Posts Tagged ‘birth story’

Alan Christopher Mizzell

Monday, March 26th, 2012 by by

So much has happened since I last posted. We bought a home! Our moms came out to visit (at the same time, and they finally met for the first time!), and we had our 5th child – Alan Christopher Mizzell. This is his birth story.

Alan was supposed to come on February 8th. Even though I wasn’t due until March 4th, my doctor wanted to induce me early because of the complications that can come with delivery and having Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome. He was leaving town on vacation on the 9th and wouldn’t be back until the 22nd. All of my kids, except Anastasia, were born prior to 38 weeks, and he wasn’t sure I’d make it until the 22nd, when I’d be 38 weeks 3 days. However, to induce in Nebraska prior to 39 weeks, you have to have an amnio that confirms lung maturity.

To prepare for the delivery, we had our moms come out and visit. They had never met each other before, and we thought this would be a great time to finally meet! The plan was for Chris’s mom to care for Anthony and David during delivery (we’d take Charlie and Anastasia with us), and for my mom to be in the delivery room since she’s never seen me give birth before. I began having a lot of bloody show around the 5th of February, and my husband and mom were both convinced I wasn’t even going to make it to my induction.

On the 8th, we all went to my MFM doctor for my amnio. Oh my goodness, that was painful! My MFM rocked it out, and it went very quickly, but as soon as the needle was inserted in my uterus I slightly shifted and ended up contracting around the needle. It burned after that. Afterwards, they have to monitor you for an hour to make sure you aren’t going into labor and that the baby isn’t in distress. Alan was not happy. His heart rate was in the 200′s and stayed there for about half an hour before it finally came down and stayed down. The results came back that his lungs were not mature. We found out at my OB appointment that afternoon that his numbers were only 19, and they need 40′s to 50′s to be considered mature. He was REALLY not ready. I was upset, but I didn’t want him to come if he wasn’t ready.

I felt really bad for Chris’s mom. She had wanted to come out at the end of February, but I convinced her to come out earlier so she could meet my mom. (more…)


Another Campbell Has Arrived! The Birth Story of Baby Snowflake

Wednesday, January 11th, 2012 by by

‘Baby Snowflake’ is our little “drama” queen! She really knows how to play tricks on her mommy! After 2 bouts of false labor, she finally decided to come at the last minute before 2011 was over – our New Year’s Eve baby!

Here is the full story of her birth:

On Saturday, Christmas Eve – the day before my due date – I started having contractions about 7 minutes apart around 1pm. The night before, I had been having contractions on and off, which really hindered my ability to get a good night’s rest. Friday morning, I nested like crazy, cleaning the whole house thinking baby would be here soon. Daddy C was feeling sick, like he might have the flu, which made me even more anxious. Between all the cleaning, I tried to feed us all good, nutrient dense foods and supplements to ward off the sickies. By 1pm, the contractions had returned with regularity. I went on a walk, and they got stronger and closer together. I decided to call the midwives and tell them to come at 4:30pm. Daddy C took Peanut to a relative’s house just in case, and the midwives arrived around 5:30pm, by which time the contractions were now coming 5 minutes apart. They were not really painful though, and since I had back labor with Peanut, I wasn’t sure if this was just what regular labor contractions felt like. (more…)

Quincy Jane’s Birth Story

Saturday, April 30th, 2011 by by

You know the part where life gets so good that you have to pinch yourself over and over to make sure it’s real?  I’m there.  All the pieces of the puzzle seem to have come together, and I am as content, happy, and complete as I’ve ever been – which has left me savoring every moment and putting off blogging about any of it!  But, here we are on her due date, and she’s already 15 days old, so it seems an appropriate time to add the story of her origins to the blog.  Let me start at the beginning.

I went in for my 37 week appointment on April 4th wondering how much progress all of the contractions I’d been having had made.  Quincy was so low, it seriously felt like she could pop out unannounced at any moment.  I was crossing my fingers (and legs) that she’d wait until my mom arrived on Thursday, but all signs were pointing to “any moment now.”  In fact, I even snapped this picture of my belly before I left the house, thinking it could be the last belly shot…and a shot of my gloriously unswollen feet!  It was a first (more…)

The adorable reason I haven’t posted

Wednesday, March 2nd, 2011 by by



Deuce is here!

Sunday, February 20th, 2011 by by

One of my big concerns with the pregnancy was the thought of going into labor. How would I know it was time? What would it really be like? Given that I was induced with Junior, I didn’t know what to expect this time around.

On Monday (at 36w2d pregnant), I had an OB appt. I told him about my increased discharge, changes in Braxton-Hicks (BH), among other lovely things. He said he guessed I had 1-2 weeks left before the baby would arrive. I was excited, but I didn’t put too much stock into that idea.

Two days later, Junior and I spent the morning with some friends at a play date. While we were there, I noticed a couple of contractions, but blew them off as BH. We went home and I got ready for work. Again, a few contractions, and even though they were stronger, I ignored them. At 2:30, I hopped in the car and headed off for work.

While I was driving, I noticed that they got much stronger and started glancing at the clock with each one. They were 3-4 minutes apart. I drove the 35 minutes to work, trying to convince myself that it was nothing. I was about half an hour early for work, so I decided to go out and take a quick walk first. They kept coming 3-4 minutes apart and got stronger, so I went into work and told my boss I was officially starting maternity leave!

I drove to my mom’s house a few blocks away and called Hubs. I told him that it would probably fizzle out, but that he should go ahead and pack bags for DS and I (because, of course, I hadn’t done them yet!). My mom and I went for another walk, and the contractions just kept coming. After 45 minutes or so, I couldn’t talk through most of them. I called Hubs and told him to meet us at my mom’s, and we’d figure out where to go from there. I called my doula and told her I was in labor and would call her with more info later.

I called my doctor’s office. Even though my contractions didn’t exactly hurt (except in my lower back), they’d been going for more than 2 hours at 3-4 minutes apart. They said I should go to L&D. Hubs, Junior, my mom, and I all headed off. They hooked me up to monitors for a while first and they were off the charts, so I was SURE there had to be some good cervical change. Nope. 1cm/70%. (more…)

My perspective: Gabby’s Birth Story – Alternatively titled: My Daughter is Amazing

Thursday, December 23rd, 2010 by by

If you follow me on Twitter you probably know lots of this already, but read on anyway.

Sarah had her last prenatal appointment on Tuesday, December 14th.  December 14th is her original due date, but an early ultrasound pushed her back to December 22nd.  Sarah was close to 5cm dilated on Tuesday and 100% effaced. Dr. Yeshnik had previously discussed with Sarah that he was going to be going away starting on Thursday and would not be back till the following Monday.  He said that since she had dilated so far on her own with virtually no contractions, he could schedule her for an induction on December 15th or she could take her chances and possibly end up having an on-call doctor deliver her.  Since she had never met any of the other doctors, she chose the induction.  I know there is a lot of controversy about scheduled inductions and I’m not going to debate it; I’m just telling Sarah’s story.

Sarah arrived at the hospital at 7:00 a.m. on Wednesday, December 15th.  By 8, she was comfortably situated in her room and waiting for Dr. Y to make his appearance.  The house doctor checked her at 8:30 and there had been no change since the previous night.  They started the IV Pitocin about that time.  She had a few contractions after that, but nothing too painful yet.  At 9:30, Dr. Y came in and broke her water and told her that the anesthesiologist would be in to discuss the possibility of having an epidural, but he told her that it was iffy because of her platelet count.  It turns out that her platelets were at 89 and they won’t give an epidural to anyone under 90.  Sarah was only going to be allowed IV pain meds.  I felt horribly for her because I’ve had labors augmented by Pitocin and I know how bad contractions are with it.

By 10:15, the contractions were coming pretty steady but Sarah was managing the pain pretty well.  By 10:30, she had about had all she could take and asked for some Nubain for pain.  They were having some trouble picking up Gabby’s heartbeat on the external monitor so they had the house doctor come in to insert the internal monitor.   (more…)

Sam’s Birth Story

Friday, December 17th, 2010 by by

This is Sam’ birth story, and it is going to be long. I know, maybe unnecessarily so, but I am so upset by some of the things that happened that I just want to get them out so they stop bothering me so much. There may also be an unhealthy amount of information about the state of the hospital cuisine. Hey, I need to raise awareness of this horrible plight!

Warning: This post may contain graphic details and photos – of hospital food. Do not read if you have a weak stomach!

I went for an elective c-section this time. It was not a decision I made lightly. It was a decision I agonised over for a long time. I have M.E./CFS (Chronic fatigue syndrome) and this has affected my previous labours. With my eldest, I went through 24 hours of labour and my muscles stopped working so I couldn’t push. I ended up with an emergency C-section. My birth experience was horrible and going through both labour and a major operation left me with a severe relapse that lasted months. I spent much of Angelica’s first months stuck in bed and it really affected my bond with her in the early days.

With Natasha I went through over 25 hours of labour. My muscles stopped working again and I could not push. They started prepping me for a c-section but one person on the medical team wanted to try ventouse (suction) first and, amazingly, Natasha was born by suction-assisted VBAC. Because I had only been through labour and not a section as well my health was far better afterwards and I recovered quickly.

During this pregnancy I started to suffer a severe relapse. It actually started before my pregnancy. When I lost Daisy I had complications and lost a lot of blood which triggered the start of the relapse. I then had a couple of really nasty viruses and full-on flu – the flu coincided with finding out I was pregnant with Sam (on April Fool’s Day – oh man, never announce your BFP on April fool’s day, I spent the whole pregnancy terrified people thought it was some kind of joke.) and I just went downhill from there.

The last couple of months before Sam arrived I was housebound a lot of the time, and when I did go out I couldn’t go far. By the end of the pregnancy I couldn’t walk some days and I had absolutely no strength in my body. I knew if I went through labour I would not be able to push and would probably end up with a c-section again. The thought of (more…)


Avelina’s Birth Story

Tuesday, October 26th, 2010 by by

(Sorry for the long wait for this posting)

My due date was Saturday, August 28, 2010. On Sunday morning, August 29th, at 1am my water broke. Unfortunately, I thought I had peed myself from a weak bladder so I did not take the leakage seriously and returned to bed after clean up. I woke up Sunday morning around 9am and informed my hubby while he started to make breakfast about my “accident”. He asked if I had called the Birth Center and as I was telling him I had no other labor signs so I must have peed myself I started to feel some cramping. The “cramping” felt very faint, just a slight discomfort; thus, I wasn’t really concerned about it at first. Until that very moment, I had never experienced any of the symptoms that you learn about to inform you that your body is about to go into labor (i.e. cramping, burst of energy, loss of mucus plug, water breaking, etc.). I told my hubby, my mother, and my hubby’s father (mom and my F.I.L. were visiting for the weekend) that I was going to lay down for a while so I can time the “cramping” as per hubby’s request. To my surprise, the “cramping” was consistent and were 4 minutes apart; thus, I was having contractions, right? Hubby insisted I call the Birth Center and inform them about what had happened early this morning and my current symptoms, just to be on the safe side. After talking to a midwife it was decided that I grab my hospital bag and head down to the Center to determine if my bag of waters had in fact been broken.

I was convinced that this was a false alarm but gathered my things anyway. Hubby and I made our way to the (more…)

Isabella is here!

Monday, August 16th, 2010 by by

So, it has been more than two weeks since my last *real* blog post… I thought maybe it was fitting that today, I post my birth story. Tomorrow, Izzy will be two weeks old – nursing like a champ, wearing her cloth diapers at home, snuggling in her wrap carrier while we’re out… I feel very special to have a little girl who took to my crunchiness so easily!

Without further delay, here is Isabella’s birth story… I actually wrote this our first day at home, so all of the details are fresh in my memory.

As you all probably remember, she hadn’t turned or dropped before I went into labor. My water broke some time early Tuesday morning (between 2 and 10, but it was a leak so we aren’t sure…) and I started having contractions around 5AM. At first I was convinced it was bad gas pain or more prodromal labor, but by 7AM I realized that the pains were coming at regular intervals so I decided to get up and start timing them. Contrax were about 3 minutes apart, and lasting about 30 seconds each. I woke hubbster up (more…)

Emersyn Lily-May’s birth story

Friday, July 30th, 2010 by by

Wednesday 16th June, at 7am I arrived at the hospital for my elective repeat cesarean. I was taken up to the birthing suite, where they monitored Emersyn’s heartbeat for a couple of minutes, and the midwife who was looking after me did some paperwork. I met with the obstetrician who would be performing my cesarean, and soon after that the anaesthetist came in and introduced himself to me. He had to put my IV in, and that was a bit of a mission – he attempted once in my hand and it didn’t work – and after he removed the cannula, I had a big amount of blood come out of my hand, and land all over his pants & the floor. I hoped it wasn’t a sign of things to come!

9.30am the obstetrician came and told me it was time! We walked down the corridor, to where the operating theatres were, and it was then that it dawned on me – I was having a baby – VERY soon! My sister was going in with me, and had to wait in the corridor, until they had put my spinal in – I gave her a big hug & in I went. As soon as I was in there, the tears came to my eyes, and I felt very overwhelmed – but in an excited way. The OR staff all introduced themselves, they seemed very relaxed and like nice people, so it helped to keep me somewhat calm.

When they put the spinal in, my midwife held my hands & talked to me – I guess to take my mind of the discomfort of the spinal. It didn’t really hurt as such, but it wasn’t something I’d want to do everyday! It felt like it took forever to get administered, but it was probably only a couple of minutes. Once it was in (more…)