funny that you guys should have asked fro upadates on the 11th.... that's the day that little Violet was born!!!!
Here's the story:
i have to say that it wasn't the labor of my dreams-- it would be
interesting to know my doula's perspective...
i started having strong contractions in the wee hours of saturday morning, and I lost the rest of my mucus plug at about noon. The contractions increased in intensity throughout the day, but didn't ever establish a pattern. Like, 13 minutes for a while, then 40 minutes. Then 6 mintues. Then 20 minutes. same thing on sunday. sunday night, i was still only 1 cm dilated, which i had been the week before. the thing is, they *HURT*-- it was not tiny little early labor contractions; I had to stop and lean against my husband, or get on my hands and knees and have someone push on my back to get through them. But they just weren't
doing anything. I called my midwife, who saw me and stripped my membranes. A couple hours later, I started having even stronger contractions about 5 minutes apart. i called my doula over and seemed to be going into proper labor-- it was really hard and they got pretty close together-- 4 to 3 minutes, lasting well over a minute most of the time. i was doing a good job, and even happy between contractions, because a baby was finally going to come..... BUT. but the nasty contractions still didn't really settle into a pattern, and then at 3 AM, they pretty much stopped. so no baby. Again.
SO.... monday, more of the same. upshot is that i checked into the
hospital monday night, and they gave me cervidil and a sleeping drug. (this was a very hard decision to come to, but I honestly don't think I could have made it without some intervention at this point.)
tuesday morning, i was 3-4 cm, and given another dose of the cervidil. i
quickly moved to 5-6 cm, and then *very* quickly went into transition.
unfortunately, i did not even then believe that i was ever going to
deliver a baby, so i started to become a big pain in the ass about giving
up and wanting an epidural. luckily, the doula, the midwife, and my husband formed a coalition to trick me into finishing labor without one.

i was in the shower laboring, and they kept saying "well, the midwife is out of the room for a second" (she wasn't) "but when she comes back, she'll check you, and then we'll go get the anesthetist." i kept crying that everyone was CHEATING!!! Luckily, by the time she actually checked me, it was time to push!!!! Pushing took, like, 15 minutes. And was
such a relief!!!!
the other unfortunate thing was that although the hospital tour guide had told me it would be ok, at the last minute i was informed that there would be no labor tub allowed. which was disappointing, but although i had *hoped* for
a water birth, I had always tried to realize that these things don't
always go according to plan.
all in all, it wasn't so bad!! i just wish I had known that there was
actually an end in sight!!!! By which I mean that after so long, I didn't really believe that the contractions were ever going to work, and it was going to get worse and worse and worse and still there would be no baby. I just lost perspective. I don't think I actually believed that a baby was going to come out until her head was fully emerged!
She was born at 2:56 on tuesday and is, objectively speaking, the most beautiful baby ever to exist!!!!
So worth waiting for.



Sorry I kept you guys waiting!!
We've had an exhausting few days.... thanks for being curious!
(Can someone remind me how to put pictures in a post?)