Birth story...in all its castor oil glory...to arrive soon.
The Basics: Annika Aster was born at 1:17am Oct. 17 (4 days before EDD). 9 lbs. 2 oz. (smaller than her brother by 5 oz.). Once labor actually kicked in (about 19 hours after water broke), the whole thing lasted just under 3 hours. (Got intense quickly). She's a little pudger, big brother is enamored (as is everyone else), and, like with DS, we're having nursing issues....she's a sleeeepy baby and a tongue thruster. Already have an appt. set up with the LC we used last time.
3:30am Sunday October 16: Half an hour after getting up to pee, I'm trying to go back to sleep when I feel a sudden small gush. Huh??!! Over the next few hours more gushes and trickles (I put on a pad). Having some contractions, but not at all strong or consistent. By wake-up time they were gone.
8:30am: I tell DH he shouldn't go play soccer cuz we might be having a baby soon. DH slept in DS's room that night, so he didn't know about my water breaking until we were all awake. I call the birth center answering service and get a call back from the one midwife I hadn't met yet. She suggests we come in at noon for a NST. My parents are called and my dad comes over to hang with DS while we do the NST.
Noon: We get to birth center for NST...still not really having contractions. NST is fine. We discuss options and then go home with 4 oz. of castor oil. Plan A: contractions just pick-up on their own. Plan B: contractions pick up with nipple stim. Plan C: castor oil milkshake.
Sunday afternoon: we tell my dad to stick around. I try nipple stim. Get contractions going, about 2 min. apart, but not really feeling strong/productive. Then they go away. Try again...same result.
6pm: Time to bite the bullet. Blend orange sherbert and milk, add 2 oz. Castor oil (wary of doing all 4 oz.). Drink it down really fast, followed by chaser of castor-oil-free milkshake. Get our stuff together and head back to birth center before any ill effects start.
9:00pm First bout of diahrrea. Then 3 more times, about every half hour. No painful stomach cramps thankfully.
10:30pm: Contractions finally seem to get going. Listening to soothing music, breathing in my aromatherapy oils. Totally manageable, until...
12:30am: Contractions getting pretty intense and I'm having to moan through them, on all fours. Thankfully this is after the midwife returns from helping another couple transfer to the hospital across the street. Midwife and nurse hear me moaning and come in. “That sounded different,” she declares. She asks if I'm happy staying on all fours on the bed. I am. This was my plan to avoid a SPD trauma from delivery. They start prepping, which is so exciting to me cuz I can tell this will be much quicker than it was with DS (4 hours of pushing). But the contractions are crazy now and I want to be done. I squeeze DH's hand so tightly with each one. Don't think I'm paying attention to the soothing Hawaiian slack-key guitar music playing in the background anymore.
Amazing how fast this went...I suddenly had the I-Have-to-Poop-Out-This-$#@&?-Bowling-Ball-Now feeling. I am totally pushing and the MW has to ask me to slow down a bit, remind me to breathe slowly between contractions. I'm yelling, with tears in my eyes, “I want it out! I want it out!” And then there's the head and then there's my baby girl. Whew! What a ride...
Edited by not_telling - 11/2/11 at 10:14am