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Sunday, April 20, 2014

Natural Childbirth - Parker's birth story

If the term "natural/unmedicated childbirth" wigs you out...you can go ahead and stop reading NOW.  However, if you have ever, will ever, hope to ever or soon will be having a baby, this post might be of some interest to you.  It's a lot to put our birth story out there, but since I did it with Briggs, I guess it's time to do it for Parker.

We had an eventful pregnancy at the end just as we did with Briggs. If you want more details on that process, read here, here, here and here.  Short version... whole pregnancy of weekly shots, oral meds, 5 weeks bedrest, in and out of the hospital and other fun stuff. 

 I made it to 39 weeks which looks a little BIG something like this...


 We tried to pack our days with some sort of walking and activity to help Parker come.  So we headed to the zoo this day and walked, walked, walked.

Made it through the whole day.  I was hurting but not much different than any other day.  Went to bed that night and my back (back labor) was hurting/ cramping/ aching pretty good.  It kept waking me up.  I finally decided to get up and take a shower to see if that would help.  By the time I got finished drying my hair...I was having to stop and breath.  It got to the point where I knew it was time.  I got Justin up and went to sit in the living room to wait for him.  Things progressed quickly from here.  I started having to breath through contractions and then went and woke mom up to tell her we were leaving.  Everyone was buzzing around the house (it's about 11:30 pm now).  Contractions were 2-3 min apart.  I called the hospital to tell them we were on the way and I just started walking to the car.  I felt like that kid was coming right then with as fast and hard as my contractions ramped up.

It was really cold outside.  I don't think we said one word the whole way to the hospital b/c I was just breathing through contractions.  Well I did do one thing...texted our amazing friend and birth photographer, Allison so she could be on standby.  My hands were shaking the whole time b/c I was hurting, but two words...PRIORITIES PEOPLE.

We get there and Justin let me out at the L&D door so he could park the car.  This was probably one of the stupidest things EVER!  So they have the doors locked (security purposes).  There is a little 15 year old security guy sitting at a desk.  I'm OBVIOUSLY in labor trying to get the door to open.  He is yelling at me to push some button on the wall.  I can't hear him b/c I'M ABOUT TO HAVE A BABY and just need inside.  I'm about to ring this kids neck and he finally walks over to tell me through the glass what to do.  This makes me tired and annoyed just typing this...I ring the bell...it calls L&D... the nurse asks me who I am...(I'm thinking some not very nice words in my head)...get buzzed in...go up the elevators... get to the desk....check in...triage room...they decide I'm really in labor (could have told them that)...get me to a room... GEEZ! Quite the process!

Sidenote, this is the perfect day b/c all my people are there, or almost.  Allison is on her way.  Amy (our L&D nurse for Briggs comes on at 7am), Dr. Swindle is on call at 7am and will be at the hospital.  Mom is at our house and ready to head to the hospital when we call.  It was perfect!


So the day, or night should I say looked a little something like this....


Justin gets upstairs and we get situated for the long night ahead.  Allison arrives and was able to be there and capture all the pics you see below.  If you want her version of the day, read here.

Things actually started slowing down a tad when we got situated.  I just figured once things got started, we would be cruisin.  NOT!  I got there and was 4 cm, contractions steady at 2-3 minutes apart.  They started fluctuating and lightening up.

So we hit the halls to walk....A LOT!


I used this thing to try and help me out.  If you're scratching your head on this one, email me and I'll explain.  It did help a little, but only for a period and then they would slow down again and we would...walk.  BIG SIGH!


Everybody got there.  mom, Allison, Justin of course was there.  And we are all just hanging out and chatting.  I'm just gonna be honest. I felt so guilty right about now. It's the middle of the night.  My neighbor had come over to sit with Briggs since he was sleeping, all my people have come to the hospital and they are all just waiting for something to happen.  I know there is only so much I have control over, but I think I was almost having performance anxiety or something?  I felt so bad they were all waiting on...ME!


but we did have a good time visiting...


mom got busy wiping everything down while we were out walking 
(YES...I got it honest and this pic proves it)


Just to recap...we have gone from midnight to 7am and then the game changer walked in...AMY.  
She was our nurse for Briggs' birth and made all the difference in our experience.  
I had known her schedule for the past month and knew she would be here this morning, 
so we went ahead and requested her as soon as we got to the hospital.


She comes in...and says her famous words...
"we are gonna have us a baby by lunch".  
Just for the record... She was right.  
She checks me. water breaks.  I cry.  Just for the other record, it HURT, but
... IT WAS TIME...
  It is the only time I cried during the whole thing.


 Things quickly changed.  The room when from a laid back, joking, chatty time to this....


And this...


 And this...
Poor thing!  I said this with Briggs, but seeing this picture makes me feel it even more.  I feel so bad for him because he feels so bad for me that I'm hurting and there is nothing he can do about it.


I've got my game face on.  If that's not a look of determination...


Poor justin.  And my sweet little momma.  Probably texting my sis b/c she was chomping at the bits to be there.  We can all give a...BIG SIGH...that my mom is here for this one.  So special!


MY PEOPLE!  wouldn't have made it without them...for real!


The pictures narrate our morning well... I went between rocking on the ball to standing and leaning on the bed mostly.  It was a pretty intense labor and got there quickly after my water broke.

Things got super intense toward the end...This (above pic) was actually the last pic of me standing up.  I remember getting to the point where I was shaking it was hurting so bad and all I could do was breathe. That was my focus...deep breathing...in and out...I had told Amy a few times...I think I need to push.  She checked me and I was 8cm. It was about 2-3 more contractions and I was like, I've got to do something.  They helped me get in the bed and I couldn't help it...I just started pushing. 

This pic isn't pretty...but it's real life people..


She checked me and I was at 10cm.  She hit it into high gear.  Pushed the button on the wall, started yelling for them to get somebody in there, looked at me, saw his head and told me to stop pushing the baby was coming out (only because she didn't even have gloves on yet).  I couldn't stop...The end of the bed didn't come off...nobody else was in there, NOT EVEN DOCTOR SWINDLE...when it's time, it's time...Parker just came out right there!

This pic captures a good view of my mom.  I already said it was intense...poor thing.  I'm sure it's hard to watch your child hurt, but so special to be a part of all at the same time.



Three pushes and Amy was holding him up!


A happy look of relief that our baby made it here safe



And THEN...doctor Swindle walked in.  I still haven't let her live that one down.






A few little hugs, kisses, high fives...and just when you think it's all over...you get to take it down a few notches and deliver the placenta.  It's still cramp-y contraction-y type pains...I had to breathe through them and  focus a little...but not as intense as labor.


I wanted to see what it looked like.  Thank me for not including a pic....really!


That's it.  The rest is just some stitching up, chit chat, more picture taking...
see Parker's birth story part 2 (coming soon) for more pics of the little cutie. 
But that's the story on how our second son got here.


One last thing I have to share...
My theme verse for the birth that the nurses had given me (in all my visits up the hospital) was...

A woman giving birth to a child has pain because her time has come; but when her baby is born she forgets the anguish because of her joy that a child is born into the world.
John 16:21 



AMEN

1 comment:

  1. I have read this before. But again tonight. The only time I have missed l&d nursing, is when I think of my few and far between friend/patients like you...A part of me feels like I let you down for number 3...but this isn't about me, it's about you and your family, and how you allow me to be a part of the great times, and the sad ones. Thank you. I care about all of you!

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