So here is my very detailed birth story! Sorry it is so so long, but I wanted to document it for us as a family.
My contractions started late Wednesday (2/29/12 - very glad I did not have a leap year baby!) evening around 10/11 pm. Brett
had already gone to bed and I was just watching TV. They were very
similar to the braxton hicks that I had been having for a while, but
they were 15-20 minutes apart. They weren't that painful so I was able
to sleep.
Thursday they continued about 10-15 minutes apart but they
would stop for a while, especially if I was moving around. I began to
wonder if labor really was beginning! I didn't tell Brett that I was
having contractions since I didn't know if they would continue. Late Thursday afternoon they began to increase in pain and were anywhere
between 5 and 10 minutes apart. My friend Lindsey invited me to Bunco at her
house, but I declined because of the contractions, not sure if they
would get even closer together or not.
Once Brett got home I told him
about the contractions. They continued to increase in pain and were
about 4-8 minutes apart. With every few hours they would get closer
together. After about 10 pm they picked up immensely. I began to have
to focus during them as they were a bit painful. At this point the pain
was only in my back. Before bed Brett packed his bag (mine was already
packed) and we got everything together if we had to head to the
hospital in the middle of the night. I was unable to sleep through the
contractions so for several hours I moved around the house trying to
find a comfortable position, but not really being successful.
Around 4
am I woke Brett up as the pain was quite strong and my contractions were
about 2-4 minutes apart, lasting from 45-60 seconds and had been that
way for about 90 minutes. Our Bradley classes taught us that when
contractions were 3 minutes apart lasting about a minute long and had
been that way for an hour to go to the hospital. So we did! We got our
stuff loaded in the car and headed out. Before we left I asked Brett
to change his pants...he was wearing "swishy" pants and I knew they
would get on my nerves! Thankfully he was happy to make his in-labor
wife happy. :) He also made me a smoothie. I knew I needed something
in my stomach but nothing solid sounded good.
We got to the hospital and Brett dropped me off at the front. I tried
to check in, but registration was 30 minutes away from opening (at
5:30am). So we had to make our way to the ER to register there. They got
me checked in and then a L&D nurse came down to get me. They got
me into a room in triage and went through the questions and paperwork
they needed to. They did an exam to determine my progress. I was 3 cm
dilated. I was hoping for more! They decided to call the midwife on
call (Damara) and see what she wanted to do. Damara advised them to
have me walk for an hour to see if it helped my labor along. So we
walked the L&D unit as my contractions continued in the same pattern
& intensity. After an hour I was still 3 cm so they sent us home.
I was a bit disappointed.
We headed home, got something to eat and put
a movie (Harry Potter) in. I was pretty exhausted since I hadn't slept
all night. I was able to get some rest during the movie, but I was
still woken up by contractions about every 10-20 minutes. Around 11 we
headed to the doctor for my previously scheduled appointment. We had an
ultrasound done to check the amniotic fluid (since I had measured at 44
at my last appointment) and have a non stress test. Everything checked
out okay, and I was still 3 cm. :( We decided to have Damara strip my
membranes to see if things moved along. WOW, that was painful! We made
another appointment for the following Tuesday, but I really doubted
that I would make it. At least I hoped not! I knew I was in labor and
couldn't fathom it lasting that long! I asked Damara when we should
head back to the hospital and her suggestion was when I couldn't handle
the contractions anymore.
We went back home and I continued to labor. The contractions were
quite strong in the afternoon. Also, there were tornado warnings for
our area, but I could have cared less as the contractions required
everything I had to get through them. Brett was great about helping me
through them and helping me switch positions (from the rocking chair to
the exercise ball mostly). When he would fall asleep I typically let him sleep
until I began to really need his help. Around 2 am (on Saturday 3/3/12) I couldn't take it
anymore. The contractions were so intense and they were starting to
bring tears to my eyes. I woke Brett up and told him it was time to go
back to the hospital. I wasn't surprised that we headed to the
hospital in the middle of the night (both times) as for the previous few
weeks the braxton hicks usually came in the evenings,.
We went to the ER entrance and got checked in. Getting checked in was
torturous. The woman doing it was so slow and asking a lot of questions
(when I should have already been in the system) and I had to have Brett
answer some of them because the contractions were so painful. Finally I
got taken up to triage in L&D. They checked me and I was 4, maybe 5
cm. I was not happy! All that labor and only 1 more cm!? They called
the midwife on call (Alison) and she decided that I should stay. Which
was good because I had no plans in leaving! I hated being in the bed
during contractions. Laying on your back in bed is the worst thing for
back labor! But the nurse (Kelly) and Brett were great at helping me
through the contractions. I couldn't have done it by myself!
After waiting a little I got moved into a (huge) labor &
delivery room that had a tub for laboring in. As I was getting settled
in my contractions continued. They drew blood for labs and got an IV
started. I was positive for Group B Strep so I had to have an initial
round of antibiotics and then again every 4 hours until she was born.
During my first dose they had me hooked up to the monitors for Peyton's
heart rate and the contractions. After about 30 minutes I was free to
move around. But every hour for 15 minutes I was monitored again. But
thankfully the nurse did it where ever I was in the room.
I labored for
several hours (maybe 5ish? I didn't have a clock in sight so it was
hard for me to tell what happened when. After she was born I had to ask
what time it was, I had no idea!!) trying whatever felt somewhat
comfortable. I tried the tub, but it was hard to get in a position that
was helpful for my back labor. Then it got hot in the bathroom so I
had to get out. I mostly labored on the ball or in the rocking chair.
The rocking chair squeaked SO loudly, but it was a comfortable position
so I just had to power through the annoyance! After a while my
contractions were pretty terrible. So terrible that at every one I
would start crying and shaking uncontrollably. I would just look at
Brett and cry cry cry. I then started telling him I couldn't do it
anymore. I was so exhausted. Contractions were about 2-3 minutes apart
and I was so tired that in the 60-90 second break I had I would fall
asleep and be woken up by a contraction, not even realizing I fell
asleep. I just felt terrible and didn't know how I would continue on
with how painful contractions were and how spent I was.
Brett & I finally decided (it felt like I had to convince him
though!) to see where I was and then go from there on making a decision
for pain relief. They came and checked me and I was 6 cm. SIX. I was
so bummed. But I knew that I had to get pain relief. If I made it to
10 without it, I didn't see how I would have the strength to push. So
we weighed our options and decided an epidural was best for both Peyton
and I. Once I decided on that I had to stay in bed. Thankfully it
wasn't too long before the anesthesiologist was in there and getting to
work. Brett had to leave for the epidural, but thankfully my
contractions toned down and I was able to make it through that process.
The numbing shot was a bit painful and it was an odd feeling as the
catheter went in, but oh what sweet relief it gave me! My back felt so
much better and I was finally able to rest! I think I got a couple hours
of sleep, but off an on as nurses came in and that dang blood pressure
cuff went off every 15 minutes. But I was mostly able to sleep through
it as I hadn't slept for days!
After a few hours they checked me again and I was 7 cm. Well,
that's progress but geez, it was taking forever!! Alison gave me a
couple options of what we could do to help speed it up (break water,
pitocin, etc) and I decided to have her break my water. I wanted to try
non-medication methods first. Well, after a while that didn't help
much (I can't remember how much progress). So Alison suggested we do Pitocin. After contemplating, I decided to have
them start Pitocin, but on the lowest dose possible (it was my choice, but that was
what Alison was recommending). I really dislike
Pitocin so I did not want very much at all!
After a while (sorry, I
have no idea what time this was!), I was 9 cm. Whoo hoo! Almost
there! At this point I think they upped the Pitocin a little. I then
got to 9.5. The nurse (Ashley) suggested I try pushing a couple times
to see if the lip of cervix would go away or not. I then asked her to
stop the Pitocin as the epidural had pretty much worn off (those lovely
contractions were coming back full force!) so she did. I FINALLY got to
10 cm, BUT the epidural had worn off completely (I could have walked)
and the contractions were worse than before (thank you Pitocin!). It
was so hard to get through these contractions now, especially since they
made me turn on the side that they hurt the worst (Peyton didn't like
me being on my other side). I was pleading for it to be over with! But
of course no one could help. And the epidural was still dripping, but
for some reason it just wasn't working. :( And the nurse had told me
several times she was going to call Alison, but after what seemed like
forever she still wasn't there! I kept asking Brett "Where is she!?"
She finally arrived and I was so happy to see her! Oddly enough once
they put my legs up in the leg holder thingamajigs the contractions were
much less painful. That would have been nice to know earlier!
I don't know how long I pushed, but it was less than an hour. I
started pushing shortly after shift change (@ 7pm) and she arrived at
8:04 pm. It was hard work and I felt like I was getting nowhere since I
couldn't tell how much progress I was making (maybe I should have had
them put a mirror up when they asked?) despite Brett & Alison telling me I was a
good pusher. I remember asking several times if we were close. Alison
told me that once she put on her scrub coverings we were close. When
she finally put them on and they put the baby blanket on my chest I got
nervous! My baby girl was almost here! At one point Alison told me to
reach down and feel my baby's head (and all of her hair). I was
hesitant (don't know why now) but I did. Oh my, one of the best things
ever! Her lil head was so soft, and that hair! I wanted to see her so
bad! After some more pushing, Peyton was born at 8:04 pm. It was
instant love for us all! I was so relieved that it was over (and that
the intense contractions were gone!!) and excited that we finally got to
meet our sweet girl!
She was perfect! I remember noticing her
fingernails were already needing to be cut (8 days overdue will do that I
guess!) and thinking to ask if she was indeed a girl (but we figured
that out soon enough). After Peyton got cleaned up (still on my chest)
we started our Kangaroo Care/skin to skin. One of the best hours of my
life! Once the placenta was delivered the pain really was gone (praise
God!) and Alison started stitching me up (I had a small tear). Alison
didn't realize at first that I was no longer numb, but the pain from the
stitches was nothing compared to what I felt earlier, and I was holding
my sweet Peyton, so I could have cared less! The nurses kept
commenting on how big Peyton was, but none of us had any idea how big
until they weighed her...9 lbs 10.8 oz. Holy moly! My only thought was
did I seriously give birth to that! haha From what I heard her birth
weight was the talk of the nursery!
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Daddy giving Peyton her first bath |
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My two loves! |
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First picture as a family of 3! |
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Me and my sweet baby girl! |
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Peyton Elise
Born 3.3.12 @ 8:04 pm
9 lbs 10.8 oz, 22 in |
My labor and delivery didn't go as I had hoped, but I went into it
knowing that I needed to be flexible and to make the best decision for
Peyton and I with the circumstances we were in. I feel that we
accomplished that. I labored unmedicated for about 40 hours. Had I
been able to get some rest in there I might have been able to do it, but
we got the result we wanted...a healthy baby girl! We love you so much
Peyton!!