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Edith's UC

post #1 of 19
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On the morning of July 17, I was at the hospital early for my stepdad's surgery. In the recovery room, I felt a kick and then a gush of fluid. My jaw probably dropped but no one was looking. I rushed into the bathroom where I ascertained that yes, my water had broken. I composed my face and told them that I needed to get home (it was noon, after all). I speed-walked out of the hospital with my legs together and drove myself home, all the while thinking, "This is it!" My water didn't break until pushing with both my boys' births, and even then, it didn't break on its own. I wasn't due for 16 days. I was in a little bit of shock.

At home I ran from the car to the top of the stairs only to find the door locked, and the rest of my water came gushing out onto the floor. Robert saw me and his eyes went wide. We then frantically cleaned the house in preparation for the birth, and I took a walk with the boys to the local library (wearing, I kid you not, a cloth baby diaper) where they claimed their summer reading prizes. A few hours later we were feeling pretty disappointed because I wasn't having any contractions. Eventually the kids' bedtime rolled around and we sent them to bed, promising we'd wake them in time for the birth.

The baby was posterior (facing my front instead of my back) so all day Saturday I tried to get her to turn-- something I'd been doing for weeks which was not any more successful after my water broke. I knew her head wasn't aimed right and figured that was why labor wasn't coming. My cervix was about 4cm but very far back, behind the front of her head. It hadn't changed in weeks.

I slept some Saturday night, but not a lot, as I was anxious and eager to go into labor. Sunday morning I woke up, took a shower, and did a bunch more exercises to try and turn my stubborn baby. The 24-hour mark came and went and we decided that I should try castor oil to get things going. At that point I was having painless contractions that didn't seem to be going anywhere. Robert went to the store and returned with castor oil and root beer, which he mixed for me on ice. I only took 1 oz. when a lot of sources suggest 2 or 4 oz. but immediately my contractions became stronger and closer together (this was about 1:30). I continued reading between contractions and breathing through them for a little while but soon ended up on the toilet (thanks castor oil) with strong contractions every 2-3 minutes and having a hard time coping. At 3pm I told Robert to call Jaime (a good friend of mine whose birth I attended 2.5 years ago) but to tell her to bring a book because I didn't know how long it would be. During this time Robert was filling the birth pool so he kept having to leave the room.

Jaime arrived at 4pm and, being a massage therapist and all around wonderful person, started massaging my shoulders and reminding me to breathe. I was sitting in bed cross-legged and totally focused on relaxing, telling my body, "open open open" with each pain. Finally around 4:30 the pool was ready (it had been filled too hot and had to have some hot taken out and cold added) so I got in the pool which felt great for about 5 minutes. The pain was unbearable at that point and the baby was *still* posterior. My uterus and back were both hurting. I asked Rob to call Stacia (the midwife I apprenticed under in Ann Arbor) and ask for advice on what else to try to turn the baby. She suggested doing a sort of lunge on hands and knees with one leg forward; two contractions on each side; and to lift my belly to hold the baby in tighter so she could turn. I tried all that with no success.

By 5pm I was crying and begging to go to the hospital for drugs; I looked my husband in the eye and told him, "I'm serious, I cannot do this, I am not coping," and honestly did want to go but it seemed too hard to move, get dressed, go in the car, and no one was understanding that I truly wanted to go, so I stayed put. I said "I can't do it, this sucks, it hurts too bad," probably 200 times. They kept telling me that I could do it, one contraction at a time; I said, "I can't take another hour of this." I felt that it wasn't working because my cervix was *still* at 4cm and far behind the baby's head. Rob told me, "You made this long playlist for the birth and you're only on the Bs!" I had to get out of the pool a couple times to go to the bathroom, too, and was at some point vomiting over and over.

On the second bathroom trip, around 6pm (guessing), I realized that the pressure was much more intense leaning back than it was on hands and knees which I'd been using to try and turn the baby. I leaned back on the toilet for a couple contractions and found my cervix farther forward and at about 7cm. I got back in the pool and mostly stayed in a reclining position for the next 20-30 minutes, which was extremely painful (I assumed that meant it was working). I stopped asking to go to the hospital realizing that labor WAS working and that I would actually be holding my baby soon. I tried to keep my noises to low moans but was pretty much screaming this whole time.

At 6:30ish I checked myself and found a bit of cervix left in front of the baby's head; a cervical lip. I decided to try to hold it back and push through it. I was roaring like a freight train and it hurt so bad it makes me want to cry just imagining it, but after a couple contractions of that I felt her head turn under my fingers and told them, "I felt her turn!" I think the rest of my cervix disappeared at that point but I'm not positive. The boys came out of their room either right before or right after this and I told them they could stay if they were silent. I raised my butt up off the pool floor so I was up on my hands and feet like a crab and pushed like a madwoman. Her head came out slowly, she crowned for about 3 minutes before her head was out and it was burning, I was sure I was going to tear and I was yelling, "Get her out!" and pushing with all my might. Finally her head was free but then her shoulders weren't coming; I pushed and pushed and after a minute or two decided I needed to switch to hands and knees to free her shoulders. She slid out into her daddy's hands and he promptly pulled her out of the pool, so to sit and hold her I had to swing one leg over her cord. I held her, amazed that she was here and so tiny and yes! a girl, and aching and exhausted all in one. Edith Eloise was born at 6:43pm on July 18, 30 hours after my water broke and after 5 hours of active labor.

After the birth my mom arrived while I was still in the pool (she invited herself). We cut the cord and I handed my daughter off to her daddy so I could shower. I had lost a lot of blood and was concerned about it, so Jaime sat in the bathroom with me while I showered. I was pleased to find that I hadn't torn at all. I wanted the placenta out but it didn't seem to be coming. I checked and felt it sitting right inside of my cervix but didn't have the strength left to push it out (and it really hurt to even try) so I pulled on the cord to get it out. There was a lot more blood that had been trapped behind the placenta, bringing my blood loss beyond the hemorrhage level. I put the placenta in a bowl and Jaime took it to Robert. I stood in the shower and felt very dizzy and faint so I yelled for someone to come back and sit with me. I got out of the shower and into bed where a couple placenta smoothies (fruit + placenta) stopped the bleeding and I got Edie back in my arms.

Robert weighed Edie at 7 lbs. 1 oz. and we measured her at a little more than 19" long; much smaller than either of my sons. My labor and birth were much harder and more painful (a "10" on the pain scale where my others were "7") thanks to her bad positioning and my water being broken from the beginning (probably not unrelated).

Edie is 3 days old now and beautiful. I love her so much and have spent hours on hours just staring at her and holding her. She sleeps almost all of the time, nurses like a champ (thank heavens after last time!), and has the sweetest grey eyes in her rare waking moments. We had to go out and get smaller clothes for her because she is so tiny. She has her nights and days backwards but I am always happy to see her and take care of her. Robert says he doesn't remember it being like this (by which he means hourly nightwakings) with Luka; neither do I but I don't think we would even if it had been like this. The afterpains were terrible for the first two days and nights but are manageable now. I fit back in my jeans yesterday and it is so bizarre (and great) to not be pregnant anymore. It's a little strange to think that I'll never be pregnant again and I'm relishing each day of Edie's already fleeting babyhood. Both boys are smitten with their new sister and, while I typed this story, were in my bed reading a book to her. I'm so happy I could melt and I am going to stop writing now so I can go hold my daughter.
post #2 of 19
WOW! Amazing story, good job! Enjoy your precious little girl. Love the name.
post #3 of 19
thank you for sharing Edie's birth, Mama

What an ammzing birth!
post #4 of 19
Congrats and great story!
post #5 of 19
Awesome story, mama. My son was posterior(hospital birth, ugh)... I hung on as long as I could considering I was young, single and being pressured to take meds. Still, that was the most intensely painful 6 hours of my life. So proud of you for sticking with it! Congratulation on the birth of your little beauty!
post #6 of 19


Congrats! I'm glad to hear the bleeding was contained with the placenta smoothie. I need to try that next time.
post #7 of 19
WOW! Very encouraging! I am so glad you got your beautiful daughter and all is well. Have a wonderful babymoon!
post #8 of 19
Wow, your story is beautiful. Enjoy these precious moments!
post #9 of 19
Wow, what an intense experience. Thank you for sharing your story and your little love nest sounds so wonderful with your other little boys and your baby girl. It's our last baby too... enjoy each of these days.
post #10 of 19
Congrats from another July 18 mama, what an amazing story that was! Welcome to the world Edie.
post #11 of 19
thanks for sharing your uc story-you are a strong and brave warrior. i find it encouraging to hear how much you trust your body and accomplished your uc!
post #12 of 19
Lovely story! Thanks for sharing.

I don't know if you remember me, but we actually met in Ann Arbor once or twice. It was shortly after you moved there, but right before I left. I had a toddler and a newborn baby at the time.

About half way through your story, I realized that I know you!

Congrats again. Enjoy your fabulous family.

ETA: my niece's name is Edith and we all call her Edie. So cute.
post #13 of 19
what a powerful story. i'm amazed by your strength to hold your own cervix in order to push past it. i always get stuck w/ that darn lip and during my last UC, tried to hold it outta the way and just couldn't. i opted instead to endure hours more of intense labor stuck at 9 cm's!

maybe i'll try it again this next time.

congrats!
post #14 of 19
What a sweet ending to your birth story! I'm so glad it worked out in the end for you! I love her name too, Edie! Sorry you had a posterior birth, I was worried mine was posterior too, but thankfully she was not.
post #15 of 19
What a wonderful birth story! Thank you so much for sharing. Congrats!!!
post #16 of 19
I loved reading this, thanks for sharing. Her name is beautiful. Congratulations on your baby girl.
post #17 of 19
Thank you for sharing this powerful and moving birth story! Congratulations on your newest LO. Hope you are resting, healing and enjoying your babymoon!
post #18 of 19
Thread Starter 
Nessa, I remember you! Too bad you left AA (although we just moved away too).
lotusma, I'd have done anything to get her out at that point. I couldn't have endured another hour of that.
LMAO at babymoon-- poor girl is already used to getting dragged around to school drop-off/pickup and soccer 3x a week.
post #19 of 19

This story was so beautiful!!! Loved every word!

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