Tuesday, October 4, 2011

The birth of " Little Major"

I was a week and a day or so overdue, and very anxious to get to meet my little guy. The doctor would not approve of any of my hippie homeopathic herbs/pills to get him out so wait it out we did. We went in for a NST/ultrasound to make sure everything was okay the Wednesday before he was born. After the whole ordeal that was our doctor's visit we treated ourselves to some well deserved Indian food.

The next day we relaxed and more importantly I decided that since the herbs were out, hypnosis was in. I downloaded the Come out baby mp3 from Hypnobabies.com, best $15 I ever spent. I listened to it off and on all day. I was determined to get this baby out of me! That night I woke up around 4am just worried and anxious.. I did NOT want to be induced on Monday as scheduled.. I really didn't. So I tossed and turned and was just about to get up and hit replay on my mp3 when I heard/felt a pop ( which wasn't unusual considering my pelvis did this and it felt like Freddy popped a little too) I rolled over and stood up on the edge of the bed and that is when I literally had a wave of water coming out of me. I was waddling to the bathroom wrapping towels around me and trying to throw towels on the floor to clean up. I waddled quite excitedly to the bedroom where my husband was already awake for some reason at 5:30am and I was glad because I didn't want to startle him.

We gathered up the kids and called the hospital and my mama so she could meet us there. The ride down was very pleasant. In fact everything had been entirely pleasant seeing as Kevin got to take the two weeks prior off work ( thought we would have already had the baby.. everyone kept saying the 3rd one would come early) and so we only had another week left before he had to go back to work. We really enjoyed our time together at home. It gave us this fresh start and we finally got to be just us and our family for one of the first times since we have been married.

We get to the hospital and I am only 2cm and 50% effaced. I was so sure I was more than that even though I had not had a contraction since my water broke. My contractions were weak at best.. but I had one of the greatest nurses ever... She grabbed a birthing ball for me, understood my needs and wants and pretty much made this birth my easiest and best birthing experience despite the one doctor I didn't want was the one on call. I promised I would play nice and not burn the hospital down and my doctor was on his way out and talked to me about what we needed to do since I was having sporadic contractions at best. I felt miserable.. I was peeved off at my body.. I was bouncing around, walking, had a nurse to do intermittent monitoring.. and now my body just would not recognize it needed to be in labor.

I agreed on a timeline. I said give me 6 hours.. If I am still 2cm and 50% then I will agree to the most minimal amount of Pitocin. I despised this but it was a reasonable thing considering how he was still -2 station and I still was gushing fluid so he had room to bounce and I had to sit my arse down because I didn't need to get the cord in the way. He was fine to come out I didn't need to go buggering it up.

I got all worked up and depressed so while they readied the pit.. I got online and bought some Wild Child Woolies... nothing like a little retail therapy mid labor...

They got the pitocin going and grabbed myself an epidural because pitocin induced contractions give you pretty much no break and I like my epidural:P pretty much by the time the epidural kicked in I was at 5cm and I started shaking I always shake and it's during transition ( which I dread because I usually throw up..) so I got my husband's IPad and downloaded my hypnobabies relax mp3 that was free and I has used earlier to see if I wanted to download and pay for the Come Out Baby Mp3.

My nurse was busy getting things ready and was more than respectful because she had used hypnobabies with her last birth so she was totally in tune with what I needed. She checked me and I was 5cm and 80-90% effaced so she went to go pump for her child. However my little guy had other plans I went from 5cm to 10cm in ten minutes. She was watching my monitors and saw something was up and sent another nurse to check on me and I was already crowning. She comes in the room and we had already discussed the fact I didn't want to be coached that I wanted to let the contractions work and push when I wanted during a contraction. They called for the doctor and she made it for the placenta :P cause I pushed a little more after I had asked if she was okay to deliver the baby. Once she said yes I was not going to stop him or slow down.

I also got to see him come out which I passed on the other time because my throwing up didn't help things... mirrors and seeing blood didn't really rank up there with me.. but this.. this was different.. each push and contraction I was watching him come out of my body.. I saw him come out of me and felt him right as he came out and was placed on my chest. It was honestly one of the most amazing things in my life to witness and I did it..

My placenta was birthed naturally not even 5 minutes later. It was on the small side and the cord never pulsed so I was so glad that he decided to come on out and be done. He was born at 3:15pm September 23rd 2011 weighing in at 8lbs 1.5oz and 20 1/2 inches long... he cried a little and then just laid there content.

I went from feeling like my body was failing me.. to .. I birthed this baby.. not exactly the way I wanted but had the kindness and understanding of a great nurse.. and a great husband who stood by me and helped me each little bit of the way.. kissing me and when I needed to calm down, getting me my so desperately needed ice, showing me that I could do this and not letting me in on just how worried he was after what happened with my last birth. I was fine and my new little man was fine. Everything was set right..

This time I appreciate it more... I soak it in more... This is not my first rodeo.. and I know it goes by in a blink. He is now a week and 3 days old... and I am more in love with him with every breath. I love more.. I feel more.. and it's a good day to be alive.

I am going to go snuggle down with him now..
Namaste
Elizabeth.

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