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Nickiechan
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My Med-Free Hospital Birth Story with PIP
Nickiechan
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I had my 39 week appointment on Tuesday Feburary 25th at 2:20pm. They asked if I wanted an internal and if I would like to have my membranes stripped. I agreed since I was in a lot of pain with my hips and pelvis due to Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction. My midwife was shocked when she checked me and was very concerned of how far I was from the hospital. I was currently 5 cm dilated and 90% effaced and Baby was at station 0. My midwife said she would do the strip, however I wouldn’t need it since she said I was already in active early first stages of labor. She also gave me the option to have them break my water at Labor & Delivery, but I denied it. After my appointment I called my Doula who had a birth the previous night. My mom and I decided to do one lap around the local mall. At this time they were around 6 to 7 minutes apart, but not consistent. I got Chinese food at the food court to take home and I decided that my parents should take DS. Went home and enjoyed the Chinese food and listen to Above & Beyond. After a bit I felt like I needed to lay down. They jumped up to 8 to 9 minutes apart and still not constant. Very manageable with breathing and envisioning myself riding a wave or riding an elevator up and up.
After laying down for about a half hour I decided I wanted breakfast. So we made hash browns and eggs. We decided that we would leave for the hospital around 10:00pm. We got there at 10:30 and I was 6 ½ cm dilated and 90% effaced. On my birth wishes I asked to deny a heplock. I went over this request with 3 of the midwifes in my practice and all of them where fine with it. The only midwife that I didn't speak to about this request was the one that was on call that night and she was requesting that I get one. She tried to make me feel it was rude for the nurses to deny one. I was waiting for my Doula to discuss options because I didn’t want to be rude, but with DS’s birth they busted a blood vessel and I was in constant pain from that and it was just an annoyance. That midwife came back into our room to inform me that the OB on call said “What is the fun in that. If she needs one we will be able to get one in” so she said it was ok. I felt a lot of relief for that. From there on out I was given the other midwife on call, who was one of the ones I spoke to about my request to deny a heplock. The midwife and nurses pretty much lefts us alone. My Doula showed up and our professional photographer. I have to say my Doula was worth her weight in gold. She was worth EVERY SINGLE penny I spent on her. It really made me wish I would have invested in one when I gave birth to my son. Contractions were absolutely manageable with her help.
Around 2am I started to go into transition. I was shaking very badly and it was becoming more difficult to get through the contractions. The midwife came in to check and I was 8 cm and 95% effaced. So we labored more on the toilet. That was my favorite place. The contractions were bearable, but the shaking was annoying. My Doula know exactly what to say and where to touch to keep me calm, relax and tension away. I never got in that pain-fear-tension cycle like I did with my son’s birth.
Around 3am I started to get very tired. Not exhausted, just tired and wanted to sleep. I also kept saying to my Doula I was scared. I don’t know why. Maybe because I never got this far with DS’s birth and I was having fear. Again, my breaks were great and very manageable with the help of my amazing Doula. She knew when to take charge when I felt like I was going to lose it. She kept me relaxed. I am just shocked at how well and easier this labor was going that I thought maybe the midwife was lying to me about how far along I was.
Around 4am I started to pushy. Well I kept thinking I needed to poop. My Doula said she saw me parting so she got the nurse, who then got the midwife right away. They asked me where I would like to deliver. I didn’t care, I just wanted to sleep. So they literally rushed me to the bed. I was 9 1/2cm and 100% effaced she tried to "stretch" me to 10 but it kept coming back. I had two contractions on the bed which really sucked. I wanted to stand or walk around. However, those two contractions didn’t do much. My Midwife offered to break my water bag. We finally agreed. They offered us to do that 2x in my labor but each time I denied it.
DS’s birth I had a small leak and contractions seemed to be super hard to manage compared to what I was going through now, so I was worried that they would become more intense and painful once they broke my water.
My midwife break my bag and after that things went VERY fast. I remember feeling the gush of fluid and BAM I had a very painful intense contraction. I told my Doula “Please don’t let me loss it!”, like I was going to go hysterical or something. She knew what to say to me and where to touch. I was screaming at this point. They turned me on my right side since I was still only 9 ½ cm. Another intense contraction, but I had a small break and I kept focusing on how I felt during that break to prepare for the next. My Doula kept asking me during my break. “How do you feel now?” “Fine” I would say. She kept reminding me how I felt fine during my break to keep my focus. No change after the 2nd contraction, so they decided to turn me on my left side. I do feel like my SPD came into effect here. BAM another hit and this time I couldn’t stop it. I HAD to push. I remember staring at the little lounging figure on my hospital screaming at it. I felt this amazing sensation of her head popping out. Whoa already!? At this point lots of overwhelming emotions and very aggressive yelling at me to keep pushing. I was pretty much delirious and just tried to listen to my midwife. I pushed again without a contraction and BAM she was on my chest. Purple and white, covered in vernix. She was screaming but I could tell right away she was congested. I could barely see her face with all the white vernix. They tried to suction as much out of her as possible. She was breathing but the nurse informed me that since she “slid right out” that she was in shock. They put a small oxygen mask in front of her face while we waited until the cord stopped pulsating. They clamped and took her off me while they used a machine to suction tons of mucus from her and wipe her off. I kept telling DH to go over there. Even though he told me again and again that she was fine. I want him to stand over there. I felt like one of those dogs that their babies are not breathing and the caregiver is rubbing them to life. I was just staring at the machine and everyone kept telling me she was ok. I was very sad and very anxious. My Doula kept telling me “It is ok to be sad.”, like she could read my thoughts. I also kept saying sorry, like I didn’t push fast enough. This is something I did with DS’s birth once I cracked and asked for pain medication after 17 hours of natural labor. It is something I need to work on.
They gave me the Pitocin shot and I delivered the placenta. It was about an half hour until they finally gave me back Evangeline, but she was hooked up to a wire to monitor her oxygen. Since I pushed so fast. I thought for sure I was going to have horrible tearing. I was shocked when my midwife smiled and was like “You have a very very small cut that doesn’t need stitches at all” I started to notice that her face was crooked. The midwife said it was bruised because of such a fast entry earth side.
The Pediatrician feels like she was 37 or 38 weeks gestation age since she had so much vernix. I feel fantastic and very energetic. All I wanted to do was sleep and yet I maybe got 4 hours in the last 48 hours since she been earth side. My recovery time has been going so much more smoothly then with DS’s birth. I did noticed after birth that I had issues taking deep breathes. The midwife stated that since she came so quickly that the ligaments around my lungs have been damaged and it may take a couple days to feel better, but it was an odd sensation. My breathing did get better after a couple days. Evangeline is doing great. She was a bit congested, but they told us it would go away with time and it has. She is nursing really well.
Evangeline Marie was born at 5:18am on Wednesday, February 26th 2014. Weight: 6lbs 15oz, 19 inches long.
A beautiful slideshow that my photographer made for us documenting this amazing birth. Some photos maybe graphic.
https://vimeo.com/88179432
After laying down for about a half hour I decided I wanted breakfast. So we made hash browns and eggs. We decided that we would leave for the hospital around 10:00pm. We got there at 10:30 and I was 6 ½ cm dilated and 90% effaced. On my birth wishes I asked to deny a heplock. I went over this request with 3 of the midwifes in my practice and all of them where fine with it. The only midwife that I didn't speak to about this request was the one that was on call that night and she was requesting that I get one. She tried to make me feel it was rude for the nurses to deny one. I was waiting for my Doula to discuss options because I didn’t want to be rude, but with DS’s birth they busted a blood vessel and I was in constant pain from that and it was just an annoyance. That midwife came back into our room to inform me that the OB on call said “What is the fun in that. If she needs one we will be able to get one in” so she said it was ok. I felt a lot of relief for that. From there on out I was given the other midwife on call, who was one of the ones I spoke to about my request to deny a heplock. The midwife and nurses pretty much lefts us alone. My Doula showed up and our professional photographer. I have to say my Doula was worth her weight in gold. She was worth EVERY SINGLE penny I spent on her. It really made me wish I would have invested in one when I gave birth to my son. Contractions were absolutely manageable with her help.
Around 2am I started to go into transition. I was shaking very badly and it was becoming more difficult to get through the contractions. The midwife came in to check and I was 8 cm and 95% effaced. So we labored more on the toilet. That was my favorite place. The contractions were bearable, but the shaking was annoying. My Doula know exactly what to say and where to touch to keep me calm, relax and tension away. I never got in that pain-fear-tension cycle like I did with my son’s birth.
Around 3am I started to get very tired. Not exhausted, just tired and wanted to sleep. I also kept saying to my Doula I was scared. I don’t know why. Maybe because I never got this far with DS’s birth and I was having fear. Again, my breaks were great and very manageable with the help of my amazing Doula. She knew when to take charge when I felt like I was going to lose it. She kept me relaxed. I am just shocked at how well and easier this labor was going that I thought maybe the midwife was lying to me about how far along I was.
Around 4am I started to pushy. Well I kept thinking I needed to poop. My Doula said she saw me parting so she got the nurse, who then got the midwife right away. They asked me where I would like to deliver. I didn’t care, I just wanted to sleep. So they literally rushed me to the bed. I was 9 1/2cm and 100% effaced she tried to "stretch" me to 10 but it kept coming back. I had two contractions on the bed which really sucked. I wanted to stand or walk around. However, those two contractions didn’t do much. My Midwife offered to break my water bag. We finally agreed. They offered us to do that 2x in my labor but each time I denied it.
DS’s birth I had a small leak and contractions seemed to be super hard to manage compared to what I was going through now, so I was worried that they would become more intense and painful once they broke my water.
My midwife break my bag and after that things went VERY fast. I remember feeling the gush of fluid and BAM I had a very painful intense contraction. I told my Doula “Please don’t let me loss it!”, like I was going to go hysterical or something. She knew what to say to me and where to touch. I was screaming at this point. They turned me on my right side since I was still only 9 ½ cm. Another intense contraction, but I had a small break and I kept focusing on how I felt during that break to prepare for the next. My Doula kept asking me during my break. “How do you feel now?” “Fine” I would say. She kept reminding me how I felt fine during my break to keep my focus. No change after the 2nd contraction, so they decided to turn me on my left side. I do feel like my SPD came into effect here. BAM another hit and this time I couldn’t stop it. I HAD to push. I remember staring at the little lounging figure on my hospital screaming at it. I felt this amazing sensation of her head popping out. Whoa already!? At this point lots of overwhelming emotions and very aggressive yelling at me to keep pushing. I was pretty much delirious and just tried to listen to my midwife. I pushed again without a contraction and BAM she was on my chest. Purple and white, covered in vernix. She was screaming but I could tell right away she was congested. I could barely see her face with all the white vernix. They tried to suction as much out of her as possible. She was breathing but the nurse informed me that since she “slid right out” that she was in shock. They put a small oxygen mask in front of her face while we waited until the cord stopped pulsating. They clamped and took her off me while they used a machine to suction tons of mucus from her and wipe her off. I kept telling DH to go over there. Even though he told me again and again that she was fine. I want him to stand over there. I felt like one of those dogs that their babies are not breathing and the caregiver is rubbing them to life. I was just staring at the machine and everyone kept telling me she was ok. I was very sad and very anxious. My Doula kept telling me “It is ok to be sad.”, like she could read my thoughts. I also kept saying sorry, like I didn’t push fast enough. This is something I did with DS’s birth once I cracked and asked for pain medication after 17 hours of natural labor. It is something I need to work on.
They gave me the Pitocin shot and I delivered the placenta. It was about an half hour until they finally gave me back Evangeline, but she was hooked up to a wire to monitor her oxygen. Since I pushed so fast. I thought for sure I was going to have horrible tearing. I was shocked when my midwife smiled and was like “You have a very very small cut that doesn’t need stitches at all” I started to notice that her face was crooked. The midwife said it was bruised because of such a fast entry earth side.
The Pediatrician feels like she was 37 or 38 weeks gestation age since she had so much vernix. I feel fantastic and very energetic. All I wanted to do was sleep and yet I maybe got 4 hours in the last 48 hours since she been earth side. My recovery time has been going so much more smoothly then with DS’s birth. I did noticed after birth that I had issues taking deep breathes. The midwife stated that since she came so quickly that the ligaments around my lungs have been damaged and it may take a couple days to feel better, but it was an odd sensation. My breathing did get better after a couple days. Evangeline is doing great. She was a bit congested, but they told us it would go away with time and it has. She is nursing really well.
Evangeline Marie was born at 5:18am on Wednesday, February 26th 2014. Weight: 6lbs 15oz, 19 inches long.
A beautiful slideshow that my photographer made for us documenting this amazing birth. Some photos maybe graphic.
https://vimeo.com/88179432
Nickie
Proud Cloth Diapering, Babywearing Mommy to Desmond (5.30.2011) and Evangeline (2.26.2014)
Loving wife, best friend and teammate to Babywearing Daddy, Kelly (7.27.2000)
Volunteer Babywearing Educator at Babywearing International of South Central Pennsylvania
Proud Cloth Diapering, Babywearing Mommy to Desmond (5.30.2011) and Evangeline (2.26.2014)
Loving wife, best friend and teammate to Babywearing Daddy, Kelly (7.27.2000)
Volunteer Babywearing Educator at Babywearing International of South Central Pennsylvania
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Re: My Med-Free Hospital Birth Story with PIP
Heplock, yeah the nurses can do those on the fly. Mine came out and the nurse managed to do a new one in the back of my hand right as I was transitioning. She was pretty proud of herself lol.
I also wished I had pushed slower. Baby was fine, but I had awful tears. If I did it over again, I probably would have used a mirror.