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Re: August Birth Stories
At 6cm I got epidural. I think around 10pm and 7cm she broke my water to move me along. By 3:20 am I was 10cm and ready to push and he was born at 3:42 am on July 21 at 37 weeks 4 days. I had to stop pushing at one point so the Dr. could get ready!
Much faster han my first DS where I pushed for 3 hours. I wasn’t messing around apparently!
Came our beautifully at 7lb 15 oz and 19 3/4 long. Bigger head at 36cm.
Nothing crazy but maybe 1.5 hours later I got really dizzy out of nowhere and my eyes were twitching and everything got bright and weird. I had lost a bit more blood I guess and my BP dropped so they gave me IV with sugar and I also passed a pretty big clot. I forgot about those awful post baby presses on the tummy. I’m a little anemic so now on iron.
We got home a night early and are both soinf well!
Little one had other plans. My water broke Sunday night at 11. I was step B positive so once it was confirmed I was admitted and they started me on penicillin, which I found out burns when they give it to you.
I was having contractions but nothing regular so they started me on pertosin (spelling?). I was still doing pretty good and bounced on a birthing ball for about two hours before things started getting painful and I asked for an epidural.
So I'm told this is pretty rare but there was a membrane blocking the epidural so my legs wre numb and didn't work but I could still feel every contraction. They tried a couple of different things but after a couple of hours of crazy pain they ended up taking out and moving the epidural, which finally worked. After that I napped for about 2 hours then it was time to push.
Baby's head was facing sideways so they ended up needing to use forceps but I only ended up needing to push for about 20 minutes.
Caden was born healthy, with only slight bruising.
Riley Jade Emerson born August 10th. 4:38am 19 inches 8lbs 11oz. She came home on Wednesday at 5 days old and she is doing fantastic!
After a delightful last dinner as a childless couple we went in to the hospital on the evening of the 21st for my scheduled induction. I was still a "loose 1cm", 60% effaced, and they could feel her head when I was checked in, but the doctor and the nursing staff all still felt I would be a good candidate for induction.
Over the next 10 hours or so I had the cytotec pills placed and at 6am on the 22nd they started the pitocin, increasing the dosage every hour or so. Things weren't too bad for a few hours and I gradually started to dilate more. By noon I was only a 4cm but having regular contractions that were getting increasingly more painful. Finally I gave in and asked for the epidural so I could relax (I'd been up all night by this point). I have to say, my anesthesiologist was amazing and the epidural was magical. In giving with my control freak nature, I had him set it lower than he normally does so I could still feel some things and not be completely numb. It ended up being the perfect compromise for me.
Upon seeing no further progress being made, my doctor felt that breaking my water might help move things along better, which it did get me to progress to 5cm, but then things slowed down even more in the coming hours. By late afternoon I had completely stalled at 5cm and despite all of the positional changes and the maximum dosage of pitocin my doctor was comfortable with, her head still hadn't descended to where it should have been. He was talking about a possible pelvic obstruction and wanted me to start thinking about a C-section, at which point I broke down. I think an entire night not being able to sleep and the stress finally overflowed.
At around 6pm, at the behest of my rather emphatic and optimistic labor nurse, Doc agreed to give me another hour with more aggressive positional changes to see if that would help. After the hour was up, there was still no change being made. By that point he came back and had the prep nurses start prepping me for surgery. But then an emergency C-section cut ahead of me, so I had another hour to wait and keep trying, and ultimately still no change. Baby was not showing any sign of distress and my contractions were still regular, so we just waited until it was my turn.
My amazing anesthesiologist came back to give me the spinal block for my surgery, and I have to say, by this point I'm rather smitten with him. He's about my age, easy on the eyes, and a very witty sense of humor. We hit it off instantly during my epidural placement with our sarcastic senses of humor. He asked what I was having, I said, "I don't know, it's a surprise." He said, "That'd be so cool to be able to have your own puppy!" I replied back, "I'm not sure, I think a velociraptor would be pretty sweet." and we both cackled. So by this point I'm shaved, scrubbed, getting progressively more numb and off we go in the most motley group of doctors and nurses ever, it was like a troupe of comedians. They had me laughing so hard that I was crying by the time we got to the OR, which is definitely what I needed.
After getting moved to the table, the anesthesiologist checks me for numbness with an alcohol swab all over my belly. I'd never experienced this sort of surgery before so I'm kind of apprehensive that I'm really numb, so I ask him if I'm truly numb why can I still wiggle my toes. He replies, "I don't know, but it's a good thing we're not doing surgery on your toes!" and stuck his tongue out at me.
By 8pm my husband is let in the room and they'd already made the first incision and started working, shooting the breeze the whole time, talking about idiots and round-abouts of all things, lol. It's definitely an interesting experience, I have to say. Then after some tugging sensations, I hear her screaming. My husband said that she was screaming as soon as they got her head out. As they started to lift her out of me, Doc was all, "Wow, I have never seen this before...the nuchal cord is wrapped around her neck three times. I've seen it once or twice often before, but never three times. No wonder she didn't want to come out!" A couple of minutes later they've got her out, crying with displeasure the whole time. While my husband is over with her at the station while they're getting her cleaned up and diapered, just hearing her crying undoes me the rest of the way. I'm laying there wracked by full body shakes, nausea, and bawling while the anesthesiologist holds my free hand and wipes my tears away. Finally my husband brings her over for me to see her and the orbit of my world has changed forever. ♥
As I approached 41 weeks i was getting pretty annoyed...both of my girls came during the 39th week so I figured there was no way I'd go overdue this time. My hospital won't do non-medical inductions until you are past 41 weeks, so I was scheduled to go in at 41+1. I went to the doctor the morning of 40+6 and was 2.5cm and 80% so she did a sweep to see if that would get things going and it was basically the most painful thing on earth. I was going to be seriously pissed if it didn't produce results.
Around 4pm after using the bathroom I had some blood. I was hoping it was bloody show, but assumed it was probably just spotting from the sweep earlier because I wasn't contracting at all.
After I put my 15 month old to sleep around 715, I started to feel some cramping that I figured could be light contractions so I started to time them. They were pretty regular and about 6 minutes apart. They were also entirely in my ass it felt like. I have a history of fast labors so I figured this meant I was going to have another one of those. I put the 3 year old to bed at 8 and then we left for the hospital at 9 with contractions about 4-5 minutes apart but still pretty light. I was praying that they wouldn't send us home without a baby.
When we got there at 10 and contractions were averaging about 3 minutes apart, I was checked and was still 2.5cm and 80% like I was at the office that morning. Fortunately when the nurse left the room to call the doctor and ask what the plan was my water broke. She came back and swabbed me to confirm and then I got admitted. I immediately started to request the epidural, as the contractions were getting a lot more painful. The nurses were amazing and I had the epidural placed less than an hour later, around 11, at 6cm. It took a while to kick in but once it did it was awesome.
I was contacting regularly on my own, so no drugs were necessary and the nurse left the room for a bit to give us some time to rest. She came back at 1am to check me and I was complete but apparently had a second, still sealed, bag of water around him. I am wondering if that's why he refused to come out sooner! So the doctor came in and broke it and then left for an hour so I could sit up straight and try to get him to move down the canal a bit himself before pushing.
Pushing was tough this time because I had gotten the epidural so recently that I couldn't feel much at first. Eventually though I wound up feeling way more than I did with either of the girls, especially when his head was coming out. One of his shoulders got stuck behind my pelvis so it was a whole thing with the nurse like climbing on top of me to try to get him out safely. They whisked him away immediately, DH couldn't even cut the cord, because they had to check for a potential broken clavicle bone. They did not do a great job of telling us wtf was going on so I was pretty confused.
At any rate, he looked enormous when he came out and they soon confirmed that he was: 8lbs 14oz, 22.25", with a 37.5cm head. For comparison, my girls were 7+7 (sunny side up) and 6+10 so he was massive. He is a full 3" longer than DD2 was! Which explains why he got stuck. Anyway, I had minimal tearing and didn't need to be cut or for instruments to be used, so it went pretty well. Even though he is far larger than the girls were, my undercarriage feels to be healing up a lot faster this time.
Anyway given how long he was in there and how effing big he was, I'm very happy to be done having kids! But he is a sweetie so far and his biggest sister adores him. The little one has no idea what he is doing here...she comes up to him and points and says "baby" and then wanders away haha. Now the fun of being outnumbered by our kids begins!
On the night of the 10th, i was sitting in our office room at home. I felt contractions. Like strong braxton hicks. Not painful but strong.i told my husband sitting next to me they were strong. He said time them. I did. They were 12 minutes apart. This was about 8pm. I continued to time them. They never got closer. So i eventually went to bed.
At 1am, i awoke because i could no longer sleep through the contractions. So we decided to pack up, take my son to my grandmothers and go to the hospital.
We get there i am only 3 cms. But they said i was havibg contractions. They monitored me and at 4am they sent me home.
We stop along the way at mcdonalds. I am contracting really close together at this point. Hard to live through.
We get home, about a 20 min drive away. I go to get put of my car and my water breaks. It splashes out 3 times soaking my shorts. I go inside to change the best i can through the worst pain i felt ever. It immediately hit when my water broke.
We head back to the hospital. Along the way there is 2 train tracks. Both stopped us. With very long trains. I just knew i would have lil man on the side of this train track.
We get back to the hospital. I get put in a room contractions are super close together and extremly painful.
I am begging for pain relief though i want to deliver naturally. As we get put in an l&d room. I continued to contract until i got to 7cms. I said i cant take the pain anymore. I got an epidural. Which stopped my progression. They gave me pitocin which brought back my progression.
They checked me and when they said you are 10 lets get ready to push i was scared to death but so happy.
I pushed with every contraction. I could feel the pressure of them. But they werent painful.
As soon as the nurse told me he was crowning, and said she would get the dr i was ready to push and get lil man here.
In total, i pushed for a hour and a half.
Once he was out, i didnt hear a cry. I was so worried. As i watched them clean him up. Then i heard the cry and i cried. I had done it. A successful vbac.