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Dylan Timothy 11/24/2011

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I had given up on the idea of having a baby anytime soon- I had my 41 week prenatal appointment on Wednesday (at 40w6d) and had turned down a cervical check because I had one on Monday- as well as a sweep- and knew I was at three cm.  I didn't want to be disappointed if I was still at 3, and felt fine being pregnant another week if need be, so we just went home from the appointment and prepped all our Thanksgiving food for the next day.  We figured that way if we *did* go into labor we would be able to take some T-giving food with us to the birth center.  

We were done by 10:45pm and I had been having my normal, crampy BH contractions all evening.  I thought absolutely nothing of it, and even thought about how I had jinxed myself by buying a "My First Thanksgiving" bib for baby.  Now he surely wouldn't come!

 

I couldn't sleep, as usual, since baby was moving a lot and I had to pee.  I was used to this routine, so I just got up and finished up a little of my work on the computer before trying to go to bed again a bit after midnight.  I don't think I fell asleep until around 1 finally.  I had still been contracting, but thought they'd go away when I fell asleep.  Well at 2am I woke to a contraction- a particularly crampy one, and I thought it was just because I had to pee.  So I got up to use the restroom and quickly realized this one was very uncomfortable.  Still, I thought nothing of it (denial!) and went back to bed.  I had another, and this time was shaking and panting, which woke up my husband.  He asked if I was okay and I said "yeah, just having contractions.  It's nothing.  I need to go to the restroom again" so he helped me up and came with me.  I was very thirsty, and also felt like I needed to have a bowel movement.  He held me through another contraction as I shook and panted and moaned.  I kept telling him I was fine, it was nothing, I just needed to use the bathroom.  So I went and he started turning lights on and getting dressed.  I wondered what he was doing, and he said he thought this was it.  I assured him I was not in labor, and that everything would stop soon.

 

I kept having to go to the bathroom between contractions and I was moving and moaning with each contraction.  I thought briefly that maybe this was it, and that my body was cleaning itself out.  (both were true, but I was afraid to let myself think this was truly it.  I also never went into labor naturally with DS1 so I wasn't quite sure.)   We were timing the contractions and I was very uncomfortable and moaning through each one.  My DH made coffee and I told him again, at 230am, that this was not it, he just needed to go back to sleep.  The contrax would slow a bit when I laid down, to about 7-9 mins apart and 1.5 mins long.  When I was up and moving they were ~4mins apart and the same length.  It felt a little better to have DH push on my back with each one, but he was also busy getting things ready around the house for us to leave.  If you have had back labor, you know that there is not much to do for relief.  It was frustrating.  I couldn't be sure of baby's position either because my uterus wouldn't relax to soft enough between the contrax in order for me to palpate.  I just hoped he wasn't posterior (he wasn't.  I just labor in my back, sadly.) At 3am I called my midwife and told her I thought I was in labor.  She told me to call when I was ready to come in to the birth center.  I got in our tub and again moaned through each one while DH kept getting things ready.  I still didn't believe it was happening, yet he planned out what we would do (he thought he'd have time to shower, I told him that wasn't a good idea because I needed him.)  We thought we could stay until at least 6 am so that we wouldn't have to wake our neighbors too early to come stay with DS.  We were also very happy that this was the timing- we could sneak out before DS woke up  and hopefully have the baby early in the day so we wouldn't disrupt his routine too much. 

I didn't stay in the tub long- I felt like I needed to go get ready.  I got out and got myself dressed and composed, all the while still managing contractions that were getting worse.  I thought I was just being a baby- this wasn't it, real labor would be much more difficult, and this was just a sucky night of contractions.  I rocked on all fours on the bed and started semi-yelling through each one.  Finally at 5 am I couldn't do it anymore- I called my midwife again and half in tears told her I couldn't handle it anymore.  She asked if I wanted to come in and get in the tub and I eagerly agreed it was time.  We planned to meet at 5:45am.  

I told DH the plan and we called the neighbors to come over ASAP.  DH finished getting things in the car and also ready for the sitters, I kept yelling through contractions (luckily not waking DS), and finally we headed out at 5:30.  The car ride was awful- roads are much bumpier when in labor than one would have previously thought irked.gif  Thankfully there was no traffic (holiday and super-early) so we got there in 10 minutes.  The gate was locked so I had another contraction in the car and finally the student midwife came and unlocked it. We hurried in before the next contraction.  It was two more ctx before I could get in the too-hot tub.  Agony! I finally got in and still felt as though they'd just send me home since I wasn't in labor. lol.gif

 

Around 6am the junior midwife showed up and asked to check me.  I was so fearful that I was still at a 3, and begged repeatedly out loud "please don't be a 3, please don't be a 3" as she checked.  He was at 0 station, 70% effaced (still), and a very stretchy 6! HALLELUJAH!  I was so happy I cried.  I said "So I'm really in labor?!" and she said "Oh I could have told you that before I checked you".  Whew!  All this time I thought I was just being dramatic redface.gif

 

 

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SIX CENTIMETERS!

 

At this point I was just laboring in the tub, trying to get through each one but also starting to say things like "I can't do this, I need a break, I want to stop, no no no no no no".  They kept encouraging me to embrace it but I just couldn't.  It was excruciating and I felt like the contractions were lasting SO very long.  Around 7 I wanted lights off, voices quiet, blinds shut.  I kept thinking "hmmm maybe I am getting close?"  But still felt like I was just being dramatic.  I *thought* things were going to get SO much worse- only because of my hospital experience where I was induced, had awful unnatural pitocin contractions, and couldn't get a handle on my body even during my rest periods.  I was still talking and even joking during rest periods now, so I thought for sure things would get hellacious later and that I might be laboring well into the afternoon.  I wasn't sure if they'd called my head MW in yet, which made me really doubt my progress.  Around 8 I asked if Steph (head MW) was coming, and they said she'd be there any minute.  This made me feel better- maybe they thought this might not take so long.  I think in terms of numbers and concrete evidence, so it helped to think about things being over in a couple hours rather than "as long as it takes" IFYKWIM.  By now I was letting myself float with each contraction, and vigorously rubbing my own lower back as I yelled through each one.  

 

Within a ctx or two I started to feel like I need to have a bowel movement.  I cautiously said that I felt pressure, maybe a little pushy.  (Can you tell I had a hard time trusting my body's signals?)  They said to breathe through the next one, maybe give a tiny push and see if it felt good.  I did, and it did.  The urge got stronger with each one, but I was just convinced I needed to poo shy.gif  Steph showed up and I told her I couldn't do it, I needed to stop and that I also needed to push.  She told me to go ahead and push- I asked her to check me to be sure I wasn't making things up in my mind.  She said "no, if you feel like you want to push, do it.  I'm not checking you."  Okay, that cleared things up for me and I decided fine, I'm pushing!  She asked if it pinched or stung to push and I said no.  She assured me that meant I was dilated and nothing was swelling.  At this point I realized my water really hadn't broken, and thought maybe it would stay that way.... I also hadn't had any bloody show.  Weird, but whatever!  I couldn't believe that I had been through transition already and never asked for pain meds ;-)  All the "no no no, I want a break" stuff was apparently transition for me.  Easier than I thought it would be!

 

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blurry, but so dramatic.  I love it.

 

I pushed and asked for more concrete numbers- how many pushes would it take?  I knew multiparas push faster- 20 mins on average- and felt as though 20 sounded fine but not much longer than that.  Nobody could give me much info, of course, but she encouraged me to reach in and feel him and I could feel the bulging bag of waters just one knuckle in.  WOOHOOO! IMG_7737.JPG

This was after only a few pushes, so I felt great about that.  I hadn't felt him come through my cervix- I attribute that to him being in the sac still.  It was very, very gentle.  I started feeling like I could really do this.  I was so happy and so proud that I was almost finished!

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I tried being on my back.  Um, no thanks. 

 

 

The contractions were hard- I pushed as hard as I could for as long as I could but pushing in water is much different than on land!  It took a few times to figure out where to focus my pushing.  I finally got it :-)  Eventually I could feel this weird thing hanging out of me- it was the bag of waters, and it was so strange because it would kind of wave around in the water.  Weird sensation orngbiggrin.gif.  I reached down and felt it- it was so cool, big and bulbous, about the size of a large grapefruit.  

 

It still took a little over an hour to finally get to the "end"-  I felt the ring of fire and within a minute or two I just pushed with all my might for as long as I could stand it- primally screaming all the way- and pushed out his head and then quickly his body.  Apparently my MW had slipped a loose cord over his head while he was still in the bag- all without breaking the bag!  It broke after he was birthed, but we don't have a photo sadly!  It was tough to get the camera to focus on things underwater.  She said "J sit back and grab your baby" so I did and just swooped him up out of the water.  He was a slimy, beautiful little bundle!  We just cooed over how beautiful he was and how amazing of a job he- we- did.  It was shocking and wonderful and surprising that it was all over.  9:20am, 8 lbs 11oz!!!, and no tearing.  My placenta came out easily, and I am feeling wonderful.... and also eating many, many, many carbs.  We brought pumpkin pie and pumpkin cinnamon rolls to snack on.  Good riddens gestational diabetes!  IMG_7762.JPG

 

 

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post #2 of 22

Beautiful! I really missed birthing in water this time.  Congratulations on an amazing birth! Way to go mama!

post #3 of 22

Amazing and beautiful story, J!!  I love all the detail and the pictures are great.  I really got lost in your story and started to think about when my time comes, it feels more real now for some reason!  What good luck for a baby to be born in the caul and such a unique and neat experience, I'm sure!  So you felt like pushing in the water was different than pushing on land?  How so, would you say?

post #4 of 22

Beautiful story and pics, thanks so much for sharing! I went through a lot of the denial and not trusting my body's signals with my first birth, and it was kind of nice to be further along than I thought. I love seeing mamas realizing their inner strength in these beautiful birth stories! Congratulations!

post #5 of 22

Beautiful, thanks for sharing!

post #6 of 22
Great story! Loved the pictures, very beautiful smile.gif
post #7 of 22

Oh my gosh J, this story is so inspiring and amazing and your photos brought tears to my eyes! Dylan is gorgeous and so are you! Oh, and I'm wearing that same nursing bra right now. Yay Target!

 

I hope you're all feeling well and doing well and in total bliss. What does your older guy think of his new brother? My DH is one of 3 boys and they are SO close, I'm excited for those little guys that they have each-other.

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What a wonderful birth experience! Such a beautiful thing love.gif

 

Love the pictures. The black and white is so lovely.

post #9 of 22

Those pictures are gorgeous! So happy for you!

post #10 of 22
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Thanks everyone!  

Jaimee- yes I thought it was sooo different.  I think the weightlessness of being in the tub interfered with my ability to focus my pushing energy toward my perineum.  I feel like I was groaning and "pushing" but it wasn't focused right for a few contractions.  I just felt like with my first birth, I was totally flat on my back and a first timer and pushed so much more effectively right from the start. It was a little surprising to feel like I had to figure it out this time since I thought I knew just what to do based on my first experience.  It may also be that my pushing instinct was developing slowly this time- it wasn't super strong right off the bat, whereas last time I was forced to wait to push so it was VERY strong once I was finally allowed.  Perhaps it just took my body getting that really strong instinct and starting to really work on pushing on its own in order for me to focus it right.  Not sure?!


Now that I'm thinking about it, one thing that was so interesting when I was pushing this time was that I could feel Dylan kicking in the womb- like pushing off a wall in a pool.  I don't remember that sensation with DS1- mostly because I had had an epidural for the previous 5 hours before I started pushing in that birth (it was cut off before I pushed, so I felt everything but I'm sure baby was still dopey greensad.gif)  It was so amazing to feel that this time, though I must admit it was pretty uncomfortable winky.gif  Lol!  

post #11 of 22

I think this might be the difference between each labor as well.  I don't remember having the strong urge to push when I had my land birth, but I pushed like crazy because I was SOOO done.  With my water birth I had an extreme, involuntary need to push just after I hit transition.  I really couldn't control it and she was born really quickly.  Who knows?
 

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Thanks everyone!  

Jaimee- yes I thought it was sooo different.  I think the weightlessness of being in the tub interfered with my ability to focus my pushing energy toward my perineum.  I feel like I was groaning and "pushing" but it wasn't focused right for a few contractions.  I just felt like with my first birth, I was totally flat on my back and a first timer and pushed so much more effectively right from the start. It was a little surprising to feel like I had to figure it out this time since I thought I knew just what to do based on my first experience.  It may also be that my pushing instinct was developing slowly this time- it wasn't super strong right off the bat, whereas last time I was forced to wait to push so it was VERY strong once I was finally allowed.  Perhaps it just took my body getting that really strong instinct and starting to really work on pushing on its own in order for me to focus it right.  Not sure?!


Now that I'm thinking about it, one thing that was so interesting when I was pushing this time was that I could feel Dylan kicking in the womb- like pushing off a wall in a pool.  I don't remember that sensation with DS1- mostly because I had had an epidural for the previous 5 hours before I started pushing in that birth (it was cut off before I pushed, so I felt everything but I'm sure baby was still dopey greensad.gif)  It was so amazing to feel that this time, though I must admit it was pretty uncomfortable winky.gif  Lol!  



 

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I think this might be the difference between each labor as well.  I don't remember having the strong urge to push when I had my land birth, but I pushed like crazy because I was SOOO done.  With my water birth I had an extreme, involuntary need to push just after I hit transition.  I really couldn't control it and she was born really quickly.  Who knows?
 



 



True!  I was very much done with my land birth as well- and I think being in the water made pushing not as excruciating, so perhaps the desire to push wasn't as great, if that makes sense.  I mean, I really really wanted to push, but it wasn't quite the same as with the land birth.  

post #13 of 22

Love love love!!

post #14 of 22
Loved your story! love.gif This was my second birth with the bulging bag of waters in the water - it's such an interesting feeling. Mine didn't stay intact this time though. I'll save the details for my story smile.gif Congratulations!! joy.gif
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THAT'S how it felt when I had Levi. It wasn't even really a need, so much as an involuntary reflex, such as throwing up? That's how I'd describe that sensation.

 

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I think this might be the difference between each labor as well.  I don't remember having the strong urge to push when I had my land birth, but I pushed like crazy because I was SOOO done.  With my water birth I had an extreme, involuntary need to push just after I hit transition.  I really couldn't control it and she was born really quickly.  Who knows?
 



 


J, I loved every word. All the description is wonderful!

 

post #16 of 22

What a lovely story--and great pics!  I am bummed I didn't have someone there to take photos...even tho I know their presence would have probably annoyed the cr@p outta me, LOL.
 

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Oh my gosh J, this story is so inspiring and amazing and your photos brought tears to my eyes! Dylan is gorgeous and so are you! Oh, and I'm wearing that same nursing bra right now. Yay Target!


Me too!!  lol.gif  But mine is polka-dotted.

 

I hope you're all feeling well and doing well and in total bliss. What does your older guy think of his new brother? My DH is one of 3 boys and they are SO close, I'm excited for those little guys that they have each-other.


 

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What a lovely story--and great pics!  I am bummed I didn't have someone there to take photos...even tho I know their presence would have probably annoyed the cr@p outta me, LOL.
 


I have the same dilemma.  I don't want anyone else around, but I want those pictures.  I can't realistically expect dh to both help me and take pictures!  Sigh...

 

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My midwives said that they'll take photos and not to worry about it.  I just need to leave my camera around and they'll do it!  I was also worried about it, because I really don't want any extra people at this birth.  I've already told all my best friends no (my bestest friend is a terrible photographer anyway) and I wasn't going to hire anyone.  Anyway, my midwives said that they're the best people to take pictures, since they do this all the time and know the best angles to get.  You might ask....
 

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I have the same dilemma.  I don't want anyone else around, but I want those pictures.  I can't realistically expect dh to both help me and take pictures!  Sigh...

 



 

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My midwives said that they'll take photos and not to worry about it.  I just need to leave my camera around and they'll do it!


My mw is actually a photographer as her main business (and her cover as she is illegal here).  She does stunning work.  BUT, I'm not sure to what extent I'd like her to be present with her camera.  I guess I'll have to play it by ear when the time comes.

 

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My mw is actually a photographer as her main business (and her cover as she is illegal here).  She does stunning work.  BUT, I'm not sure to what extent I'd like her to be present with her camera.  I guess I'll have to play it by ear when the time comes.

 



I wish one of my MWs had taken some pictures. :( It was 3 am, we were all exhausted, and I have exactly zero pictures of him until the next day. Not even the obligatory baby being weighed and examined pictures. Nothing. He was sooooo roly-poly and fat at first, but by the time I got any pictures, he had lost a lot of water weight already. I really, really regret not having those pictures like I do of DS1. (At the time, I could've cared less, though.)

 

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