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post #81 of 121
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Wow!  Congrats Amanitamama!!  Amazing unintentional UC!!  And a surprise boy?  Crazy!!  Welcome Alastair!! 

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Wow!  Congrats Amanitamama!!  Amazing unintentional UC!!  And a surprise boy?  Crazy!!  Welcome Alastair!! 


Thank you! We never had an ultrasound, but were SO SURE it was a girl. So, yes. Surprise boy for us! Surprise UC for us! And surprise due date baby! My first was 9 days past his date and coaxed out with castor oil, so I figured I'd go late.

 

post #83 of 121

I haven't posted to the ddc in weeks. I found out on my due date, November 2nd, that my baby had serious birth defects. The presenting issues are so rare and complex, even the specialists shook their heads, offered their condolences. The baby was not expected to live long past birth.

 

But he did live. And, despite his major issues, he is healthy. I am slowly coming out of the emotionally difficult fog of the last few weeks enough to realize that while he might not be the baby I *thought* I was expecting, he is who he is, and he deserves to be known and celebrated.

 

I blogged about his story (long): http://bannerday.wordpress.com/2011/11/23/meet-ulysses/

 

it was the exact opposite of the cozy homebirth of a "normal" baby we were planning: a sad pit-induced hospital breech birth. Life can sure be surprising.

post #84 of 121

hug2.gif  That is an amazing story.  I can not even begin to imagine what you're going through.  Congrats on the handsome little man and all the joy he will bring to your lives.  joy.gif
 

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I haven't posted to the ddc in weeks. I found out on my due date, November 2nd, that my baby had serious birth defects. The presenting issues are so rare and complex, even the specialists shook their heads, offered their condolences. The baby was not expected to live long past birth.

 

But he did live. And, despite his major issues, he is healthy. I am slowly coming out of the emotionally difficult fog of the last few weeks enough to realize that while he might not be the baby I *thought* I was expecting, he is who he is, and he deserves to be known and celebrated.

 

I blogged about his story (long): http://bannerday.wordpress.com/2011/11/23/meet-ulysses/

 

it was the exact opposite of the cozy homebirth of a "normal" baby we were planning: a sad pit-induced hospital breech birth. Life can sure be surprising.



 

post #85 of 121

{{{{{April}}}}}  You have been in my thoughts.  Huge congrats on all the things that are wonderful and hopeful.  Love and light to you and your precious little boy!  
 

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I haven't posted to the ddc in weeks. I found out on my due date, November 2nd, that my baby had serious birth defects. The presenting issues are so rare and complex, even the specialists shook their heads, offered their condolences. The baby was not expected to live long past birth.

 

But he did live. And, despite his major issues, he is healthy. I am slowly coming out of the emotionally difficult fog of the last few weeks enough to realize that while he might not be the baby I *thought* I was expecting, he is who he is, and he deserves to be known and celebrated.

 

I blogged about his story (long): http://bannerday.wordpress.com/2011/11/23/meet-ulysses/

 

it was the exact opposite of the cozy homebirth of a "normal" baby we were planning: a sad pit-induced hospital breech birth. Life can sure be surprising.



 

post #86 of 121
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Oh April!  Words simply cannot express my feelings as I read your story.  Congratulations on your miracle baby boy!  joy.gif  You are amazing and handling his major complications with grace.  hug2.gif  Please keep us updated on your journey with Ulysses.

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April, my heart sinks as I read your blog, but I'm hopeful and inspired by your story, and lifted by your strength as a mother to this precious little miracle. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. Baby U is precious, and a miracle baby.

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He's beautiful, April. I'm also going to be having a baby who's not quite what I was expecting and went through my first experience being given "bad news" in the u/s room. We didn't go ahead with the amnio or any of the other tests except one inconclusive fetal echo so I don't know what to expect but I am hoping he just has an isolated cleft lip, maybe palate. We just don't know yet. Obviously it's not the same thing but I have a glimpse of what you are going through and I appreciate you sharing your experience so that I can draw from your strength. You're going to be an amazing mommy to Ulysses!

post #89 of 121

Awesome story Amanitamama! Thank you for sharing. Those accidental unassisted stories just confirm how normal and safe childbirth usually is. 

 

April - I've been thinking about you every day, even though I don't really know you. Thank you so much for updating us on Ulysses - what a cool name! He seems to be a survivor, plain and simple. He really is a beautiful boy, what a cutie! I admire your courage and strength with everything you have gone through. Even an epidural free, pit induced, breech birth. Amazing! 

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Wow!  Our births sound so similar.  My daughter (who I was convinced was a boy) was born 45 minutes before your little guy. I think that if it hadn't been for my very experienced doula, there would have been a chance that our little one would have been unassisted as well.  I will write my story soon.
 

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On Tuesday, 11/22, I had an exam and learned that all of the contractions I’d been having nearly every night had got me to 4cm dilated, 50% effaced, and my baby at a +1 station. My midwife did a stretch, but told me she worried she’d break my bag of water if she did a sweep because the bag was tight against the babe’s head, though my bag bulged during contractions. I had very little bleeding, and lost little mucous after the exam. The rest of the day I had contractions. Nothing so different from any other day. I decided to go to pre-natal yoga. Afterwards I noticed some bloody show. I felt that this wasn’t from my exam, since I’d been wiping clear for hours since the exam. I went home and went to bed. I woke up at 1:30am with a for-real-this-is-it contraction. I got up and started timing them. 4 minutes apart and 45-55 seconds long. Very consistent. I cleaned the living room and timed contractions until 3am. I started feeling tired, so I figured I would lay down and see how much more rest I could get. I dozed on and off with contractions coming every 6 minutes or so until 4am when I felt an explosion in my belly. The sensation was such that I wondered if my baby had suddenly turned breech. When I started walking to the bathroom, water began leaking out of me. Finally, I woke up my husband, and called my doula and midwife. My labor with my son was 56 hours long. I expected we were in for a day of labor. I was able to talk to the doula and midwife myself, pausing for only 20 or 30 seconds during the height of contractions. I told them to hold off on coming. Almost immediately the contractions became more severe. I texted my doula to come over now. She wrote back that she’d be here within the hour. Suddenly I had no break between contractions. I felt like my pelvis was shattering with a thousand tiny hammers and I started sobbing. I called my midwife and told her to come. I told her I had to get in the birth tub. She asked if the tub was filled, and I said no. I needed her here. One of the last things I said to her was, “I’m feeling pressure on my bottom.” After I slammed down the phone with another contraction, I started pooping and peeing on the floor involuntarily, and I realized I was pushing. I walked to the bathroom and called for my husband who was hurriedly working on the birth tub. I told him it hurt, and sobbed some more. Then, I told him I didn’t think anyone was going to make it, and could he call the midwife and tell her to hurry. Just as he hung up, I felt my baby’s head bulging out. I asked him for a mirror, and before he could hand it to me, I said, “The baby’s head is out.” The next thing either of us knew, the body was flying out behind. The baby started screaming and was pink immediately. I caught him myself on my bathroom floor, with my husband watching and my three-year old sleeping in the next room. We stared at each other for a long time, barely able to process what had just happened. My husband called the midwife and told her, “We have a baby!” At some point we realized that we never confirmed our belief that this was our daughter, so we looked between the babe’s legs and found – a penis! My son, Alastair Corvus was born on his due date 11/23, at 5:12am, unintentionally unassisted after 3 hours and 45 minutes of labor.

 

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post #91 of 121
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2011Mama- MK:

 

Hey, ladies, I'm so sleep-deprived I forgot I never came back and updated this post!

My little guy is 5 days old already! On Friday, 11/18, my water broke somewhere around 6:40 a.m. at the same time I started noticing timeable contractions. Right away they were 3 minutes apart and lasting 45-55 minutes. I called my midwife and doula and they both got there by 9:00 a.m. My midwife checked me right away and I was at 3 cm but she said, "What color has your fluid been?" and I said, "Clear, streaked with red." And she said, "Not brown? Look at this." So I got up and looked at the pad and it was totally brown. I almost fainted! She said it was meconium and I assured her it just started looking like that and she assured me it just meant they had to keep a closer eye on things and would listen to the baby's heartbeat more often. I was a little nervous but figured she's seen this before. Throughout the day it did seem to get less brown and more of a yellowish color. When she checked my BP she also said it was "up" but said it was OK and did not tell me what it was.

I labored for what felt like forever, in the tub, out of the tub, in the shower, taking walks around the neighborhood, upstairs, and downstairs. The contractions were intense but I feel I was handling them well. At the next check I was 5 cm and at the next check I was 7 cm. While I was being checked I felt like I could keep going as long as I was making progress but I did say all the typical things like, "Who would do this a second time?" and "I can't go on." But everyone was there to encourage me and tell me how great I was doing. I had DH, my mom, my doula, and the two midwives. The midwives were pretty hands-off just kept checking in on me once in awhile but giving me privacy. My doula was with me for the most part but she left me alone for a bit a few times as well.

At my last check (maybe around 11:00 p.m. - I really had no concept of time at this point) my midwife took my BP, listened to the baby's heart rate, and checked my cervix. After the BP and HR checks the midwives just looked at each other. After the cervix check (which showed I was still at 7-8 cm after hours of being there) my midwife started talking and said she had a few concerns. 1) My BP was up to 160/100 (something like that). 2) The inside of my vagina was very hot. 3) There was still a good amount of meconium in the fluid. 4) The baby's heart rate wasn't good (can't remember if it was too high or too low). She said it was time to think about going to the hospital. So I threw some things in a bag very calmly and we left. DH & my mom & I got in DH's car, the doula left, and the midwives went in another car. In the car I lost it. I started getting hysterical saying I knew something was wrong with my baby and I'd never forgive myself. My mom and DH quickly assured me he (we still didn't know it was a he) would be just fine.

We got to the hospital and checked in. The contractions were unbearable at this point because they forced me to lie down because my BP was so high. At first they continued to talk about a vaginal delivery and I thought at this point I'd have to get an epidural because I didn't know how else I could deal with the contractions. At least at home I could move and change positions.

But I did not get to have a vaginal delivery. The baby wasn't responding like they wanted and my BP had gotten even higher. So they recommended C-section and I readily agreed. So my little boy was born via c/s at 2:17 a.m. on 11/19, weighing in at 9 lbs., 2 oz., and measuring 21 in. He is gorgeous, has dark hair and big bright eyes. They look blue for now but I imagine they could change. He has DH's nose and is a good mix of both of us. I heard the doctor say, "Congrats, Dad, you have a son!" DH was very shocked because he thought it was a girl. DH went and took some pictures and cut the cord and brought me a picture of my screaming baby boy on the scale. He said he looked like my 3-year-old-nephew and I had to agree. His hair looked so blond in that picture but after he was washed up we saw it's much darker.

Even after delivery my BP did not go down for awhile. I had to be on "mag" for 24 hours which was horrendous but I got through it. Then I developed an infection (no one ever told me what it was exactly but I wonder if it had to do with the "hot" vagina and the AF issues) so I was on antibiotics til Tuesday morning. We were released Tuesday afternoon.

I love my little guy so much. And my DH is a great dad and has been such a huge help to me! Nursing is going pretty well considering he was fed two formula bottles before I ever even got to hold him. He seems to eat a lot but I don't question it. Every time I see him start rooting I feed him. My milk came in on Monday afternoon when he was about 2.5 days old. I feel very full all the time, never seem to experience "letdown." But he has the right amount of pee and poop diapers so I know he's getting enough. He has his days and nights mixed up and does not like his Arm's Reach cosleeper bassinet at all. Every time I think he's settled at night (after nursing on both sides) and I set him in there he wakes up crying in mere minutes. My mom suggested swaddling him tonight and said maybe it's that and not the bassinet itself so we'll see. We just have a few things to learn. :) I just LOVE being his mommy though. I cry often when I look at him, when I think of how a year ago I was so depressed while TTC & battling IF, then how I finally got pregnant, and then how I could have lost him (although DH keeps telling me I was in more danger than our baby ever was). He is just the most precious gift I've ever received and I'm getting teary just typing this!

 

Here is a pic DH took of him when he was just a few hours old.

 

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post #92 of 121

Congrats all mamas!! I have been in the hospital and unable to keep up with congrats, but I've been enjoying reading <3
 

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, I felt my baby’s head bulging out. I asked him for a mirror, and before he could hand it to me, I said, “The baby’s head is out.” The next thing either of us knew, the body was flying out behind.



That sounds SO familiar! lol

post #93 of 121

Dylan's story is up in it's own thread.  Enjoy! biggrinbounce.gif

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I was in labor for 23 hours. Most of it was slow and boring, and the rest of it was so intense I'm not sure how much of it I can remember, so this will be somewhat the Reader's Digest version. thumb.gif

 

I woke up at 5 am on the day before Thanksgiving with mild contractions. He wasn't due for 2 more days, and my other two were 4 and 6 days late, but we'd been trying to coax him out while my parents were in town to watch the other two kiddos. (I'd had a sweep and been taking an herbal tincture to help try to push me over the edge into labor.) DD had spent the night at the hotel with my parents, so DH, DS, and I spent the morning trying to keep my contractions regular. We went on a walk, and when I had to stop every 100 feet, DH said we should probably come home and text my MW just to let her know this might be it. When I talked to her at 8:30, she was actually at a birth with the MW who'd be assisting her at my birth. They'd been there since midnight, but mom had been in labor 36+ hours and was packing it up to go to the hospital for some pain relief. On her way home a few hours later, my MW stopped to check me. I was at about 6 cm, and wanting the birth pool set up, so she just stayed put and called the other MW to head this way. Not long after she got there, things slowed waaay down. Then my parents dropped by with DD, and things all but stopped. We went on another walk, but I only had about three contractions. I think all the people in the house all of a sudden caused my body to freak out a little. My parents left, and the MWs went to get dinner. When they got back, I was still only at 7 cm (only 1 cm more than 8 hours before), so the MWs started to pack up. We talked about it maybe being even a few more days. As soon as the assisting MW left, I started to contract pretty regularly again. About 10 pm, my MW ended up leaving, too, to go home and brush her teeth and take a shower. That's about the time things started to get crazy. With my first HB, my labor was totally manageable the entire time. I never would have called it painful, just intense towards the end. OMG. This was awful. I wasn't able to stay on top of a single contraction from probably 11 pm until he was born at 3 am. Around midnight I called my MW to come back; I was pretty sure I was dying, lol, and DS had woken up and was screaming for me. DH ended up taking him for a car ride to put him back down. When my MW got back, I was in the shower, hanging from the shower head, swaying and screaming through back-to-back contractions. From then until he was born, I don;t think my uterus ever fully relaxed, and I was in constant pain. I managed to get out of the shower, but just kind of collapsed in the bed. I wasn't able to get back into the birth tub no matter how badly I wanted to. The only time I got breaks between contractions, my legs were shaking violently, and I couldn't change positions. I laid in the bed, screaming through contractions for the next couple of hours. Eventually I stopped screaming and started roaring/pushing through them. After what felt like forever of completely ineffective pushing, the MWs checked, and sure enough, there was a pretty significant cervical lip. Even after pushing for a while with the MW holding it out of the way, little guy still wouldn't descend past my pubic bone. I knew that laying in bed pushing was worthless, but I honestly couldn't move. I was crying, telling the MWs I couldn't to it, completely unable to cope. We decided to break my water to see if that would help him out, but it only seemed to make things more intense. I finally asked if they carried Demerol, knowing damn well they didn't. They did have an herbal remedy they said might give me some relief. (Transitions, maybe?) I don't care if it was a placebo, lol, it gave me a few seconds to be able to get upright and into the pool. Pushing was instantly more effective. I was still miserable, but at least I could tell we were getting somewhere. At some point I felt a pop, which I'm sure was his head moving under my pubic bone finally, and things started moving really quickly. About the time he was crowning, I realized DH wasn't there. He was sleeping in the playroom floor with DS. The assisting MW went in there to try to wake him up, and ended up having to kick him, lol. About 30 seconds after they got back in the room, little man finally made his way into the world. He was FAT, lol. My MW and I had both guessed he'd weigh about 8 1/2 lbs - he was a full pound heavier! He was born at 3:03 am, only about 13 minutes after they broke my waters. He had a nuchal hand, which probably combined with the cervical lip to hold him for so long. (I had actually known for weeks he would have a nuchal hand; I could feel his little hands by his face almost all the time.) Despite the nuchal hand and being my biggest baby by half a pound, I had the least tearing of all my births. Three small tears, but no stitches! A suture-free recovery is so much nicer!

post #95 of 121
Thread Starter 

Wow, Michele!  That sounded VERY intense!  You are a super woman!  And LOL about your dh needing to be kicked awake.  Sigh...

post #96 of 121

Michele, that is an awesome story! You GO, mama! I remember not roaring, but letting out a mean growl through a couple of my contractions after my water broke. lol

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Thanks for posting, Michele. I really appreciate your perspective after the fact- things you are able to laugh about while still conveying the intensity. Congratulations!

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Congrats Michelle! I, too, was surprised at how the size of the baby affects the intensity, having my biggest baby birth this time following my smallest baby birth last time. And in your case, a nuchal hand! Ouch! It's nice that you didn't tear though. smile.gif
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Thanks guys! It was very....insane. I'm glad it wasn't my first homebirth, or I probably wouldn't have had another one!

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Here's Evan's birth story:

 

 

some background, my first was an attempted homebirth, but ended up transferring because she was asynclitic and posterior and I just couldn't get her out. She was a c-section, 8lbs, 14oz, after around 50 hours of labor. Next baby was a successful homebirth.  He had shoulder dystocia, and was born completely unresponsive and required resuscitation. He perked up after a minute or so, and then was completely fine, no hospital transfer needed. He was 10lbs 2oz
 

A little before midnight Tuesday night I started having "interesting" contractions, but I wasn't getting too excited since every night for the last 2 weeks I'd have a handful then they'd go away. But these were stronger and took a little more focus so it did make me wonder. I decided to start timing them. 14 minutes.. 4 minutes.. 2.5 minutes?! SERIOUSLY?! I called my midwife at 1am to tell her what was going on, and she said to call back with an update in half an hour. Called back at 1:30 like, yeah, these contractions are *not kidding*, this definitely feels more like active labor than early labor. I skipped over early labor altogether (or maybe early labor was every night for the last 2 weeks, on the layaway plan). I called my doula and my mom and told them it was time to come over! 

 
One thing that was cool is on some contractions, I swear I could feel my cervix opening. By the time my doula arrived, probably within a half hour, I was already hitting transition. I spent some time draped over the birth ball and my doula did some counterpressure in my back. The midwife and her team (assistant and apprentice) arrived just a few minutes later and started boiling some water for the tub. We only got a few inches in before the hot water ran out. I could tell I was in transition because I stayed "checked out" even between contractions. I looked up at one point like, "hey, I think this is transition already.." and they were like, "yeah, I'd say so!" I started pushing a teeny bit at the end of contractions. Not so much with an urge, but because it felt good so I went with it. They got the pool filled and warm so I moved in there. The combination of the water and having my doula and husband switch off pressing on my low back felt really good, and I pushed a bit but the urge wasn't super strong yet. My midwife offered to check me, and I was curious if I had a bit of a lip or something holding me back, so I accepted. Didn't even need to get out of the water. As suspected, there was a thin rim of cervix holding the head back, she described it like a rubber band. 
 
After a bit I wasn't feeling like I was very effective in the water and decided to get into bed for awhile. The Rim was so stubborn! My midwife kept holding it back so I could push the head past it, but then it would just slide right over. So frustrating. The water bag was bulging in front of the head. We decided to break it since I make crazy strong bags anyway, and figured that would help the head drop down a little more. That definitely helped, and of course, made the pushing urge that much stronger. I kept switching around locations and positions for pushing, toilet, back in the water, kneeling leaning on the birth ball, and then settled onto my back in bed.  I was getting pretty mad while pushing, since it felt like I was making no progress! 
 
After a while, I could see the head in the mirror and just kept thinking to myself, okay! almost done almost done! but what really surprised me was just a contraction or two later the head was fully crowning, and just a couple more contractions got the head all the way out. Last time, I spent a good half hour trying to get the baby's head from crowning to out, and this one just popped right out. I was kind of on edge at that point, wondering if the shoulders would be stuck again. but then I heard "okay, shoulders restituting.." and I was thinking, oh, cool! Since that meant no dystocia. But then she starts really messing around down there while telling me to push really hard, and I heard the..assistant? apprentice? ..one of the two asking if she needed to do suprapubic (a maneuver for resolving shoulder dystocia) and I thought, oh crap, here we go again! but then the shoulders came out and baby goes right to my chest. Eyes open, alert, making noises right away and crying a few seconds later. It was incredible for a baby to go straight to my arms and be so obviously perfect. After a minute I took a peek and found out we had a boy! I found out he had  an arm up and behind his head so his elbow was sticking out funny. My midwife had to reach in and sweep it to the front and out and then he came out no problem. He nursed within 20 minutes, and we waited for the placenta before cutting the cord. After some more snuggles we did the newborn exam. 11lbs even, 23 inches long, 15 inch head! His head had pretty much no molding either, so he didn't help me out much! But no tearing! He was born at 5:48am so start to finish, labor was only about 6 hours. 
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