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May 27th, 2005, 08:44 AM
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Now that most of us are showing we're bound to start getting the horror stories from those miserable people who aren't content until they spread their misery by scaring expecting moms.

What do people think about maybe having a place where the veteran moms can share stories of births that went well and weren't really all that bad? Not to raise unrealistic expectations, but to share and emphasize the positive?

Good idea or bad idea?
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May 27th, 2005, 09:06 AM
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I like that idea...I need all the positive images I can get!
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Fabulous IDEA!!! I guess I'll go first. I have had it all so I'll just share the two good ones. LOL

My first baby I was over due so from when contractions started to the time I had him was 3 hours and 35 minutes. WONDERFUL labor, unmedicated, had a small episiotomy but the labor and delivery were relatively easy. The only complication I had was my blood pressure.

2nd baby - for another thread LOL

3rd baby - induction for blood pressure, went like a BREEZE!!!! Started pitocin about 9:30 am broke my water at 11:30 am, opted for epi about 12:30 pm and delivered her at 3:30. WONDERFUL WONDERFUL WONDERFUL delivery. No tears, no epsiotomy. I was well rested from the epidural. I have to say this was my most FAVORITE birth so far. No complications, nothing out of the oridnary. It was WONDERFUL!!!
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May 27th, 2005, 10:36 AM
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Great idea .. being a first time mom, I'm really nervous about labor and delivery .. good stories will help me think positive
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May 27th, 2005, 10:53 AM
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Sounds like a good idea to me. As it is I read all the birth stories on the other DDC boards.
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May 27th, 2005, 11:29 AM
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Glad you like the idea. I'll get my 2 good ones in order to post soon. But I have to mow the grass this afternoon. We've had so much rain it looks like a hayfield.
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May 27th, 2005, 12:00 PM
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Fantastic! I had a very good experience

I was due July 27th and my lovely doctor saw that I was in no way gonna wait two weeks for an induction LOL so she had me come in Thursday the 30th. I got there early and waited for my Doc who came in and ruptered my bag of waters to see if that would bring on labor (about 8am) when it did not do anything we started pictocin at 10am, by the afternoon the contractions were becoming stronger and uncomfortable so I opted for some drugs (nubane) which left me high as a kite apparently as I had my DH and sister in stitches laughing so hard! when the Nubane wore out after a few more hours I was waiting for my epidural. Now I will say that from the time the drug wore off to the epidural it was unpleasant (not horrible) just it went from not feeling the contractions as much to feeling them alot. But that was only like 15 mins. Got my epidural and it was niceeeeeeeeeee LOL It allowed me to get some much needed rest. When I woke up I felt like I had to "go" and not number one LOL TMI but that is apparently how it is like for alot of people. So my sister got the nurse and she checked me. yep I was ready to go, this was about 6:30-6:45pm, I was wheeled into delivery and pushed until my baby girl was born at 8:10pm! I had an episiotomy since Elle's head would not cone and I was in danger of tearing at the front badly, which at the time Dr told me that it was worse then the back. I did not feel a thing. I was in the delivery room recovering for about an hour and began nursing. Then I was wheeled to post partum where I stayed until Saturday morning when I went home. BTW in post partum ward they took babies first pics and showed me how to give a sponge bath until the cord dried up and fell off. Elle also roomed in with me and only left for a couple hours the second night so I could rest and for her bloodwork. I really like the rooming in concept as I did not want to spend a second away from her

So I think that went well LOL Especially for those who are already planning a medicated birth as I had done. I have no pain tolerance and I made it through just fine with the help I mean I even want to do this again LOL
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May 27th, 2005, 12:44 PM
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Just an FYI if you want to check it out. There is a birth stories subforum in the labor & delivery forum.
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May 27th, 2005, 01:41 PM
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I don't talk about my first birth to first timers because, due to a set of circumstances that don't happen to one woman in 1000, it was long and difficult. Not intolerable, and it had its good points, but its not something a first timer needs on her mind.

My second birth was probably the best. I had had false labor every night in the month of November and, being 2 weeks late, I was scheduled for an induction the Friday after Thanksgiving. In the wee hours of Thanksgiving morning -- about 2am or so -- I woke up to go to the bathroom and realized that I couldn't get back to sleep because those contractions were real. After I timed them for a little while I woke DH and called the HMO's 24 hour line. Since the previous birth had taken so long we expected a liesurely labor. I was told to take a warm bath to ease the back labor and to expect to come to the hospital midmorning.

I was having a comfortable soak when I needed to throw up. While throwing up during a series of contractions (I always throw up in labor -- my sister did too), I noticed a puddle under me that wasn't just dripping bathwater. SO we figured the membranes had broken. THe HMO policy was to go to the hospital immediately if the waters broke so we called in again and called my best friend, who was going to be my second labor coach. My MIL was already up so I kissed DS#1 and we headed out for the long drive to the hospital.

By now the contractions were pretty severe and the car is a bad place to be during back labor. I was coping though -- the patterned Lamaze breathing doesn't do much for me but I have a different pattern of deep breathing and relaxation that copes with most of it. AS we got nearer the hospital I did start to lose it because I really NEEDED counterpressure on my spine for the back labor. I have to admit I was whimpering at that point but I knew that if I could just get out of hte car and into a suitable position I'd be back on top of things again.

We finally got there and when they did the admitting exam I proved to be 9 cm dialated! No wonder the car had been so hard on me -- it was transition labor, which is the worst and most uncontrollable part.

They rushed me up to the LDRP room without even pausing to let DH use counterpressure during the contractions and I got into my gown and finally got to get into a position that ws good for counterpressure and which let me get back into a reasonable semblence of control. My CNM had time to get out of her street clothes and my best friend arrived to set up my music and to spell DH on the counterpressure.

About as soon as the CNM was dressed I was given the green light to push since I was fully dialated. I'd asked for the squatting bar but there wasn't enough time so I manuvered myself into a position that felt good -- very, very upright. I had to brace myself with my hands behind me and with DH and my best friend each holding an ankle so I wouldn't slip.

I had no particular urge to push but was able to do directed pushing. As the baby's head crowned they realized that my membranes never had broken. THe puddle was because I'd lost control of my bladder while throwing up during a contraction. So, the CNM broke the membranes, I had the urge to push, and the baby was born in just a couple pushes. A GIRL! It was 6am -- a 4 hour labor.

This birth, despite the car part, was very peaceful. There was nobody there except DH, my best friend, the CNM, and one nurse. Since I didn't have any meds I didn't have to have any extra people hanging around and there was no fussing about monitors, etc. -- just the handheld doppler and the CNM's skilled hands.

After the birth I got to hold the baby and nurse her a little before she needed to get cleaned up. About that time I'd delivered the placenta and was in need of the toilet. It badly startled the nurse (who was already flustered because the CNM had waved off the routine pitocin shot because I was nursing), when the CNM let me get out of bed to stretch my hips and walk to the bathroom.

I didn't have an episiotomy and did tear just a tiny bit -- not enough to even put a stitch into. It healed ever so much faster than the episiotomy I had with my first.

I would have gotten out on the HMO's 12 hour release option and been home for a late Thanksgiving dinner except that DH and my MIL both came down with a stomach bug. I said that they should stay in the hospital and let me go home but I had to stay until the next morning instead. LOL

I won't pretend that it doesn't hurt but IMO the pain is quite manageable -- as long as you are able to shift position to get the baby off the sore spots. One book I've read suggests that one of the reasons that a severe backache is one of the possible side effects of an eipidural is that you don't have that discomfort to signal you to change position and get the baby off the sensitive areas. The hard part is transition. I do tend to lose control there for a little bit and I do yell some. But it passes quickly and I get back in control for the actual birth.

Its silly, but what always scares me is crowning. Its less painful than the contractions, but its a different feeling -- a burning sensation. I always need a couple deep breaths and the midwife's massage to get me past that moment. But its so cool to be able to reach down and touch the baby's head.
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I think I'm just going to post my birth story on a new topic because I want peole to read it and with all of these other long ones I don't think.To the person that started please don't get mad I just really want people to read mines.Guess I'm just a big baby. Hope you understand.
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never mind I feel like I'm disrespecting the person that wrote it.
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Why wouldn't they read yours? That is what the thread is for LOL
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Grace's was an unmedicated 18 hr labor and hospital birth with an obstetrician. Grace was born at 37 weeks 2 days, and she was my first baby.

I had just gone to see my OB for what I thought was the last time on Wednesday, and had gotten an ultrasound. I told her that I would be leaving her because of insurance issues (which was true, though deeper than the insurance issues was the ideology difference we seemed to have). She was disappointed, gave us a copy of some things in our files and told me to have my midwife's office call hers for other documents to be faxed before my next appointment. The ironic thing is that I had an appointment with the midwife scheduled at 2:30 p.m. on Thursday, and I had asked the question, "I know this is me just being paranoid, but what happens if I go into labor between my appointment with Dr. Carol and my appointment with you ... who is responsible for my care if I have left her but have not yet gotten to you?" She told me until I was in their system at the Birth Center, that Dr. Carol would be responsible. Looks like it wasn't such a paranoid question after all.

Well, at midnight that evening, I had bloody show, thin streaks of red blood in with mucous, though not a big glob of mucous. At 4:30 a.m., I was awakened by a contraction, and my water either broke then or just before. It was not much water, maybe two cups, so I really was not sure it was my water until I started peeing about every three minutes. There was never a big gush of water after the bit in my bed. I tried to rest and sleep, but I was way too anxious for that -- some because I was excited, some because we didn't have any bags packed and most stuff not bought because she was 19 days early. For instance, we don't have a printer, and I had not printed a copy of my birth plan, so I had to write it all out by hand while I was in the early first stages of labor. I needed to pack a bag for baby and a bag for Rob and me, make a list of things we needed and didn't have, etc.

About five hours into labor, my contractions were about 10 minutes apart, and not any more painful than menstrual cramps. I had spent some time in the shower at home, with Robn holding me, mostly with the water on my lower back, and I had some oatmeal for breakfast. We decided to head for the hospital sometime around 10 am. During the ride there, my contractions developed a rhythm and were six to nine minutes apart. After stopping to get soem supplies at WalMartm, we arrived at the hospital right about 11 a.m. and I allowed them to check for dilation, and I was at 5 centimeters. I'd had mixed feelings about being checked for dilation, and the nurses were made aware of that. I asked *to* be checked but never was asked if they could or told that they had to. At 3 p.m., I had progressed to 7 centimeters and was fully effaced. I had walked around my room some, used the rocking chair some, but mostly just laid around finding ways to cope with the pain. Rob was a great labor coach! We had taken Bradley method birthing classes, and he was very aware of the types of relaxation that worked well on me, that I needed lots of caressing and physical touch, and lots of verbal affirmation about how I as doing. He knew to pay attention to my breathing during contractions, and that when I vocalized, I was making low, moaning sounds to stay relaxed. If my voice got high and strained, that was a sign that my cervix was probably not relaxed either! At 5 p.m., my contractions suddenly became much more intense, lasted longer, and were about three minutes apart. I had not noticed much back pain up to that point, but it set in then. My friend Pat (our pastor's wife and an RN), was there with me also, and used her cold hand to put pressure on the area of my back that hurt the most, and it was exactly the relief I needed during the contractions. Rob was busy helping me focus and relax and brushing the hair from my face and being tender.

About 5:30 p.m. I requested to be checked for dilation because of the dramatic change in my contractions. I was found to be at 9 centimeters. I continued to labor like this for another hour or so, and asked to be checked again, and was found to be very nearly fully dilated except for a part of the lip of the cervix. I finally began to feel the urge to push, and I was examined by my OB, who confirmed that I was ready to push. We began a series of pushing for three sets of 10 seconds apiece every time I had a contraction (still three minutes apart). For a while I was told to push, then for a while I was told to just relax. Eventually we got to a point where I was told to push every time, and I think that lasted for about 20 minutes.

I was in pretty rough shape at that point. I had been tired all day and had not wanted to get up and walk to help labor progress any faster and at that point I'm glad I'd done that, because I felt like I didn't have any energy to push at all. I cried and moaned and tried my best to relax between contractions, and every time another one would come, I would wish I'd had more time to rest between them. Pushing was a series of one step forward, two steps back, My OB, Rob and the nurses could see Grace's head come up and go back, crown and then go back in. Finally, Rob convinced me to look in the mirror they had set up so I could see Grace crowning, and that gave me my last bit of incentive to push her out. I gave several primal, groaning deep screams during the last several times to push, simply because that's what it took to get the drive to push her out. It was as if every cell in my body had to become involved in the pushing for me to really do it. It was indeed a whole body experience!

I can look back now and see that the hour I spent doing the 3 sets of ten seconds apiece contractions was actually pretty worthless. I should have been standing up, because what needed to happen was for Grace to lower more into my pelvis, she was very high up, still. At about 8 pm, suddenly, I got this "oh my gosh there's a baby in my birth canal and my body is pushing it out" feeling. So I feel like the real pushing that was worthwhile was only for about 6 minutes. That whole entiure hour before could have been avoided if I had done something like standing through maybe 4 contractions and allowing her to come down into my pelvis!

Grace was born with the umbilical cord tied around her neck once. Dr. Carol quickly unlooped it after telling me to stop pushing for a second. Her Apgar scores were first 8 and then 9, mostly because she wasn't quite pink enough the first time because of the cord. She cried almost immediately after being born, as far as I can remember, though I do think they did some suctioning on her with the little ball suction thing. I had requested that they wait to cut the cord until after it stopped pulsing, and it took no time at all for the placenta to deliver. My uterus seemed to continue to contract and the placenta sort of pushed its way out spontaneously with little help from me.

The OB and hospital staff paid close attention to my birth plan and were able to give us the birth we had hoped for, and we are very blessed and fortunate!

Grace weighed 7 lbs 5 oz, and was 19 3/4 inches long.
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Lily's Home Waterbirth

Lily was born at home with a midwife and a doula in attendance, and her labor was 3 hrs and 45 minutes. She came just a day or two before her due date.

I was in pre-labor for several weeks prior to the actual day Lily was born. I had several days of intermittent contractions, cramping, and pain in the last 3 weeks, resulting in my walking around at about 100% effaced and 4 cm dilated for 12 days. The off and on nature of the preparatory contracting and cramping left me hopeful sometimes and very discouraged other times. Audrey (my midwife) and Sonya (her assistant/doula) did their best to keep my spirits up and encourage me to go about my day to day activities as usual. I kept myself busy running errands, doing laundry, cooking, and washing dishes, last minute nesting activities like organizing the pantry. One never knows when labor will finally set in, but I was prepared for it to be fairly quick, since my body had already done a lot of work. Good thing, because I was blindsided!

Active labor began as I was leaving the grocery store with mom, Grace, and the Thanksgiving turkey, among other things. I’d had about a half dozen Braxton Hicks contractions while we were shopping, over the course of about 35 minutes. They never made me stop and breathe through them, I just noticed they were happening more often than usual. I had also begun to leak fluid that morning, but didn’t think it was my water. I mentioned it to Audrey and she said it was probably the outer membrane of the amniotic sac leaking. After we checked out with the groceries, and I sat in the van, I had a small gush of fluid. Before we left the parking lot, I got my first contraction. They started right off the bat at 3 minutes apart and peaking after about 35-45 seconds. I got in the door to the house and called my midwife, and she and Sonya came over about 45 minutes later. She checked me, the amniotic sac was still intact, and I was dilated to 6 cm or so. I labored on my hands and knees for a while, finding that holding my abdominal muscles tight and arching my back to keep my rear tucked helped alleviate the pain somewhat. Lily had dropped very low already into my pelvis, and my tailbone hurt almost as much as my belly! I was excited about the day finally arriving, and that excitement helped me through a lot of the early contractions. I spent time chatting in my bedroom with Audrey and Sonya while I labored, and I enjoyed the camraderie of women, knowing they knew how I was feeling and I was excited that we were going to share this experience of bringing my baby into the world. I labored on the birthing ball awhile, while Sonya applied counter-pressure to my knees. This helped my tailbone area feel better, and mom was applying a hotpack to my lower back. I could feel the contractions becoming stronger at this point, and I think I started moaning through them while on the ball. I began to get a little frightened even as I let my body labor freely while I vocalized, I suppose because I was really surrendering to the contractions and not holding back. While the act itself seems relaxing and good, the surrendering of the control seemed unnatural to my personality. But I wanted to flow with it, and moaning and swaying seemed to be what came naturally. I finally decided I needed to get brave, and stood through a few contractions, hoping that gravity would help bring baby down more. My first labor had a very long pushing stage that could have ben avoided by standing through several late contractions. I know that gravity does a lot of work, but I also knew the contractions would be more painful then. I stood hanging onto the fridge a while, I was rocking and swaying my hips and moaning through these contractions as well. It was interesting to me that I did not want any physical support, I just wanted pressure and heat on my back, and some gentle encouragement and guidance. I suppose it relates to where I was in labor, that I really wanted to be left alone, since I was listening so intently to what my body wanted.

Rob, Audrey, Sonya, and my mom finished setting up and filling the birth tub in my kitchen, and I decided to get in. Audrey never checked my dilation again, but said later that she suspected I went from 6 to 10 in about a half hour after she got there. She thinks I was probably complete soon after I got in the tub.

I hadn't been in more than about 5 minutes when I started feeling the urge to push, but I tried to hold out for a while... not stopping what my body was doing, but also not pushing. I was on my hands and knees for a while, leaning over the sides of the tub, moaning. Sonya was nearby and would hold my hands as I clenched them through the contraction. Then I got on my bottom in the tub, and sort of lifted my hips up and swayed through the contractions as I moaned. My body started pushing during contractions, and I just went with it, letting my body push sometimes, and helping it by bearing down other times. I started feeling very out of control at that point, even though following my body’s cues was what I wanted. I began to feel like the contractions were overpowering me, and realized that I needed to begin bearing down during the contractions that made my body push. I don’t think I was holding myself back very much from beginning to push, but I do think psychologically I was not ready for the pushing stage. I really didn’t think it was going to come as quickly as it did. Audrey and Sonya knew better, they told me afterward.. simply by the quality of my moaning and the denial I was in about how soon baby would come. The tub, although supportive, does not really give anywhere to bear down, so I asked Rob to get in with me. As soon as he was behind me in the tub, the pushing really started. On the birth video, I can see that I really quieted down and went deep inside. I was expecting to see more tears and maybe even some loud groaning and stuff, because that is how I felt that the pushing stage went. But all my fear and uncertainty during pushing was not apparent on the video. I knew that I could push the baby out, I just kept wishing for a break in the constant pain as the baby came down my birth canal. Lily was humongous, and I was not prepared for how different pushing would be this time. The ring of fire that women talk about as the baby crowns was something I felt for the whole 20 minutes of pushing. I pushed and then stopped to breathe and pant, and then pushed some more. She was like a freight train!!! I was aware when my amniotic sac finally exploded, and announced that to the room, and soon after, Lily’s head was out. Now remember, I am in the birthing pool, and the baby is coming out underwater. I have never felt such relief in my life as when her head emerged! I even leaned my head back on Rob’s chest and said “Oh THANK you” when her head came out. I knew the body was still inside, but I could not imagine that it was going to be more difficult than pushing out the head. Interestingly, all pushing sensation left for a minute or more. I know her head was out and in the water, but without a contraction to tell me to push, I was afraid to just barrel ahead. So I caught my breath and waited for the next surge. It did come, and she was out! From the sound of Audrey’s voice on the video, and her words “The baby’s trying to come out, Jen!”, I think Audrey wanted to let me know I had not pushed the entire baby out in that one push. At the time, all I could do was let her know that I didn’t want to force it. I don’t think Audrey touched me during the entire pushing stage, until she saw Lily crowning, I hve a vague memory of her supporting my perineum during that stage, and then keeping her hand on Lily’s head as I was preparing to push her body out. When a baby comes out underwater, they do not try to breathe, contrary to what you might think. Babies are in amniotic fluid for their stay in the womb, and their oxygen comes from the umbilical cord. So if they come out in water, they are still getting their oxygen from the cord. They will only take that first breaht once they hit air.

Audrey lifted her from the water and handed her to me as soon as she was out. Sonya was quiet in the background, watching and preparing, moving the video camera around, and I have some vague memories of her voice with Audrey’s offering encouragement, praise for my effort, and validation of what I was feeling. When Lily emerged, they were busy gathering the needed items for cord cutting, juice for me, towels for Lily and I, etc. They waited patiently as we had several minutes in the tub together as a family, and gently helped us out afterward.

Lily has been a great joy ever since her arrival. She came into the world in a peaceful way, surrounded by people who love her. I can’t help but believe that it will affect her personality in a positive way. She is very instinctive at nursing, and makes me feel more centered than I ever have as a person.

I can honestly say that I enjoyed every aspect of Lily’s birth. There’s not one thing I would change about it. The long pre-labor was emotionally draining, but encouraged me that I could look forward to a shorter labor than last time. The beginning of labor was what I had expected and emotionally prepared myself for, so I was not terrified of the intensity or the spacing of the contractions from the outset. I was able to labor on my own, at my house, in whatever position I felt most comfortable. I needed only to ask for physical or emotional support, and it was offered without hesitation. Bestof all, I was sitting crosslegged on my bed eating supper while Audrey measured and weighed Lily, and slkept in my own bed that night. Audrey stayed for several hours after the birth, monitoring the baby's temperature and my blood rpessure and the usual things a hospital would do in the few hours just after a birth. I even got to have scrambled eggs and toast the next morning in my own kitchen. No one was treating me like a patient or like I had been through some terribly draining, traumatic event. It was just my mom and my husband and my children. Audrey came back over the following evening to check Lily and I out, and then again in about a week.

Lily's birth weight was 9 lbs 4 oz, and she was 21 3/4 inches long. She was 2 pounds heavier and 2 inches longer than Grace!
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I'll have this moved to the helpful posts subforum. We can't really add anymore tickies right now as we have alot already. :-)
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My labor with Ayden was fine, ended up a c-section though. But the pain wasn't bad enough to really even remember much about. So.. with that said. i will tell you about a mother of one of my clients who just delivered the other week or so ago.


Her labor started, water broke, labor went fast, took 15 minutes to get to the hospital (local band aid shop we call it). Doc who wasn't OB got dressed, the lady pushed for six minutes, and out came baby!!!!! Talk about easy. I think this was her third or fourth. Can't remember for sure.
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My Induction -- Worrisome, but Well-Managed

My 3rd birth was a planned induction. I had had a blood clot and so was on heparin, which gives you a narrow window for the birth. You need to be off the heparin for 6-12 hours but can't stay off more than about 24 hours. And its very risky for a heparin patient to go into labor unexpectedly or to have a C-section. So in this case an induction is scheduled for two weeks ahead of the due date.

I was aprehensive about this because I am quite terrified of needles. The prospect of extended back labor does not bother me nearly so much as having an IV in the whole time does. But it was time to go and the ultrasounds were showing that the placenta was developing calcifications. In addition, the amniotic fluid levels had been rather low for some time, requiring considerable monitoring.

My memories of the first attempt at the induction are sketchy -- they've been overridden by the memories of the actual birth. What I do remember is that my IV catheter was apparently up against a nerve so it was unusually painful and left my hand swollen and sore. And that, to everyone's amazement, I spent over 6 hours on that pitocin drip without the slightest sign of going into labor even though they pushed it to the highest, safe level. When she sent me home my OB said that she'd never had a failed induction in her practice and had never even heard of a failed induction in a multipara. So I went home to wait another week (with intense monitoring of the baby's condition).

Amniotic fluid levels continued to drop (very odd thing -- for a full month I craved canned soup despite the fact that I normally despise it for being too salty to tolerate. I even caught myself eating salt out of the shaker. When I told the OB she said it was probably my body's attempt to retain enough fluid to keep the amniotic fluid level up and to eat what I pleased as long as my blood pressure stayed good). So when I headed to the hospital this time we knew we'd have a baby one way or another.

Again I had trouble with my great fear -- the IV. The first one "blew out" and so I had to have a second one inserted. This left me a mess and gave the nurse the false impression that I wasn't going to be a good coper and wasn't properly prepared for the birth. But after I got myself together and she looked over my birth plan she told me some funny stories about when she worked at a big Marine base and how the tougher the Marine the more likely he was to freak out or even pass out when confronted with a needle. LOL

I had the prostaglandin gel on my cervix and a slow pitocin drip at first. The contractions were no more than my usual Braxton-Hicks and I was able to have a good talk with my nurse about labor strategies and options for positions. She was a big fan of the birthing ball, which sounded interesting. I also talked with her about my curiosity about what early labor was like since in my two previous births I either didn't have early labor or slept through it.

After the pit was increased and the contractions began to get a little more frequent and regular (still not proper labor though), the monitor showed some problems. Apparently the umbilical cord was being squeezed too much -- probably due to insufficient amniotic fluid. This called for a consultation with the OB. I was barely dialated but we discovered that if I lay on my left side the monitor traces became normal. So much for my plans for an upright labor. We decided that the best way to deal with this was to have me lay on my left side (they did let me up to use the toilet), and try to get me dialated enough to get a tube in so they could add saline and allow the birth to proceed normally.

Of course this was worrisome, but I had complete confidence in my OB's skill and judgement and I found the steady sound of the monitor reassuring. This was where my planning of back-up options on my birth plan came in. I had known that I might not be in position for an optimal birth due to the ongoing medical problems so I'd been able to prepare mentally and emotionally. DH was a source of strength and my nurse was both caring and competant.

Around 2pm I was still showing no signs of going into labor, again with the pitocin pushed to the maximum. I had not dialated enough to get the tube in and we faced the prospect of a C-section because this time it would not be safe to send us home for more waiting. The OB talked over the various options. She explained the heightened risks of a C-section for a woman in my position with the blood clot, heparin, etc. and the relative risk of delaying the birth much longer. She ordered a bleeding test to determine how well I was clotting at that time and a blood type test to make sure of things if I needed a transfusion. We also decided that if I did end up with a C-section I would be under general anesthesia because I'd used up my needle-courage on the bad IVs -- she didn't want me traumatized to the point of having problems bonding with the baby.

At this point it probably doesn't sound like a good birth story but its hard to convey how we were staying on top of everything emotionally and how we were confident that we'd evaluated all the options and made the best choices possible in the circumstances. There was no guilt and no blame -- things were happening that were beyond anyone's control and we were picking our way over the rocky ground as carefully as could be done with all the risks fully explained and managed. We had to accept that this was not likely to be a dream birth like my DD's birth, but we knew we were all doing our best and believed that we'd be getting a healthy baby and a healthy mom out at the end of it because we were recieving the best of care.

The bleeding test showed that my clotting time was acceptable and the baby's monitor tracings were good as long as I lay on my left side so it was decided that the OB would do the C-section after her office hours were over. Once that decision was made, about 3 pm, I felt sleepy and decided to take a nap. After I went to the bathroom the nurse had to adjust the monitor belt and sort of bounced my belly. Strangely, just as she did that -- between one contraction and the next -- I went from not being in labor at all to doubling up in surprize at the intensity of my first, hard labor contraction. Apparently, I had not slept through it before. I simply do not have the early labor stage at all!

My labor was short and very intense. Because I couldn't move off my left side I was unable to use positioning to cope with the pain. And it was painful -- especially since it was so sudden and so rapid that I didn't have time to apply labor-coping techniques between contractions. I was quite out of control for a while and felt like I was being torn open forcefully. My OB was called and my nurse called more nurses to assist since she was fully involved in helping me through the unexpectedly rapid progression of labor.

I asked if there was something that could take the edge off the pain so I could get myself under control and apply my coping techniques more effectively. However, things were moving so rapidly that there was nothing available that would act fast enough and last a short enough time. Good thing was that I was prepared for an unmedicated birth both intellectually and emotionally so that while I felt out of control and did a lot of yelling* I hadn't completely lost it. Again, its hard to convey how this could be a good birth, but I still had the feeling that I was in this by choice and that everything was working out well even it not exactly according to plan or preference.

After the transition stage was over I was able to get myself back in more control and apply some relaxation techniques. As my OB arrived and I approached 10cm dialated I was allowed to come upright for the birth into a higher than usual semi-sitting position. There is just no explaining how much difference it makes to be upright. Its just how birth was meant to be and everything simply works better and hurts less when you can move upright. There was a small rim of undialated cervix left and, since there had been no time to add more fluid, it was necessary for the OB to manually dialate this last bit in the interests of a swift birth -- important now that I was in a less friendly position for the cord compression problem. I'll be honest -- that is excruciating. But it only lasts one contraction and I breathed (and yelled), through it.

That done, I had an uncontrollable and wonderful urge to push. I can't begin to describe the sheer satisfaction I felt in the pushing this time. Especially not after having to do almost all the pushing without any urge the last time. Some people compare pushing to a bowel movement, but its more like sex in reverse to me. It only took 2 or 3 pushes to bring the head to crowning. I was asked not to push after that but it was like asking the sun not to rise or the tide not to come in. A last push birthed the head and the entire body in one swoop. Our second son was put on my belly and, after the cord stopped pulsing, my DH cut him free.

I don't remember delivering the placenta though I do remember the OB showing me the calcifications that were the sign of it going bad and the need for urgency in getting the little guy into the world. I had some internal tearing from the fast pushing that required some stitching, but I didn't have a moment's trouble in the healing -- of all the births so far these tears healed the fastest and the most painlessly.

We had an unexpected issue with them insisting on taking the baby to the nursery for his exam. He wet himself on the way down the hall, ended up chilled, and had to stay under warming lights. Being separated from me and unable to nurse his blood sugar dropped and he had a glucose bottle. I will be more forceful this time about bedside care only because if he'd been on my body and at my breast neither would have happened.

Again I shocked everyone by first insisting that I get up to use the bathroom (btw -- if you have chronic constipation in your 3rd trimester insist on an enema early in the process. While the nurses will keep you clean its an unpleasant distraction if your rectum isn't empty as the birth occurs), and then insisting on walking down to the nursery. I wasn't the least bit weak and was hardly bleeding so I got my way in the end. I retrieved my baby and we snuggled up together to sleep and get to know each other while DH went home to get the older kids so they could meet their little brother.

I hoped for a 12 hour release, but I ended up with a 24 hour release -- a little longer actually because the OB had an emergency C-section and couldn't get to me on time. I felt grateful and blessed that we'd managed this difficult and risky situation without a C-section and with both of us in good health. Its a testament to what planning and considering back-up options can do because despite so many problems we never lost control and or decisions taken out of our hands. And, IMO,
being able to make informed decisions is the very definition of a good birth.

*Yelling, complaining, and otherwise verbally venting is part of my coping routine. If I had to labor silently I would not be so accepting of the discomfort. That's just how I am -- screaming doesn't mean uncontrollable agony, its just how I ride through the pain and let it out my mouth. LOL
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