Went in for routine OB appt 9/11, which showed no progress whatsoever beyond the "kinda mushy, maybe a fingertip dilated" stage I had been in for a couple of weeks. He did decide to try to help things along by stripping my membranes... bleh!! I was able to get him to agree to an induction on 9/13 if nothing happened on its own before, so we were scheduled to arrive at L&D at 6:30 am, no food allowed save clear liquids prior to arrival (meh!)...I mean, woohooo!! lol
Sunday, 9/13/09, 6:30 am: Arrive to a very deserted L&D department, the nurses seemed happy to have something to do. Took a bit to get everything all ready to go so Superman was having fun with the camera. Here is the only pregnant belly picture of me in existence, as big as a house at 40 weeks, 2 days:
So, we started my IV pitocin drip around 7 am. The hours crept by slowly, contractions not terribly noticeable, and by 3:30 pm my OB comes in to check me and I am only about 2 cm, maybe 50% effaced. He decides to break my water -- I was hoping to be delivering about now, so this gives me new hope. And yes, things did start to progress nicely: for the next 3 hours my contractions got more and more productive. At least, *I* thought they were being productive, based on my comfort levels anyway. For some reason I kept visualizing each contraction as a level from one to ten, moving upwards as my discomfort increased. By 6 I was at the midway mark and convinced that I was at LEAST 5 cm. I'm starting to think drugs would be nice at this point, and a few contrax had me in tears... the nurse was nice enough to check me and she said I was only 3 cm, 100% effaced.
ALL THAT and only 3 cm???? *cry* She was great, though, and went out of her way to reassure me that NOW things will start to be more productive and move along much faster. I kept saying " I can't believe I'm only 3 centimeters..." Another contraction comes along, I'm crying again and asking for drugs. She assures me that they're the most helpful early along like this to help me relax and take the edge off -- uhh, yeah, I know, make with the dope, lady! She comes back with Nubain, delicious, delightful Nubain which lets me sleep (ooooh, blissful sleep!) for about an hour. It felt like 5 minutes. Poor superman was charged with lightly running his fingers along my back, in such a precise pattern of movement that NASA would've found it difficult to master...and during the Packers game, too, bless his heart!
The next 5 hours or so are kindof a blur, I do recall asking the nurse if I chickened out about NOT wanting an epidural would it still be possible to have one, given that I had already had Nubain -- the answer was yes. I guess that's all I needed to hear, because I never mentioned it again lol.
My contractions stayed the same, just increasing in intensity. I kept waiting for actual pain, and it never came. I was able to breathe through them all, and it really helped that she kept reminding me that it WAS going to end and just take them one at a time. I remember begging her to let me out of bed, as my lower back was just screaming, and she would let me for a short time, then complain that she couldn't monitor the baby's heartbeat and make me lay back down. I got testy and told her internal monitors are great for that... she didn't take me seriously until about 11 pm...while I was in transition, no less. My contractions are really getting intense and she wants me to lay all the way back and let her shove this internal monitor inside me. I'm laying back with 2 pillows under my back and none under my head and she can't attach the darn thing because the baby has too much hair. I so hate my nurse right now. Finally another nurse tries and is successful and I can rise up to a less excruciating position...
...which doesn't matter because NOW I'm feeling lots of pelvic pressure, my body would love to push a baby out, thank you very much. Whaddya mean, I can't push yet?? *sigh* More breathing as they set up the room around me, scarier and stronger urges to push... apparently, according to the delivery report, this lasted 5 minutes. It felt like hours.
My doc shows up, I'm given the green light to push with the next contraction and we just sit there, waiting, for about 3 mins. Thanks for the break, body, but I'm ready to be done! Then it starts up again, and I totally noobed on the first push. Complete failure. Come on, Alice, this is where you shine! PUSH!!! 3 pushes later, heads out, once more - here's my baby. 11 minutes total. I got to watch it all for the first time in my life thanks to a strategically placed ceiling mirror. She had the cord around her neck just one time, they cut the cord and placed her on my belly, covered in birth goo. I just pulled her up to my chest and held her, crying.
My Samantha Eleanor was born at 12:11 am on September 14th, 2009, weighing in at 7lbs, 14.7oz, 19.25 inches long. According to the delivery report, I was in active labor for a total of 5 hours, 52 mins. I was starved to death, however, for 20 hours. Stupid hospital policies... Anyway, here's my baby girl:
Poor Superman. I got to sleep, he didn't. It shows.
My favorite picture thus far:
If you've read this far, kudos to you. Thanks. Sorry it took so long...
After my induction was delayed we waited all day and finally at 5:00pm I called to see if we should just reschedual for the next day. The head nurse told me to come on in that night at 8:00pm
We got there and got checked in, the nurse started taking some blood and blew the vein in my arm. Awesome. So she tried again in my hand and got it, but it hurt and didn't feel right the whole time it was in. She checked me but couldn't reach my cervix so she went and got a different nurse. So she checked me and said I was 3-4 cm, She gave me the first bag of antibiotcs and said they were going to start pitocin at 1:00am Seemed kinda odd but whatever. So we slept for a couple hours and then she came in and started it really low. I could feel contractions but they were light and I slept through them easily. At 7:00-7:30am my dr came in and said she thought they were going to have me come in that morning and would have come in earlier if someone had told her I was there. Oh well....anyway, she checked me and said I was 4-5cm and she broke my water and told them to up the pitocin and get me the epidural. So I started to really feel the contractions and was breathing and relaxing through them really well and almost opted out of getting the epidural until the nurse told me these contractions were hitting about 160 in intensity and she needed to up the pitocin until they reached over 200!!! Thats NUTS! So the dude came to give me the epidural and lo and behold had to try it twice before it worked! The funny thing is it didn't hurt half as bad as getting the stupid IV! So anyway, he finished up and said it would start to work in 15 to 20 minutes, and usually took about 1-2 hours to wear off after it was turned off.
Anyway, in about 5 minutes I was completely and totally numb! I asked the nurse if he gave me more then normal for a walking epidural and she said no.. but I could not move my legs or feel any contractions at all. So there went that! I had them turn it off hoping I would have some feeling before I was complete and ready to push. But half an hour later my dr came in again and I was complete. It was the weirdest thing in the world after two natural unmedicated births... not being able to feel when to push, or even if I WAS! They kept asking if I felt pressure or anything I couldn't, but they said I was pushing fine so I just kept doing what I was doing. Anyway, it only took probably 3 or 4 contractions before she was out, all pink and screaming with a full head of thick black hair. They laid her on my chest right away and she was so sweet smelling and instantly started rooting around for milk. So i put her to my breast and she latched perfectly right away! It was amazing So I let her nurse for a bit before handing her to dh to have her weighed and measured and all that.
Soo..... Ivy Madelyn was born at 10:33am, on Tuesday September 8th
Weighing 8lbs and measuring 20" long
It took almost 5 hours for me to regain the feeling in my legs! ugh.
I am so glad to be home and sooo glad to have my little one in arms finally.
I am pretty sore and really tired but other then that perfectly happy
Woke up Wednesday feeling fine, then late in the morning I had some weird pain in my hips of all places that seemed to be 20-30 min apart for maybe an hour then stopped. Thought maybe I had to pee LOL.. yeah you get weird pains when you have to pee and your pregnant. Well to spare the squeamish the details what i found in the bathroom was promising. Called the midwife she came over about 1pm and checked me. I was 5cm dilated and effacing. The "pains" stopped and now were replaced by a backache and nausea. She said I was in early labor and that she would stay on this side of town and to call when things picked up or changed. I didn't believe her LOL.. things stopped. then Later in the evening the pains came back but irregular averaging 15 min apart. She told me to sleep some so i went to bed at 9ish. fell asleep though after 9:30.. got woken up at 11pm with a sharp pain that i couldn't ignore.. 7 min later another one. I figured it'd have to stop at some point. took a shower nope didn't go way, after a couple hours of 7 then 6 min apart of these "contractions" I texted the midwife, we then talked, and since they were steady and getting stronger we figured I could get in the tub, at about 1:30 am I got into the tub for the first time, it helped. finally at 2:30 Sherry and Tiffany showed up. I was managing but they were hurting... this continued, stronger, closer, etc.. like a normal birth should.. I have to admit that even laboring with a breech baby the thought of "i can't do this anymore" "its too much" "i'm too tired" etc.. NEVER crossed my mind.. it did repeatedly with this one!! my hips hurt more than ANYTHING. I finally had to give in and ask for help!!! which i never expected to do and I more than once was yelling at myself for not hiring a doula, in my head!!! Thanks to Sherry and Tiffany for jumping in when I couldn't do it by myself any more. This time i remember far more and was FAR more coherent throughout the whole labor. I remember more. I remember that i felt like pushing but that it hurt! so she checked and i had a little lip left at the front of his head.. finally got that out of the way and I could finally feel the need to push for reals!! wow! weird how your body takes over! well I pushed for maybe 30 min. It took more to get this damn head out than it took to get Violets entire body out!!!! but i don't remember pushing for more than a couple of contractions.. maybe 4? then he was here. and swollen LOL and quiet just like his sister although it was almost like he was tired and kinda just chilled for a long while.
we cut the cord, i got out and finished up with everything else, didn't have to go to the hospital, placenta didn't come out right away but i pushed it out. i heard it was sizable and flo called to tell me she ran out of capsules and had to go buy more because it yielded so much LOL...
well after all that they handed him back to me he was hungry and latched perfect first time and has been nursing like a champ since.. and pooping OMG this kid poops!!! did i mention he sleeps?? i think i got 3 hours straight last night? it was awesome!!!
My due date was September 8, which came and went without any sign of impending labor. My first baby was induced on my due date due to extremely low amniotic fluid and my second was a c-section on my due date - so I had no point of reference for how my body might begin my birthing time naturally. At 41 weeks I asked for an internal exam - 1.5 cm, not very effaced, but the midwife said my cervix was in the perfect position for delivery and the baby's head was extremely low. In the meantime I was trying all sorts of natural induction methods, none of which produced more than a few twinges of pressure waves (contractions). Since I was a VBAC, my husband and I didn't feel comfortable going beyond 42 weeks so we agreed to go in for induction on September 22. My midwife was thrilled I was using Hypnobabies and was completely on board with only using pitocin to get pressure waves started and then let my body take over.
When we got to the hospital, we found that I hadn't dilated any more than I was at 41 wks and were also told my cervix was now extremely high and posterior, so we knew it would take a while. We agreed to the use of a foley bulb catheter to help me open up a bit more. I ended up laboring for 16 hrs on pitocin with no pain meds - Hypnobabies was GREAT! My hospital gown had a pocket on the front, so I clipped my iPod to it and kept one ear bud in the whole time. Even though the pressure waves did start to get stronger and more intense, I was able to stay calm and relaxed through them. It helped, too, to think of them as "rushes" - as Ina May Gaskin calls them...I pictured myself riding on the front of a bullet train as each one propelled itself forward.
After 16 hours, I was at 6.5 cm, but the midwives had different opinions on what station the baby was at, so they broke my water, which seemed to be the start of things going off track. They wanted to do internal monitoring and had trouble getting it in. Two different midwives tried, which was extremely uncomfortable and really blew my focus. They had turned the pitocin down low (possibly even off? I'm not sure) since I was doing well, but then needed to turn it up again, so the pressure waves got a lot more intense again. I was stalled at 6.5 cm for a few hours and knew I was going to need an epidural to go any longer. While they worked on placing the internal monitors, the baby had a few decel's in heart rate, so that caused a lot of commotion! Even with having the Hypnobabies scripts playing and having my husband and doula there with constant support, it was very difficult to get back to that calm and peaceful state. While I desperately wanted an unmedicated VBAC, I knew I needed an epidural in order to have the focus to keep going.
Once I got the epidural, the midwives started talking to us about considering a c-section (because the baby just wasn't descending), but there was NEVER any pressure, which was awesome. We had total support in whatever we decided. It seemed like it took forever for the epidural to really kick in, but once it did, I knew it was better to go ahead with the surgery because there was no way I was going to have the energy and stamina to push for very long.
As it happened, the OR's were backed up and it took almost two hours for one to be available - so by the time they put in the catheter and started really getting ready to take me, we discovered I was fully dilated and complete! I know my husband would have liked to encourage me to try to push, but our doula helped him to understand that if I knew I didn't have it in me, his encouragement would likely only make me feel guilty - so I'm grateful she was there. Once we got into surgery, they discovered all kinds of scar tissue from my previous c-section on my bladder, so they had to spend a lot of time cleaning that up. I'm thankful to have a "reason" for the c-section...I never knew there were any issues and the scar tissue could have caused problems in the future.
Eleanor Elizabeth (Ellie) was born September 23, 2009 at 10:11 PM, weighing 9 lbs 11 oz and was 21 1/2" long. While it was not the birth experience I had hoped for, it did produce the outcome I desired: a strong, healthy, beautiful baby. I do believe we made the right decisions based on the circumstances. It was never an emergency situation and I'm thankful for that. The midwives and doctors were all wonderful, as were all the nurses I had. I am extremely thankful for Hypnobabies and how it worked for me, even in a Plan B situation. I know I have learned skills that I can continue to use well into the future!
Lexi's Birth Story
September 8th, 2009
20 1/2 Inches 8 lbs
At about 4 am my fiance and I got up and got ready, I was having very light random contractions. We got to the hospital for my induction at 5am and they put me in the same room I had my son in and was in when I was sick the week before. When I came in I was still completely closed and everything. They took blood, urine and put my IV in and by 6 am I was on the pitocin. I slept from about 6 to 10 off and on, still having light contractions at random times. As they gave me more and more pitocin the pain got worse and worse. At first I thought this isn't so bad - by the time I had her I was begging God to make it stop and screaming. I was in labor for 2 days with my son and had bad contractions 5 minutes apart the whole time - never screamed once. This was so much more painful - I thought no pain could be worse than my previous labor - man, was I wrong. By noon my contractions were horrible and about 10 - 20 minutes apart. They gave me pain medicine, which did nothing but make me out of it and sleepy. I kept telling them I needed checked and they made me wait and wait - saying this baby probably wouldn't come until tomorrow. They gave me another dose of medicine while I was waiting for my midwife to get there. About 1:30 or 2 the nurse finally checked me and I was dilated to 3 - I had way worse contractions after that and I felt the need to push. ( I also felt like my hip was breaking by this time.)
From about 1 until I had her I was screaming with every contraction, they were telling me to be quiet and breathe. I told them it was either scream or don't breathe at all. I begged the nurse to check me again - it felt like the baby was coming out. She said it's only been a few minutes, but checked anyway she said I was at four and asked if I wanted my epidural - I did. Shortly after the midwife arrived, checked me again and I was dilated to 5. When she was checking me my water broke and she looked at me and said well no going back now your water just broke. She called for the person to do my epidural but all of them were busy with other patients. I had to wait another hour and when the woman got there to do my epidural it took her forever I was begging the nurse to help me sit up which is what they did at my last birth - she was useless. They acted like I should just be fine and not need any help from them. If I ever have another child I will not have it there. Finally they got the epidural in and only half of my body went numb they made me try to lay on my left side - the hip that felt like it was breaking a so they could give me more medicine to numb it.
By that time my midwife was there and she checked me - it was time to push. Everything but the left hip was numb and it felt like it was breaking - every time I pushed the pain would stop I figured this out after the first couple of pushes so after that I just pushed constantly even when taking a breath. The widwife and nurses told me to stop anf breathe I said "will it hurt the baby if I don't?" She said no so I just continuously pushed until she was out - it was such relief and then I saw her and looked at my fiance who was crying and so was I. It was beautiful - best moment of my life along with my son's birth. I was so happy when they told me I didn't have to have stitches and I have healed quickly and everyone was so impressed with how much better I felt than the last time I gave birth.
Lexi is perfect - a beautiful angel and already spoiled rotten.
Last edited by hkhappybunny; 10-13-2009 at 05:47 PM.
Friday, Sept 18th I woke up in the early am with contractions. I sat on the couch timing them until I knew that they were close together and regular, then I woke DBF up. He showered and had a cup of tea before we packed all of our bags out to the truck and headed to the hospital. We got registered and put into a room where the nurses checked me over and asked me all sorts of questions. At this point when the Dr checked me, I was only 50% effaced and not dialated, so they sent me home on a day pass. I was to check in with the nurses by calling in later that night if nothing had changed.
Since I barely got any sleep, I had a nap, some lunch and then hung out at home... my contractions had tapered off eventually stopped. So, I ended up going for a 2 mile walk and then took a very bumpy quad ride with DBF. Nothing happened until early the next morning.
I woke up to more painful contractions early Saturday morning. I walked around the house and sat on the couch for a couple of hours before waking DBF up. We headed to the hospital again. This time I was completely effaced and dialated 1 cm. So, I changed into a gown and made myself at home. I quickly figured out that laying in bed made my back labour unbearable, so the nurse brought in the yoga ball for me.... SOOOO much better.
The Dr arrived around 10 am and attempted to break my water. OMG that was so uncomfortable! He couldn't break it but after sitting/rolling on the yoga ball for 3 hours, I got up to go to the bathroom and my water started to leak.... except it had meconium in it. I called the nurse right away and they confirmed my suspicion. I started to panic but the nurse said that one in four labours are like this and that it was just something that they had to check once he/she arrived.
At the staff change (3 pm) my friend's mom arrived (she's the head nurse) and was my nurse. I was sooooo happy. She was professional but very caring and sensitive too. At 5 pm, I was so exhausted and the contractions were getting worse so I requested a shot of morphine to help me relax enough to catch a few zzzz's. I managed to get an hour of "rest" while DBF snuck away to shower, grab supper and rest at home.
The rest of the day/night was a blur. I am not sure at what time I was dialated except at 1 am I was 5-6 cm.... that was almost 20 hours of labour and I was progressing soooo slowly. My friend's mom was suppose to go home at 11 pm but she opted to stay with me, which I have thanked her and thanked her and thanked her for. The Dr and my nurse both recommended that I start the drip to get things moving along. I didn't want to but I was getting tired and didn't know how much longer it would take until baby decided to make his/her arrival.
OMG OMG OMG.... they had to have me in bed because I was hooked up to the fetal monitor while I was on the drip. DBF was sitting behind me, putting pressure on my lower back as my back labour was horrendous. The nurse (my friend's mom) sat across from me, monitoring the results, holding my hand and helping me through my contractions which were sooooooo painful, 2 minutes apart and anywhere from 55 to 70 seconds long. They were so painful that I was passing out in between contractions. DBF was so tired he was sleeping in between my demands of putting pressure on my back. The nurse said that I was the youngest person she's ever known with such a high pain threshold. After 4 hours on the drip, the nurse checked me again. I remember praying that I was at least 8 cm. Then, I saw her put her fingers up to the chart on the wall and it was only at 6 cm still. She didn't even look over at me or DBF and she left the room. I looked at DBF and said "I'm having a c-section". He looked confused and I explained that I hadn't progressed and that the chance was VERY high that they would be sending me to the city for a c-section.
Sure enough, the Dr and my nurse returned 10 minutes later. My Dr sat on the edge of my bed and patted my leg. He said he was so proud of me and how hard I had worked and that I had done everything right... but that he was sending me to the city and that they were expecting me. I would have the choice of continuing on the drip but with an epidural or having a c-section. I said "I'm exhausted". He looked at me and said so nicely and seriously "Then make sure you tell them that". Minutes later I was being strapped to a gurney to go via ambulance to the city 30 minutes away. As they were prepping me, I looked at DBF's face and it was red and he looked like he was going to cry. He looked so scared for me and the baby. But, luckily the baby was not appearing to be stressed and I had already made the decision to have the surgery... I was tired and didn't want to try any longer for fear of stressing baby out.
The ambulance ride was awful... the hiway isn't the smoothest and the ambulance had poor shocks LOL. When they hooked me up to the monitor at the hospital my contractions slowed down to 8 minutes apart and only 30 seconds long... and they were a lot less painful. The OB GYN came and talked to us and explained our options. I told her I wanted to go ahead with the c-section. An hour later I was prepped for surgery. I was riddled with emotions: fear, excitement, thankfulness, etc. Once I was ready, they brought DBF in... he still looked scared. The staff were great and the anesthetist gave me a play by play.... oh yeah... the spinal was soooooooo weird feeling! Anyway, he gave DBF the word that he could look so he could tell me what it was and all he said was "I'm right". It wasn't until my baby boy was in my sight that I started to tear up. I couldn't believe he was hereand we were both ok... his apgar score was 9 They cleaned him up, wrapped him and brought him over so I could see him before they whisked him away and started to stitch me up.
I spent an hour in recovery wondering and replaying the morning in my head. They took me up to my room where DBF and baby were waiting for me.... in pefect timing too because he was hungry. With the help of the nurse, he latched on right away and we ended up having few problems.
Sorry it took me so long to get this here..... you know how it is....