I am 36 weeks pregnant with #3 and am facing a possible hospital induction for high blood pressure. I have been planning a peaceful waterbirth at our birthing center the entire pregnancy.
DS1 was born in a hospital at 38 weeks due to very high blood pressure, I was induced with Citotek (yes, I now know how bad that is!) and experienced one long, horrifically painful contraction for 3 hours straight, and then he was born extremely fast, stressed out, and passed meconium. He was whisked away from me to be cleaned and suctioned, and we were reunited and spent 2 days in the hospital, from which point everything went fine.
DS2 was born in the same birthing center I'm going to now, I labored at the beach at sunset and when things picked up, spent the evening in the birthing tub with my midwife. It was almost a perfect experience, although my blood pressure did spike up at the very end and cause momentary panic and heart palpiatations- but he was born immediately and things went right back down. So I do have a history of BP issues in pregnancy, but I didn't expect any problems this time.
It started at 34 weeks, I was on modified bedrest for 2 weeks and had another spike this week (155/92) that prompted my midwife to put me on basically total bedrest. I had an appointment with her yesterday and we had a discussion about puytting my affairs in order by the end of this week, since its looking more and more like I will need to go into the hospital (at SOME point) for observation at least. And possibly facing an induction- we're just trying to get to the 37 week mark right now so she can be considered full term.
My point is right now, that I never imagined this scenario would happen again and I am really upset that I might be robbed of another potentially wonderful birth. I had so many little nesting projects that needed to be done in the next few weeks, and some special little things I had planned to do with my boys that I now cannot do. My husband's grandmother is flying in to help, which is wonderful and welcome, but at the same time it's going to uproot our routine and my boys are already out of sync from me being partially unavailable. I wanted their transition with the new baby to be gentle and peaceful, and for them to be at her birth, see birth for what it really should be, and have those memories for a lifetime to pass on to thei own wives and children. I wanted to make little t-shirts with them that say BIG BROTHER and go shopping and let them pick out a special gift for the baby. I wanted to soak up the last moments as a family of four, float in the pool and enjoy the sunshine with them a few last times. I wanted to have an ice cream party for them to celebrate their big-brotherness. I wanted to have a few last dates with my husband before I have a baby attached to my boob again for another few years. I wanted to clean out my closet, California style, and make room for all my baby girls shoes and dresses that I've dreamt of my whole life, which are currently heaped in a pile in the corner of my bedroom. I wanted to just relax, drink fake margaritas and take naps in the afternoon, feel my baby kick, and wait for the big moment to happen.
It feels better to just say what I want, and hope that it can still happen. I don't want to get caught up in a world of bloodwork, pitocin, mag sulfate, and epidural-pushing. I don't want my kids to be away from me while I birth, only to come in the hospital room and suddenly HEY there's a baby- don't want that AT ALL. We've told them all along that they are welcome to watch the birth and be a part of things- I don't want to be the one to tell them that can't happen. I don't want them bounced around from friend to friend during this delicate experience, if I should have to go into the hospital for a while before she's born.
I can't wait to meet my daughter, but this is NOT the way I wanted her to come into the world. I'm trying everything I can to keep my BP low, but it's hovering right at the bordeline of 140/90's right now, even with rest. Midwife said even if it stays ok, the chances of it spiking during labor are very high and we'll probably end up at the hospital anyway, and I know she's right. I'm just feeling robbed of my whole experience right now and needed to get it out of my head! Thanks for listening!
DS1 was born in a hospital at 38 weeks due to very high blood pressure, I was induced with Citotek (yes, I now know how bad that is!) and experienced one long, horrifically painful contraction for 3 hours straight, and then he was born extremely fast, stressed out, and passed meconium. He was whisked away from me to be cleaned and suctioned, and we were reunited and spent 2 days in the hospital, from which point everything went fine.
DS2 was born in the same birthing center I'm going to now, I labored at the beach at sunset and when things picked up, spent the evening in the birthing tub with my midwife. It was almost a perfect experience, although my blood pressure did spike up at the very end and cause momentary panic and heart palpiatations- but he was born immediately and things went right back down. So I do have a history of BP issues in pregnancy, but I didn't expect any problems this time.
It started at 34 weeks, I was on modified bedrest for 2 weeks and had another spike this week (155/92) that prompted my midwife to put me on basically total bedrest. I had an appointment with her yesterday and we had a discussion about puytting my affairs in order by the end of this week, since its looking more and more like I will need to go into the hospital (at SOME point) for observation at least. And possibly facing an induction- we're just trying to get to the 37 week mark right now so she can be considered full term.
My point is right now, that I never imagined this scenario would happen again and I am really upset that I might be robbed of another potentially wonderful birth. I had so many little nesting projects that needed to be done in the next few weeks, and some special little things I had planned to do with my boys that I now cannot do. My husband's grandmother is flying in to help, which is wonderful and welcome, but at the same time it's going to uproot our routine and my boys are already out of sync from me being partially unavailable. I wanted their transition with the new baby to be gentle and peaceful, and for them to be at her birth, see birth for what it really should be, and have those memories for a lifetime to pass on to thei own wives and children. I wanted to make little t-shirts with them that say BIG BROTHER and go shopping and let them pick out a special gift for the baby. I wanted to soak up the last moments as a family of four, float in the pool and enjoy the sunshine with them a few last times. I wanted to have an ice cream party for them to celebrate their big-brotherness. I wanted to have a few last dates with my husband before I have a baby attached to my boob again for another few years. I wanted to clean out my closet, California style, and make room for all my baby girls shoes and dresses that I've dreamt of my whole life, which are currently heaped in a pile in the corner of my bedroom. I wanted to just relax, drink fake margaritas and take naps in the afternoon, feel my baby kick, and wait for the big moment to happen.
It feels better to just say what I want, and hope that it can still happen. I don't want to get caught up in a world of bloodwork, pitocin, mag sulfate, and epidural-pushing. I don't want my kids to be away from me while I birth, only to come in the hospital room and suddenly HEY there's a baby- don't want that AT ALL. We've told them all along that they are welcome to watch the birth and be a part of things- I don't want to be the one to tell them that can't happen. I don't want them bounced around from friend to friend during this delicate experience, if I should have to go into the hospital for a while before she's born.
I can't wait to meet my daughter, but this is NOT the way I wanted her to come into the world. I'm trying everything I can to keep my BP low, but it's hovering right at the bordeline of 140/90's right now, even with rest. Midwife said even if it stays ok, the chances of it spiking during labor are very high and we'll probably end up at the hospital anyway, and I know she's right. I'm just feeling robbed of my whole experience right now and needed to get it out of my head! Thanks for listening!







That made my eyes well up!
