Dec 26th went to the doc and my BP was back up again - and I gained 2 lbs. Since I was about a week overdue my doc said "ok it is time to get this baby out". I was seriously bummed to find out I was going to be induced and that night nonetheless. Holy hell! So, with the direction of my doc I tried castor oil before going to the hospital - I remain seriously wary about castor oil and only did it because I KNEW I would be at the hopsital that night and that it would be ok. I think I took it around noon. By 3 I was having contractions that I was kind of ignoring - they didn't exactly hurt - not as much as when I would get punched down low. By 4 we were timing and they were 4-5 min regular intervals.
We ended up getting to the hospital at 7:45 - due to REALLY terrifying fog. My poor husband was trying so hard while I kept being like "get there NOW!!!". Finally got there and got checked - was 2 cm and begging for an epi. My doc seemed confused but I was falling apart. My doula wasn't there and wouldn't be until 9-10 and I just couldn't concerntrate to calm down to do natural methods. Finally my doula's backup came, thank god, and she was AMAZING - I think she used more hypnobirthing methods than bradley, actually, and with her seriously calm voice and coaching I was able to get in the zone. I found changing positions to be excrutiating so once I found a good spot I stayed there for quite some time.
Finally my husband got me into the shower - we were there for like, I kid not, 4-6 hours. It was the only place I could stand it. He would hose me down while I adjusted the temp - milder in between, and hotter during contractions. Good thing is the hospital has endless hot water - whew. My doula finally showed and gave up some nice aromatherapy and pressure points.
I eventually moved out of the shower and onto a birthing ball on the bed - again the coaching from doula A was amazing, my husband was great, and doula B did some pressure points on my feet etc. Now, I'm not going to lie - this was in no way painless - I really worked hard to stay calm, relaxed, deep in my zone, and concentrated - when and if I did break and cry out it made the pain that much worse and very hard to get back to where I needed to be. I think I had my eyes closed for most of the process.
Around 3am I started pushing - but if someone hadn't told me I wouldn't have known I was ready. It was both a relief and intense beyond belief. This was incredibly hard for me and I was getting truly exhausted - I felt like the worst pusher in the universe. I usually got where I needed to be by the 3rd push in the contraction and I only usually did 4 pushes per. That was hard. Again I was beginning to really feel like a failure - especially 3 hours later. Turns out a few things were happening - first my daughter never dropped so I had a lot of pushing to do in the first place to get her where she needed to be and second - well...
I was really breaking, I just knew something wasn't right. I started saying I needed help. My doula did nothing, my nurse did nothing. I didn't know it but my husband actually left and found our doctor - crying he begged for help. My doc came in and checked me then quickly rushed out of the room - he came back with another doctor who checked me. He told us that our baby girl was posterior and we had 2 choices - forceps or a c-sections. Everyone was for the forceps but I kept thinking no. I can't explain why but I was terrified of them - I kept thinking that my choice was damage to my baby or damage to me. Everyone left and I agreed to try forceps for 3 pushes - but when they all came back in I screamed "I want the c-section!"Again, I can't explain why I did that. I wasn't entirely in my right mind but I was entirely in my intuition - if that makes sense.
So I ended up in the OR getting a spinal mid contraction - holy hell. When they took her out they didn't say anything for what seemed like an eternity - I was terrified. But it turned out my baby girl was lodged in the pelvis, posterior, but her body was turned once again - so the forceps would not have worked. My choice, thank god, was right.
13 hours of natural labor and a c-section later baby Audrey Marie was born at 5:58am, 9lbs 1ounce, 21.5 inches.
I will say that natural labor was incredibly hard but I am VERY proud of what I did. And, since I did as much as I did naturally I had very little drug wise for the baby, and I will progress thorough all of labor until pushing just like a second child (if we go that way). Also, if we had known earlier she was posterior we would have understood why the pain was so intense for me - and why the doc and I were confused by my pain at 2 cm. Even though I got a c-sec I still consider my birth natural, with a small hiccup.
Recovery is going well - except the major hormone surge made my pupps rash spread to my whole body. I am trying to keep all meds to a low as much as possible - but not be a hero - and Audrey BFs like a CHAMP. She was on the breast 20 mins after I had her and has continued to thrive.
So there you go ladies. Ok - off to my beautiful new family!
Re: That's right beetches - my BIRTH STORY!
I LOVE the name Audrey!
Congrats ... glad to know you made the right choice. Can't wait to see pics!
Congrats!
Thanks for posting your story!
I can't believe you finally had her! Congrats! Great job on the natural labor!
Now where are the pics?
Congratulations Pivey
Glad that you both are doing well!
Now we just need pictures!
p.s. I love the name!
You rock, Piv! Looks like your mother's intuition definitely kicked in.
And thanks for reaffirming my decision to use a doula!
Congrats - can't wait to see pics of Audrey!
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Hey Pivey! Congratulations! I wound up with a C-section, too, but I didn't even get to the pushing stage. I stalled at 6cm, 100% and -1 (she wouldn't descend) and then she started not to tolerate the contractions as well.
I want to see pictures!
Sarah - 12/23/2008
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