|Posted by christina.baker on December 17, 2014 at 11:35 AM||comments (1)|
Since I wrote Violet's BIrth Story I thought I would also write Lilly's story!
It was just a usual morning for me, and was getting ready to go to work. By this time it was just before 8 am on January 19th 2012. As I was putting on my work pants, I noticed fluid trickling down my leg. I knew immediately that it was my water breaking. I called my husband in the excitement telling him that it was “baby time” this lead to him racing down the stairs of the high rise he was working on and speeding to our home (even though I had told him not to rush since contractions had not started). I called work and said I obviously wouldn’t be coming in today.
Once my husband arrived home we got our bags ready with excitement and headed to the hospital since I was GBS positive it was the protocol. When we got there, we were admitted with weary looks because I was not having any contractions so the hospital staff probably thought I would be wasting their time. They brought me into one of the divided rooms and they did a swab with a test strip to see if it was actually my water breaking. The test came back negative! After a lecture about discharge becoming heavier in the third trimester and asking if it was possibly just me peeing myself we were sent home- so we decided to go out for lunch with my Mom and step Dad. Unfortunately I spent most of my lunch hovering over the toilet because I had a slow leak in my bag of water (I knew deep down that it was ACTUALLY my water that had been leaking). My husband and I went home and we relaxed the rest of the day. By the evening since I was still leaking we decided to go back to the hospital. When we got there we went through the same routine of being admitted and then having the test strip done and it WAS NEGATIVE AGAIN! We were so frustrated by this time that we asked for a doctor to take a look since the nurses were not believing me about the slow leak… We waited and waited and eventually the OB came in with an ultrasound machine and had a look to see what was really going on. He could see that there was still fluid around the baby, so he decided to take a peek inside. When he looked he burst out saying, “There is fluid cascading out of your cervix!” FINALLY we got the truth! It WAS my water that had broken and had been leaking all day. The doctor decided to use the test strip again and after it came back negative (again) they came to the conclusion that the box of testers was FAULTY! So as it turns out I did know my body, and we were admitted to be induced that evening since contractions had still not started and it was almost 7 pm.
We got settled in our room, with the terrible hospital gown and everything. I was immediately hooked up to IV fluids and antibiotics because of the GBS positive result and told to wait for staff so that I can be induced. We waited… and waited… and every few hours the hospital staff would come in and tell me that we had to wait a little longer. Since I couldn’t sleep from excitement and from being in a strange place it was a very long night. Finally at around 8 am the following day we were ready to be induced! So I was all hooked up to the monitors and the tubes everywhere and again, we waited and waited. We did a lot of walking around the halls while sipping gingerale since I was not allowed to eat while in the hospital (and it had been since lunch the day before so I was hungry!). we also sat on the birth ball… I was feeling fine other than really bloated from all the fluids- then all of a sudden around 2 pm contractions started, and they REALLY started! I couldn’t walk or move since the contraction was constant so I asked for the epidural. About an hour later I had the help of my nurse to sit long enough to have the epidural… The first time it was done they tried the ice test and discovered that only half of my body was numb. So again my nurse helped me sit still and the second time seemed to have worked according to the ice test. Unfortunately the epidural caused Lilly’s heart rate to drop and I had oxygen placed on my face, and was forced to roll over side to side. This was also the same time that Erik and my Mom were allowed back into the room and they were welcomed by extra staff rushing into the room, warning bells ringing on all of the machines and me hooked up to oxygen and helped to roll side to side. The look of fear on both of their faces caused me to cry, but thankfully the heart rate returned within normal range and I could relax and have a little rest- so the lights were turned down and I closed my eyes...
I awoke to a feeling of pressure that was inescapable regardless of any position I could squirm into while under the influence of the epidural. Erik and my Mom had just left to grab some coffee while the nurse checked me. She was surprised that I was around 9 cm open! I called Erik and my Mom to come back right away since it the fun would be starting soon. The first thing my Mom said was “whoa, that’s a lot of blood!” and as soon as they came back I was ready to push so we gave it a try. I listened to the nurse when she said take a big breath and push down. I gave a big push then asked how many more times I would have to do that since it was a lot of work! The nurse replied that it can be anywhere from 1-3 hours! I couldn’t believe it! In the movies it only takes 1 or 2 pushes and the baby is out! So it was quite the shock for me! This made me determined to push harder. With the next few pushes the nurse called the doctor and said that they would need her soon but no rush- then with the next push the nurse had to call the doctor back to say that she needed to get here NOW! Once her head was emerged I was told to only do little pushes which was next to impossible because I knew it was almost over… I was also told that they could see lots of dark hair, I couldn’t believe this because I thought that I would have a small bald baby since I didn’t have hair for the first year of my life! I had to look at my mom and ask if the staff were serious because I couldn’t believe it! Finally with the next push she was out. It felt amazing to finally have her out! We didn’t hear any crying right away so she was wisked away to the warmer to have some tests done. Erik was able to watch everything being done and even got a little woozy when the placenta was coming out. Unfortunately in my case it was torn (probably from the doctor pulling on the cord to hurry things along) so this made Erik quite dizzy. My Mom saw this and told him to watch Lilly. Finally Lilly was placed on my chest while I had a few stitches done. She looked directly into my eyes and held my hand and from that moment on I felt unconditional love for the little bundle in my arms.
|Posted by christina.baker on November 2, 2014 at 2:15 PM||comments (0)|
I felt my first strong contraction just as I had laid down to go to sleep. My husband and I laid there for about 40 min trying to figure out what to do- should I shower now or do I follow my plan of taking tylenol and gravol and try to sleep through early labour… We were also so excited at the though of labour starting! Even though I had been having tightening sensations, This was finally the real deal! I was in bed about to sleep by 12 am. This lasted for about 45 min since the surges were getting stronger and waking me up. So I got out of bed, woke up Erik and called my Mom and doula to come join me. By this time contractions were still about 10 min apart and I was managing well just puttering around and relaxing. I found I was very uncomfortable if I was standing so every time a contraction would come I would have to sit down. The birth ball was preferable because I could move my hips and moan- I was a big fan of the low moaning. At one point all I wanted to do was lay down- but sitting at least allowed my husband, doula and mother to rub my back which again I thought I would want a lot more of… but touch was getting more and more annoying because things starting getting a little more intense...
I can remember sitting on the birth ball in front of Erik who was sitting on the couch holding my hand surge after surge as they got more and more intense… my doula was behind me providing counter pressure and in between contractions as she started suggesting that I call my midwife and birth photographer. I didn’t think that I was that far along. The surges were intense and strong but I allowed my body to do the work and I gave in to it- they didn’t seem that long and I felt great in the time in between! It also felt like the time in between the surges lasted FOREVER! So in my mind I wasn’t really that progressed through labour. I was a little annoyed though that I couldn’t lay down and relax because I was tired since contractions started right as I was going to bed- but I was having fun… the excitement knowing my baby was finally coming to me and the satisfaction of knowing I was allowing my body to do what it was meant to do naturally was worth it to me. The rest of the birth went really fast and was very blurry… My hypno-birthing CD played in the background as all members of my support team showed up- waiting patiently until they were needed.
Eventually, both my midwife and doulas were suggesting that I should get into the birth tub. They did have to suggest it a few times because I still didn’t think I was that close. It was as if time had stood still and each contraction just seemed to pass and blend into the next one… The time in between surges felt amazing and made up for the work my body was doing. Finally I gave in- I threw off the dress I was wearing and got into the tub… The water was amazing! The second I was submerged into the water there was about an eight minute break in between contractions… It felt so nice. Then contractions started coming again and I was able to hold on to both of my doulas while Erik was at my back pouring water over me and rubbing my back. The sound of the water and being in the tub was so relaxing. I could hear that I was starting to moan louder- and sometimes when the contractions lasted a little longer than I would have liked, I was amazed with my body because the next surges that flooded over were almost too easy. It was as if my body said ”whoa that one was a little too strong- lets dial it back!” and my body listened! At one point mid contraction I can remember feeling a pop inside of me and then feeling Violet’s head lower about an inch and a half. It was a very strange and amazing feeling and it caused me to reach between my legs to feel if she was about to fall out! It occurred to me that this was my water breaking- although at this point I was so focused inward that I could not form words to speak. Eventually I could feel her head start to emerge. When her head was out I could hear the midwife telling me to try and hold off on pushing which felt almost impossible because I knew I was so close and wanted to hold my baby in my arms… It also felt like I had no choice but to push since that’s what my body had decided to do. I could feel her entire head outside of my body and I could feel her beautiful hair waiving in the water. At next contraction I could hear Heidi say “now grab your baby” and so I reached under the water and grabbed my baby while simultaneously leaning back on to my husband. I had never been so relieved and happy in my life. I was finally holding this adorable baby in my arms. The same one that I had felt inside for 39 weeks. Erik was able to cut the cord once it had fully stopped pulsing. Since we were waiting for the placenta we thought it would be best to do while waiting on the couch. My baby right away started showing the signs of baby lead latching! She was looking around, opening her mouth, licking her lips, then started rooting towards my breast. Since I am rather top heavy I did have to help her out a little and she latched and nursed perfectly!
The birth was over and everyone helped me settle into bed with my baby. Erik was racing around cleaning up the house and the birth tub with one of the doulas and calling everyone on the list while I was upstairs skin to skin with Violet. Each day I look back on how much easier this birth was since it was at home- there was no bag packing or transporting to and from the hospital. My support team made sure that the house was cleaned up, I was fed and tucked in with my baby and even that the laundry was done! I trusted that my body knew what to do and had a beautiful, relaxing home water birth.