Oh where to even start. I'm still processing it all but I felt that I should write something to share with everyone here who has helped, taught and supported me through out my pregnancy. OnSunday Nov 28 My midwife checked me and did an exam finding that I was only at 2 CM. I contracted all night but they stopped by morning. My blood pressure was creeping upward and I was so worried that I wouldn't get to have my baby to home that she came over for us to talk about options. We decided that since I was right at 37 weeks by her chart that it would be better to help things along than to have a trainwreck preeclampsia hospital birth. So, she gave me some homeopathics and said that if my body was ready it might start labor. She gave me half a childs dose and left calling back every hour. Well, what we thought would do nothing started my labor very quickly and strong. I began contracting Monday morning at 10:30 and things intensified so much that by noon my midwife was coming back for my labor and birth support. I labored at home for the next 21-ish hours. By 8 am on Tuesday the 30th, I was into the birth tub and trying to forget that with every exam I was not progressing much. I had been at 4 cm since 8 pm the night before. My midwifes decided that I had given it a good try but that I was not going to progress and needed relief and rest. I was not happy about transfer and cried and sobbed as they helped me from the pool and on with my clothes. I felt that I could go on and wanted so badly to have the homebirth I had planned and dreamed of but I had prayed that God give them the wisdom to care for me and make those decisions. I knew that they were very emetionally invested in my birth and wouldn't transfer me unless they really felt they had to. So, we got into the car with my husband, mother kids and midwives and went to the hospital through morning rush hour traffic. For about 40 minutes. I was admitted at about 8:45 and waited for the anesthesiologist..I got an epidural but he didn't give me much or the standard epi since I had spinal headaches with my other kids. The first try, my heart races and lungs felt weak and heavy. With the second try, only my legs were numbed at all. He said we'd wait 20 minutes to see what the full effect left us with and left. I had been checked upon arrival still at 4 and then immediatly after the epi I was at 6. At 10:32 am, I knew mybody started to push and I knew I was not getting that epidural I'd been waiting for. The nurse didn't believe me at first but they looked closer and realized he was infact crowning. My midwives had gone to get a drink and had to run up 6 flights of stairs to make it to the birth. They weren't allowed to deliver but the OB was very nice and accomodating to my wishes and let them participate in everything. I was shocked at the pain and angry that i'd gone through the epidural and got no relief at all. I had one small 1st degree tear on the inside, whatever that means. I got one stitch. He was put on my chest immediatly and was never taken from me. He never left my sight for the first few days actually. I was discharged the next morning and we took our son home for the first time.
Other than some weight loss, minor jaundice and breastfeeding issues things have been wonderful. I feel like my birth ended up just as it was meant to and believe that it was very healing for everyone involved. My children were there with us and I made every decision. I was a little sad that I was transfered but I really think it was an emotional barrier that kept him inside and kept me from progressing. After having one child with a genetic disorder and all the trauma that went with her birth I had alot of fear that I wasn't dealing with over his health.
I'll never forget a nurse examining him shortly after birth said "look at this beautiful baby,he's got to be geneticly flawless!" I bawled my eyes out and she will never know how much that said to me. I needed some reasurance and there it was. He is beautiful and healthy. He is an awesome gift and I just can't believe how much I love him.
Sorry this story isn't written more thoughtfully, i"m seriously tired and short on time...
Other than some weight loss, minor jaundice and breastfeeding issues things have been wonderful. I feel like my birth ended up just as it was meant to and believe that it was very healing for everyone involved. My children were there with us and I made every decision. I was a little sad that I was transfered but I really think it was an emotional barrier that kept him inside and kept me from progressing. After having one child with a genetic disorder and all the trauma that went with her birth I had alot of fear that I wasn't dealing with over his health.
I'll never forget a nurse examining him shortly after birth said "look at this beautiful baby,he's got to be geneticly flawless!" I bawled my eyes out and she will never know how much that said to me. I needed some reasurance and there it was. He is beautiful and healthy. He is an awesome gift and I just can't believe how much I love him.
Sorry this story isn't written more thoughtfully, i"m seriously tired and short on time...
