Monday, March 03, 2014
Saturday, March 01, 2014
Miss Amelia is asleep in the moby wrap so we'll see how much I can get written. I've been wanting to type up this experience for a while, so let's hope I can do it! (edited: it is now 1 week later)
Here's the short version
41 weeks, 5-6 days
8 lbs 14 oz
5th vaginal birth
Induction--Labor Tincture, Castor oil
Duration--4 hours 57 minutes, with second stage lasting 4 minutes
I call this birth the "down to the wire" birth. First, there was all the questions concerning my due dates. Based solely on my LMP, my due date was January 22. But I had 2 possible dates of conception, and because my babies always come post-date, the midwife went with the second date for medical records.
So January 22 came and went. So did January 29th, the later due date. And now we're into February.
And suddenly I'm starting to feel the pressure of a deadline! This was one of my main purposes of having a home birth: allowing spontaneous labor! I never thought #5 would be so late in coming.
Tyler started to feel nervous because I could possibly be 42+ weeks. So Friday February 7 I went in for a biophysical profile. This was our first glimpse of the baby. I had to go to the bathroom as soon as we got to the ultrasound room and I just knew Tyler would be bribing the tech to find out what we were having! Anyway, that all went perfect and dated me at 41 and 3 days. Phew! I still have time! It did however predict baby weighing 9 lbs 10 oz. Good thing we all know those late ultrasounds can be way off! And, there was no finding out the sex anyway, the telling parts were all hidden. Take that Tyler!
Then, Saturday morning 5am, my water broke. I was really excited! This was really going to happen! Today was the day! I've never had my water spontaneously break, so I knew this was it.
All day, no contractions. I spent the rest of the day walking. And walking. It was freezing cold, so Elizabeth and I walked the halls of the church building (I am lucky to have a key!). I would have back pain, and small contractions, but only when I was walking. Once I stopped, they stopped. The funny thing was every time I passed this picture of Jesus, I would have a contraction:
Elizabeth sent me the picture in the night hoping that would keep things going :) After quite a few hours, I was exhausted and opted for a nice shower and an attempt at sleep.
Sunday morning I woke up still pregnant and still with no contractions. I now was past 24 hours and once again had a deadline. WHY baby?
No one went to church that morning, thinking it would happen--that contractions would just kick in and labor would start. Still no.
Lynda stopped by to check me out and we talked about options. I was willing to try a labor tincture, and save Castor oil as a last resort. Tyler had already decided that my body was indeed a lemon and I was never going to go into labor. He had resigned himself to a trip to the hospital. However, I was fine and baby was fine. Everything was still positive.
I started the tincture around 3pm, taking the bitter stuff every 30 minutes. I would have a contraction about every 15-30 minutes, but they were short and not regular and not really painful. By about 6pm, I gave up on that. I went out to the driveway for a cold and lonely walk, needing some time to sort out my feelings. I was feeling so so so very discouraged. I felt my dream of a homebirth slipping away. I was very disappointed that I wouldn't even get the chance to TRY. I wondered why my body was not working. I thought maybe there was some horrible reason I needed to be in the hospital. I just prayed and prayed and turned my will over to the Lord's and prayed for acceptance for whatever was to be. It was a good cathartic cry. I returned to the house willing to accept the loss of my dream.
Then I took the Castor oil as my last resort, my last hope. This was about 7pm. It really wasn't too bad going down. And as soon as I set my glass down, I had 2 contractions 5 minutes apart. Could it work that fast? I think not, it was finally just time. Instead of walking more and driving myself bonkers, I just settled in to Downton Abbey and some knitting. I still didn't think anything would happen. But yet, I was starting to have more contractions, some that even required deep breathing. Still wouldn't let myself believe it was happening.
By 11 pm, I had to stand in the shower with the water pounding my back. Elizabeth was summoned. I forgot to mention that Elizabeth was starting a week-long Lactation Counselor class the next morning and would not be available. Once again, down to the wire. Ty and Elizabeth set up the birth pool and I was having hard back labor. I needed to do my low-groaning right off. It was hard. I tried lying down and listening to my hypno tracks, but I quickly flung off my headphones and stood back up. Standing up was the only thing I could do. I got in the shower again, using up most the hot water despite the water heater being turned way up! Lynda and her 2 assistants arrived about 12:30am. I was checked and was 7-8cm. She felt hair on the baby's head. I got into the birth tub, but still had to be bent over, semi standing. After the midwives were all set up with their gear, the low-groaning transitioned to that grunting at the end of each contraction. Tyler left the room to get Maddie. It was happening fast and was all so.... normal. I couldn't imagine packing up and leaving for a hospital at this point.
The grunting was getting more intense and Lynda checked me again. 9.5cm with a lip of cervix. They urged me to turn over into a sitting position and not to push--just wait for that last bit of cervix. As soon as I flipped over (just sitting down) the head was out. I didn't even believe it. They had to tell me! I reached down and felt the little head there. And I tried patiently to wait for the next contraction. A few minutes later, there she was. Total time pushing? 4 minutes. I pulled her up out of the water and held the little body to my chest, as much as I could--she had a really short cord (17"). And there it was: the best feeling in the entire world. WE DID IT!!!
The rest of the kids joined us (not Wyatt, we left him asleep) and I got to lift up the little body to announce the sex: IT'S A GIRL!!! They were giddy. It was all so wonderful and amazing, and exactly what I wanted. Exactly what I dreamed. It was a wonderful beautiful experience. And once again, so normal. A very normal birth.
Third stage was fast and I did experience some heavy bleeding. But a quick shot of pitocin helped that out. Yes, midwives are equipped with that. After she was born, it was so nice to shower and get tucked into my own bed. She latched right on and has been a great nurser. I did require some stitches which my midwife skillfully put in and that was really the hardest part! Then Tyler got me a hamburger and I was drinking my orange juice.
I have felt better postpartum this time around more than any other. I loved NOT being at the hospital and feeling separated from my family. I loved not being checked every hour in the middle of the night and I loved the confidence of just being able to take care of my own baby. Plus sleeping in my own bed.
It was just a perfectly normal (and wonderful!) experience.
We are so glad to finally have baby Amelia with us.
A huge thank you to the homebirth dream team: Lynda, Penny, Kimberly and Elizabeth. Thank you all.
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Monday, January 20, 2014
I've been vegging in front of the computer for the last hour, until my feet have swollen into balloons. Seriously, they look like latex-free exam gloves blown up. Except with shorter fingers.
I'm really feeling about done with this whole pregnancy thing. My first official due date is this Wednesday. But nothing is happening. Or will happen. It just doesn't work that way for me. Maybe in 12 more days. But by that time I may have cut off my feet.
I admit, it's been hard not knowing the sex of the baby. I do not feel as bonded or excited. At this point in my other pregnancies, I could satisfy the impatience with lots of shopping, but I don't really feel I can do that.
We did, for fun, set up the birth pool to check for leaks:
And, the official test of parenthood, I washed the infant seat and re assembled it:
My bff Elizabeth (my doula, Bradley instructor, mentor) got her official notice that she's a certified DONA doula!!!! I am so excited for her! And, I hope that means I will hear back soon too. I submitted my stuff about 2 weeks after she did. Hopefully it all goes through!
My parents are popping over today. To drop off a lot of frozen food (thank you!) and a new guest bed. Apparently the one I have is past its prime. So we took down the antique full size bed and will make room for a twin trundle. That's probably more practical anyway.
Well, it's time for me to get up and boss these kids around to do their chores. And maybe I should get dressed. Which consists of me changing from pajamas to yoga pants. Fancy.
Since I only seem to blog every 2-3 weeks now, there is a good chance that the next time I sit down here, I will be one-handed typing! At least let's hope!!
Friday, January 10, 2014
- This is Wyatt in his favorite hat. He got it for Christmas from his Aunt Allie and Uncle Joe. He LOVES it. He also LOVES yogurt.
- I had a house cleaner come today. It is so worth it. My whole house is clean AT THE SAME TIME! I had her focus on my bedroom and bathroom, so now, the baby can come, right?
- Not much else is going on here. I try to do something other than sleep all day, but it's hard to do. I'm not sleeping well at nights, so I guess my days are making up for it.
- We are thoroughly stuck on baby names. Tyler is most unhelpful. Any suggestions?
Saturday, January 04, 2014
Anyway, I have a box of childhood stuff and I got out the kindergarten file to show Will and look what I found: An anatomically correct stick figure of a pregnant woman! I love that I've got that baby's head down; I have no idea how I knew that was the right way. Cracked me up. And look how happy that mom is.
In the same vein, my baby is now in optimal position. I'm about as happy as that mom in the drawing. Except that my feet are totally swollen (no stick legs for me) and my back hurts all the time and all those pelvic bones are rebelling against the pressure.
I knew once the holidays were over it was baby time, but I still feel panicky that it's going to happen so soon!
- I ordered my birth tub (should be here by Friday which gives it plenty of time to warm up to our home temperature)
- got a drinking safe hose
- bought tiny newborn diapers (2 packages are enough then we'll be cloth--a perk to having such big babies) and a few newborn t shirts (if it's a girl, she's going to be clothes-less for awhile. I have NO tiny girl clothes)
- got a new nursing bra
- brought back tons of towels from my mom's house
- gathered a bunch more supplies like trash bags, sports bra for in tub, plastic tablecloths, all sorts of other bizarre home birth items...
- scheduled a house cleaner to come (before and after baby). I'm so glad to be laboring and birthing in my own home, but it MUST be clean and sparkly for my total relaxation.
Saturday, December 28, 2013
We had a very lovely, peaceful, calm Christmas. At least as peaceful and calm as it can be with 4 kids. My parents came over for Christmas Eve which included a turkey dinner and a small devotional (by Maddie). Also there was some music playing with my dad on French horn, Tyler on trumpet and Maddie on bass clarinet. I guess that was a little loud too, but fun.
Here are the main highlights:
Maddie: gift cards, gift cards, cash and a bass clarinet neck strap
Giselle: a real sewing machine, sewing kit and earring organizer
Will: Playmobil, Playmobil and footy pajamas
Wyatt: car carrier, school bus and train
Me: new speakers for my car, a cordless drill and 5 pairs of kitchen shears
Tyler: a fitbit (have I blogged about how much I love my fitbit? I thought I'd share the love), socks, pens and sweater, you know, Dad stuff.
We had fun the rest of the day eating and lounging around and enjoying the company.
It was a great Christmas!
We are making a day trip to my parents for new years to see my brothers and their families and then, it's baby time!!!
I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas too!!!
Saturday, December 21, 2013
I know, it's kind of like a Christmas miracle. 2 posts in one week?!
But I'm actually upstairs sitting at the computer and no one is bugging me.
It's been super warm today, 73 degrees (first day of winter and all...) The kids got in the pool and played in the rain and my feet are swollen beyond recognition. They've been pretty swollen (like normal) this pregnancy, but not painful. I realized it's the hotter weather that makes them actually hurt. I can't bend my ankles and just kind of clomp around. Thank goodness tomorrow is a bit cooler. In someways the warm weather is nice, no bundling and hurting, but it does not seem very Christmas-like.
Tomorrow is Christmas Sunday at church. I'm singing in a group number, Elle is doing a little speaking number before the primary children sing and Maddie is singing with the Young Women. I love all music Sacrament Meetings! However, I'm teaching sharing time, and now I was asked to sub for music time too. The kids are going to get a lot of me--and there's a lot of me to get too! I will be exhausted afterwards, pray that I will survive. Lately I can't do much without a deep 2 hour nap...
We got Sonic milkshakes (half off for winter solstice) and tried to drive around and look at lights tonight. The torrential downpour made it a little difficult to see out the windows, but the shakes were good. I think Sonic's chocolate peppermint is better than Chick-Fil-As. Don't ask me how I know that :) Wyatt was so darn cute though, pointing to every brightly lit house and saying "oooooooooo." That kid is so fun.
Did I mention that my doula certification packet has been turned in? I am so proud of myself for doing all the work to get that finished. Once it's approved (and I really hope it is!) I will have an official designation after my name. Fancy! I know it will be awhile before I'm fully back into the doula world, but I am very excited when the time comes.
And this has been one of my favorite Christmas songs for years:
Thursday, December 19, 2013
I'm gonna really try and do this. I've been the lousiest blogger.
I got Wyatt's stocking done. He didn't have one last year (not that he minded) but he's a real family member now. I'm glad I have almost a whole year to make one for this new babe. I took this picture and thought, "That makes me look like I have a big family" and yet, there's more.
Will is Star of the Week this week.
Could you pick a worse possible week? I've had to do tons of extra projects and buy extra stuff, nearly putting me over the edge (emotionally, mentally, financially). I even ate lunch with him (my least favorite thing to do: Wyatt was like a crazy out-of-control toddler and I am too big to chase him around. I'm sure everyone was looking at me thinking I should NOT be having more children). But Will has been so thrilled to have Duke Dog home with us and be the special kid. I'm trying to be really nice about it.
That's about it for now. I have more to write about my crazy Friday the 13th, but I have to do some research for Giselle's talk in Sacrament meeting this Sunday(!) and my lesson...
Sunday, December 08, 2013
This is will be fast on my part because I'm having a hard time keeping my eyelids open.
- Grateful that I get to play Christmas hymns on the organ.
- Grateful that Maddie gave a great talk in Sacrament Meeting today. She was feeling a little nervous this morning, but Elle told her "just wear a cute outfit and you'll do fine" always helpful advice.
- Grateful that my first ever piano recital (as a teacher) went well. All the kids did a fabulous job and it was over in 30 minutes. My kind of program.
- And grateful for the 1st Presidency Christmas Devotional tonight. It's one of the highlight of the season for me.
Monday, December 02, 2013
Well, what a holiday. We had big plans to visit Tyler's family who live in central IL. Tyler worked for weeks custom installing a DVD player in the big van in anticipation for the trip. We loaded up Wednesday with the excitement of what will most likely be our last trip for awhile.
Well, all is fine and dandy and we made it there in 9 hours. We had a comfy place to stay and the food and Thanksgiving meal were excellent. It was cold, but felt very holiday-like. The kids were having a blast shooting guns and pestering their 2 teen-aged cousins. There were little presents hidden all around the house for the kids to find and that was really fun. I was still recovering from a terrible cold and got lots of rest while Wyb napped. It was great, until Friday morning.
We thought we'd take the kids to this Swedish village that was having all sorts of Christmas festivities. We got out of the car, went into one cute shop, walked out and Wyb threw up ALL OVER Tyler. He was covered. Thank goodness we were no longer in the cute, crowded, tiny store.
We quickly headed back, packed up all our stuff and hastily said good-bye. My thinking was if we all get this, I'd much rather be at my own home. Wyatt threw up 2 more times in the car, but we made it.Then I got sick and it was bad. And Will got sick and it was bad. Then Tyler got sick and it was bad. Elle just caught my cold, and Maddie seemed to escape it all. Somehow we managed through the weekend and everyone seems better--well enough that all kids went to school and Tyler went to work. We are all rather exhausted though.
So now I have LOTS of laundry and sanitizing and a whole mess of a house since no one could really move all weekend. And hopefully, we are done with illness for the year. For the record, I don't like being sick and pregnant. It's just unfair.
Thursday, November 21, 2013
Ugh. Time for an update I suppose.