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Rowan's UC followed by mama's transfer

post #1 of 18
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During pregnancy, I had GD, which was self-diagnosed with a glucometer and regular testing of fasting and post prandial blood sugar levels. I kept it well controlled, with the exception of a couple weeks at the beginning of my third trimester. I was able to correct that with more diet and exercise modifications.

My story has that complication in it that so rarely happens that we may never even hear of it. I nearly bled out- no one knows how I survived. Just a heads up for those reading. There was nothing I can point to that caused this. My diet was pristine, I was in great physical shape, my labor was completely spontaneous and completely unmanaged on every level. The doctors had no idea what had caused it either. The most popular theory seems to be that I just had a lot of babies in a short period of time-- 7 in 10.5 years.

I want to say that I had a wonderful experience with every doctor and nurse and EMT that I came into contact with. I feel very blessed to have come across the people that I did.

It took me a while to get to the point where I wanted to share. It's taken quite a bit of processing. I am done having babies. Rowan is my 7th and my last.

Rowan’s birth

I was due May 16th. I was really hoping to wait until the following Sunday because all the kids and myself had horrible colds. I hadn’t slept more than a few hours the preceding nights when I started having contractions at 1:00AM on the 16th. I tried to wish them away because I was so tired, but it didn’t work. They were just strong enough that I couldn’t stay lying down, so I would get up on my hands and knees and breathe through them and then flop back down on my side and try really hard to go back to sleep. Sleeping didn’t happen much since every 10 minutes on the dot, I would be back up on hands and knees. It went like this until about 5:00AM, when dh’s alarm went off for work. I told him to call in because today was baby day. Then the contractions stopped. Of course! LOL

All day I had about four contractions total. So I rested as much as I could, knowing that labor would pick back up again soon. I thought it would likely be when all the kids went to bed. I was right. The youngest was up late because he had had a late nap, so when he finally fell asleep at 10:00, labor kicked in right away. I tried to rest some more, but contractions were getting closer together, so there wasn’t much time for that. I decided to get up and asked dh if he wanted to sleep for a while. He said he did, and I was glad. I wanted to be alone.

This part was totally painless. I lit candles and made sure I had all my birth stuff together- herbs, stones, crystals, remedies, flower essences. I spent a lot of time sitting in my rocking chair, which was odd. I’ve never felt comfortable in a position like that before. I also spent a lot of time on the toilet- my body is really good at cleaning itself out during labor! I walked around a bit, leaned on counters- did whatever felt right at the moment. In between contractions I was in a very meditative state. It was really wonderful. There was no pain. At about 1:00AM I thought it wouldn’t be too much longer, since the contractions were getting closer together (I never actually timed them), so I woke dh. He got up and tried to help by talking to me and touching me, but I wanted to be left alone, so he just sat back and waited. At around 1:30, we decided to call our friend so she could be available in case the kids woke up. She arrived about 20 minutes later and stayed very much out of the way. I only saw her once before the baby was born.

Dh asked me if I wanted the birth pool filled and I said I really didn’t think I was going to want it, but to go ahead and do it. As I was watching the pool fill, it did start to look really inviting, so I decided to get in. While the pool was filling, the contractions were much stronger. Starting to get painful, but if I put my hands in just the right spot, they were still manageable. Not for much longer though. They pretty suddenly were very intense and very painful. Dh pressed on my low back and hips, which was very helpful, and I did a lot of “ohming”, which turned into AHHHHHH when the intensity felt like too much. My water broke during a contraction and the baby moved very suddenly down and started crowning. One small push and his head was all the way out. I moved into a semi-squat when he started crowning and didn’t want to be touched. The contraction stopped, but my intuition said get the baby out NOW, so I pushed as hard as I could and got the shoulders and the rest of him out.

I pulled him up to my chest and thought he was a beautiful little girl! He had no interest in nursing, so I squirted some colostrum in his mouth. It wasn’t much, but it was apparently as much as he needed. He never had even a hint of blood sugar problems.

That’s my birth story. Here’s what happened next.......If you are pregnant and/or don’t want to read about trauma, please don’t read.

My intuition again- Get out of the water and see how much you’re bleeding. I did. One look and I said “That’s too much blood”. Dh ran to get the phone and call our friend the mw. As he’s dialing I’m saying -there’s not enough time for that. She answers and says the same. He hung up and called 911. I took Hemhalt and Arnica and Shepherd’s purse. Nothing did anything. This was a lot of blood. The placenta was firmly attached and no amount of coughing or pushing was making it budge. After a few minutes I had to get on the floor because I was hot and dizzy. It seemed to take forever for the ambulance to arrive, but I’m sure it was just a few minutes. I don’t remember everything that happened after that. Just bits and pieces. There were a lot of people here. Dh cut the cord and they told me I had to leave my baby at home.

I was lifted onto a stretcher and taken out to the ambulance, where I got an IV in each arm, and 4 bags of fluid compressed into me. I could hear them talking about what they were doing, but it seemed very surreal. Many times I tried to say something and it just didn’t work. I kept trying to tell them how much I was still bleeding, because I was covered with a blanket and they never looked. I realized at that point that there was a choice to be made, and I made it without thinking of anything or anyone in particular, because I knew those things would all be fine in the bigger picture- I said very clearly and consciously to all the beings/angels I could feel surrounding and supporting me “I choose life”. The decision was made and I knew that’s what would happen.

I heard one of the EMTs yell that my blood pressure was 50/30, after which we went much faster. I got lots of sternum rubs, which even in shock don’t feel great. Lot’s of “stay with us”, which I found annoying. I wanted to yell “I’m trying!!” They ran with me on the stretcher into a room I assume was the OR. A big light came down out of the ceiling. They transferred me from the stretcher to the bed and I heard lots of “Oh my god”s. Someone started pushing as hard as they could on my belly and they managed to get the placenta out. The bleeding immediately slowed way down and I felt just a bit better. I got even more fluid and 4 units of blood. I was unable to sit up or roll over for quite a while.

I was told they did not think I would make it. I was apparently past whatever they consider the “point of no return” when it comes to blood loss. The EMTs estimated 2 liters lost at home and another 5 in the ambulance. That's the entire blood volume of a non-pregnant person. So I had only the 1-2 extra we get when we are pregnant. I have no idea what happened or why. Strictly physically speaking, I should not be alive.

But I am alive and obviously have much more to do on the planet. Happily, I get to stay and raise my wonderful children and have the chance to grow old with my husband. Recovery has been slower than I would like, but at this point I would guess I'm about 80% better. Rowan is 9 weeks old, so I think I'm doing quite well, all things considered.
post #2 of 18
Wow, Mama, that had me in tears! I'm speechless! I can completely see why it has taken you awhile to write the birth story. I'd be a bit shaken, too! I'm so glad everything is alright with you and baby Rowan! Congratulations, by the way, and thank you for having the courage to share!
post #3 of 18
Congratulations! I'm so glad everything worked out and you're recovering.
post #4 of 18
I am sorry that you went through that, that sounds terrifying I am glad that you choose to live and that you are here to share your story and hug your sweet babies. Congratulations on the birth of your son!
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Congrats on the babe and wow. Just wow. Your dh and kiddos are very lucky to have such a strong mama.
post #6 of 18
I am so glad you made it, and congratulations!

As you process your experience, do you think that UC is something you would consider again? No need to answer if you aren't ready. Just curious.

Again, congratulations!
post #7 of 18
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Originally Posted by UnassistedMomma View Post
I am so glad you made it, and congratulations!

As you process your experience, do you think that UC is something you would consider again? No need to answer if you aren't ready. Just curious.

Again, congratulations!
If I had to do this particular birth again, I would do it the same way. I believe if I had been in the hospital, with the high probability of pitocin or other drugs that are known to increase the likelihood of hemorrhage, and being forced to push slowly and when told to, the baby would have been at risk. I could have bled while pushing, which would put him in danger. I suppose it may have been safer for *me*, but it scares me to think what may have happened to him.

My dh is having a vasectomy tomorrow morning because we can't risk me getting pregnant again. If I did end up pregnant again, (which I really really hope does not happen, ever) after 6 home births-- 4 unassisted-- I would schedule a c-section. Because there really wasn't a reason for the pph, to me, the risk of it happening again would be too great.

For everyone else who feels comfortable with UC, I am in full support.
post #8 of 18
Reading that has me in tears, and I'm pretty sure it's not just pg hormones.

You are an increadibly strong woman, and a wonderful Mama, and I'm so thankful that you were able to make the choice to stay with them and continue to share your love with them.

Congratulations on the Birth of your son ! :

I wish you continued healing and health, take good care of yourself Mama
post #9 of 18
Best wishes for you in your recovery. Congrats on your baby and your beautiful birth. Sorry you had such a rough time at the end.
post #10 of 18
congratulations on your son! it sounds like labour and birth part of the story were great! :

s though, hemorrhage is a very scary thing. i'm glad both you and rowan are here and ok!
post #11 of 18
Thank you for sharing. Your story was both frightening and beautiful. Congratulations on your new little one.
post #12 of 18
you are a strong and encouraging woman. Thank you for sharing and Im so glad to hear you are healing. congrats on your new blessing as well
post #13 of 18
I'm so glad you're still with us. :

Congratulations on your new baby!

And here's to many, many, many, many more days to enjoy all your babies!
post #14 of 18
thank you for sharing your story. you are amazing! I'm glad you are recovering!!
post #15 of 18
Thank you for sharing. and truth is you are 100% correct you and God choose for you to live, and you are with your family today. Bad things happen without any warning. You are very strong for realizing the risks and listening to your body heart and soul.

again thank you for sharing this powerful story of courage!
post #16 of 18
Wow, what an amazing story! I'm so glad you and your DH had the presence of mind to check the bleeding and call for help. That's quite a story!
post #17 of 18
I saw your birth story, and wanted to say how happy I am everything turned out all right in the end for you and your baby! Glad you trusted your instincts and are still here! Wow, what a story! Maybe since the baby dropped so fast it tore a vein or something in the placenta?

Hope you feel 100 percent better soon!
post #18 of 18
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Originally Posted by barefoot mama View Post

But I am alive and obviously have much more to do on the planet. Happily, I get to stay and raise my wonderful children and have the chance to grow old with my husband. Recovery has been slower than I would like, but at this point I would guess I'm about 80% better. Rowan is 9 weeks old, so I think I'm doing quite well, all things considered.
Wow. What a close call. Sometimes it happens. That is one of the unpredictabilities of birth. God was watching over you, that's for sure! Glad you are still here....Did they give you a hysterectomy?
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