day on the pull-out couch. I'm spunky as a firecracker and doing my best to keep myself quietly entertained as he sleeps. I'm assuming I'll wake up tomorrow feeling like a piano landed on me... but until them I'm just enjoying the afterglow. *Inserted later on: I never did wake up feeling horrible. Every day after the first just got better and better. It is truly amazing what a woman's body can go through and instantly recover from*
Sam did an amazing job; he was just so supportive and always kept me on track. He never faltered for a minute and I just love him so much.
I am truly elated with my birth experience. Those 5 weeks of pain and contractions are faint memories in my past at this point. I so loved my natural birth and I really feel that it helped both Adelaide and me SO much. I was able to really listen and work with my body. I felt like I knew just what I needed to do, when to do it, and how to do it without hurting myself or the baby. I feel so blessed that I was given circumstances under which such a birth was possible. I will feel eternally grateful for this amazing experience and I know my life will never be the same. I'm just in a state of constant bewilderment and gratitude at this point. Three cheers for babies!!!
This first shot is the shot of her opening her eyes for the first time. Honestly, I see this and my heart just goes back to that moment and melts. The second in the pink dress is her coming home from the hospital outfit.