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Birth Plans

All of the pregnancy books tell you to come up with a birth plan so that you know exactly what you want to do when the time comes.

I’ll admit, the thought of a birth plan was a little daunting to me.  This was my first pregnancy and I had no idea what to expect from a labor and delivery experience.  I was afraid to plan it all out because that meant I had to really think about it ahead of time.  My doctor asked me about it during one of my late third trimester appointments.  When I said I didn’t really have one, but I knew I wanted an epidural, she just chuckled and said it was probably a good thing.  The people who come in with a three-page birth plan, for example, are often disappointed because things never seem to go exactly as planned.

I went in knowing that I wanted an epidural and a vaginal delivery.  That was the extent of my birth plan, and I thought of it as very relaxed and “go-with-the-flow.”  Hubster can attest to my laid-back approach – I even allowed him to watch the NFL draft on ESPN while I was in labor! ;)

As it turns out, I was not quite as “go-with-the-flow” about everything as I thought.

After 16 hours of laboring in the hospital (preceded by 3 days of early labor at home) and 1.5 hours of pushing, the on-call OBGYN broke the news that I would require a cesarean delivery.  I immediately burst into tears.  I had only wanted two things out of my birth experience, and a c-section was NOT one of them.  I thought about the surgery, the longer recovery time, the fact that I would need c-sections with any future deliveries.  I felt like I had failed by not being able to deliver my son vaginally.  I had pushed for 1.5 hours, to no avail.  Why couldn’t I do it?  It was devastating.

Nearly three weeks later, I have the gift of hindsight.  In retrospect, my c-section was not a terrible thing.  Our little C is here, and he is perfect.  My incision is healing very well.  Even though I went through surgery, I have TONS more energy than I had at the end of my pregnancy.  I was worried about losing weight because I would be less active, but I’ve lost all but 6 pounds of my baby weight already.  Yes, I have a long way to go before my incision and abdominal muscles totally heal.  Yes, I will need to have a cesarean with my future kids; but on the bright side, I will never need to experience a painful labor again.

While I have been reflecting on this topic myself, I also feel there are additional reasons to blog about it.  I have a few friends and family members who are expecting and will be thinking about their birth plans soon.  I’ve also seen birth plans mentioned by several people I follow on Twitter.  Even though I was pretty laid back about my birth plan, I still was devastated when things didn’t go as I had hoped.  I really want to encourage women to go in with a plan of what they would prefer to happen, but to also be open to the very realistic possibility that events could happen that will change that plan.  I don’t want anyone to feel like they have failed their baby or themselves because things didn’t go as planned.

If you don’t want drugs, but find you need them – you are NOT a failure.  Labor and delivery HURTS.  It’s okay to need medication to be more comfortable.

If you need pitocin to move things along – you are NOT a failure.

If your doctor needs to use forceps or a vacuum to assist in your delivery – you are NOT a failure.  Your doctor does this all the time and feels that it’s best for your baby to get out faster with assistance.

If you need to have a cesarean – you are NOT a failure.

Events occur during pregnancy, labor and delivery that you may or may not anticipate, but that’s okay.  You are giving LIFE, and that is an amazing thing.  How your baby arrives here does not matter a day, a week, or a year later.  You’ve carried, nourished and given life to a little person.  That’s all that is important in the end. ;)

A Delivery Story

Our son has arrived!  Labor and delivery definitely didn’t turn out as I had expected or hoped for.  The recovery process is going to be way longer than I wanted, but our beautiful baby boy is here and he’s perfect in every way.  I can’t believe how cute he is.  And it’s crazy to think that we MADE him. ;)

I went into early labor on Tuesday.  Wednesday we went to the hospital because I had bleeding and cramping…turns out the bleeding was okay and the cramps were actually contractions, but I wasn’t dilating quickly enough for them to admit me.  Thursday afternoon, my contractions became 3-5 minutes apart, so we trekked back to the hospital and checked in.  I was 3cm dilated at that point (on Wednesday I had been 2.5cm when I was sent home). When I got to 4cm, I ordered the epidural.  I was terrified of getting it (the thought of a needle getting stuck in your spine is a little scary!), but it really was not nearly as bad as I anticipated.  I would definitely recommend it to any woman!

They gave me pitocin to speed along the dilation and I couldn’t even feel my contractions.  The epi was bliss and I was more comfortable than I’d been in weeks…but that was short-lived…

By 4am, I had completely dilated and began to push.  I pushed for 1.5 hours when the doctor came in to see how I was progressing.  C still hadn’t pushed past my cervix, so the doctor ordered a c-section.  I was devastated and started crying.  I had really hoped to avoid a c-section because of the recovery time.  I was also so exhausted at that point that I was just super emotional.  They capped the epi to prepare me for the transfer to the OR, where I was to receive a stronger medication to completely numb me for surgery.  Then…the epi wore off.

O.M.G., the pain of C being stuck against my tailbone combined with contractions and being told not to push…I really thought I was going to pass out from the pain.  I have never experienced so much pain in my life.  It seemed to take forever to get to the OR.  People were coming in and out and drawing blood, prepping me for surgery, and somehow I signed a consent form during that time even though I don’t even remember being able to open my eyes.  Hubster was awesome and I couldn’t have done it without him holding my hand – I thought I would die!  I finally got taken to the OR, where they put some stronger stuff in my epidural and I got some relief.  Before I knew it, there was a significant amount of pulling and tugging (along with searing vaginal pain because the epi doesn’t reach there and they had to pull out C’s head).  Hubster was able to stand up to look over the draping and saw them pull C out.  He cut the cord.  They brought C over to me so I could see him before taking him to the nursery, but my eyes couldn’t focus from being so tired and having so much pain so I barely even saw my baby!  Hubster left with him when they went to the nursery.  C had expelled meconium in the womb and had some in his lungs, so they had to monitor him and suck it out.

It took the doctor about 20 minutes to finish the surgery. When he was done, he told me that there was no way C would have come out vaginally.  Not only was he facing up, but he would not have fit through my pelvis.  It made me feel better emotionally that even if I had tried more pushing, I wouldn’t have been able to get him out.  At the same time, though….I’m guessing that means I’ll have to have a c-section with every future baby because C’s only 8lbs 4oz and my pelvis was too small for him.

I got wheeled to recovery and it took them FOREVER to get me some pain killers.  I was there for an hour and the whole time I was thinking how much I just wanted to see my baby.  Finally, Hubster was able to come in and brought C with him.  He laid him on my chest so I could at least look at him.

I think the hardest part about having a c-section is not being able to do everything you want for your baby.  For example, I couldn’t hold him for a while.  I wasn’t able to leave the bed until the following morning (24 hours after surgery), so the first time I changed his diaper was that afternoon.  I can’t stand up with him, so someone always has to bring him to me/take him from me when I’m changing positions.  It’s sad!

We’re so glad that he’s finally here!  He’s awesome and we adore him.  :) 

In Labor…Got Sent Home

Major TMI alert…if you don’t want to know the details, just know that I’m in early labor but was sent home from the hospital.

If you’re still reading, here goes…

I’ve had spotting since last Thursday, which is a bit concerning for a pregnant woman!  When I saw my OB on Friday, she said that it was probably from my cervix dilating and I didn’t have to worry about it as long as it continued to be spotting and didn’t get any heavier or redder.  Well, last night it definitely got heavier.  When I woke up this morning, I noticed that there were also some clots.  RED FLAG!  I was pretty freaked out.  It was 7am and I had gotten up early to get ready for my 9:45am doctor appointment (where I was hoping to schedule an induction for next week, since I’m overdue).

The clinic wasn’t open yet, so I called Labor & Delivery.  They couldn’t consult my doctor because she was in surgery but they must have talked to someone else who suggested I come in.  We got ready and got to L&D around 8:20am.  Thankfully, the bleeding was not from a placental abruption or anything equally terrible.  All the cramping I’m having turned out to be contractions.  They were not regular, but all 3-8 minutes apart.  Was still bleeding, but had not made any dilation progress.  In fact, I’ve been dilated the same for about three weeks.  Every hour was spent walking for 30 minutes, then monitoring for 30 minutes.  My doctor decided to keep me there for monitoring until 1pm to see if I was dilating.  While there was a small cervical change, there was no progress in dilation.  My contractions remain irregular and I was sent home.

So here I sit, with contractions that bring severe cramps and back pain (albeit irregular) and continuous bleeding.  I can’t believe I was sent home and not induced.  I’m past my due date, for goodness sake!  They said early labor could last like this for hours or days.

While we were walking the halls at the hospital, we saw a couple there who had been in our birthing class.  She was only due one day before me.  They were headed HOME with their baby.  We were excited for them when we saw them.  After being sent home, it’s just severely depressing.  :-/

Well, Baby C, after a month of false alarms and this morning, we are definitely ready for you to get here.  I’m convinced you’re never coming out and my body has no idea how to get you out.  Hopefully this will all be over soon.

Well Hello, Due Date

When my doctor told me a month ago that Baby C would be early, I never thought we would get acquainted.  Alas, here we are.

I am now convinced that Baby C will not come on his own and we will need to schedule an induction.  I’ll be talking to my doctor about that at tomorrow morning’s appointment.  Perhaps it’s best for me mentally that I don’t anticipate him coming on his own…the amount of false labor that I’ve endured this month has been difficult physically, but even more trying mentally.  It’s so hard getting yourself ready to be checked into the hospital and soon meet your baby, only to have contractions stop or be told that it wasn’t your amniotic fluid that was leaking.

So, due date, please be kind.  I hope that becoming officially over-due does not result in further aches, shooting pains, difficulty moving around and irregular contractions.

To all the moms-to-be out there who have also reached or passed your due date, hang in there!  Hopefully we’ll meet our babies VERY soon :)

Waiting for Labor is a Crash-Course in Patience

I’ve never been a patient person.  Waiting for labor is driving me completely insane.  I am now convinced (illogically, I admit) that Baby C is NEVER. COMING. OUT.  Good thing I didn’t get my hopes up yesterday when they told me I was probably dilating and labor would come soon…I had my appointment today and there was absolutely no change.  I’m still at 2.5cm.  His head is as low as it can get, so it’s no surprise that I feel like I’m holding a bowling ball in between my legs.

I’m frustrated that my due date has always been incorrect.  Had it been correct, I would already be at 40 weeks and we could talk about an induction next week.  Instead, I’ll technically be 42 weeks before they’ll entertain the idea of an induction.  Stupid PCOS and irregular periods.

I’m frustrated that all my cramping and contractions are getting me nowhere.

I’m frustrated that my doctor told me 4 weeks ago that I would be early.

I’m frustrated that I’m too exhausted and in pain to want to do anything to make the time pass more quickly.

I’m frustrated that I see people with due dates AFTER mine having their babies before me.

I’m frustrated at the following question: “No baby yet?”  REALLY?!

So Hubster and I are going to go for a long walk and hopefully get some kind of contractions started.  But those contractions will probably end up stopping, just like they have every other time this month.

I’m not patient.  Hard as I try, I never will be.  Baby C, spare me the insanity and please come out to meet us!

Not Getting My Hopes Up…

Had to call the doctor today due to some spotting with cramping and they said that I’m probably dilating and labor will be coming soon.   I have to say, I’ve heard that before and I am not getting my hopes up.  I really wish my doctor hadn’t told me about a month ago that she thought I’d be early.  I’m five days away from my due date (and I’ve passed the date that should really be my due date), and I’m starting to feel like we’ll have to go through an induction and smoke this baby out!

I hope they’re right.  I feel like I should clean and organize things around the house just in case labor really does come shortly, but I can’t bring myself to do it.  Argh.  All those false alarms really messed with my head!

Labor is a Tricky, Tricky Thing

I really thought that today was the day.  I woke up at 6am with severe back pain and contractions.  They continued to come every 6 minutes for the next 8 hours.  We went for a walk, I drank a lot of water, ate some food, rested…everything that they always tell you to do to make sure they’re not Braxton Hicks contractions.  They were the real deal.

And after 8 hours of consistency, they stopped.

ARGH!

Not only is it physically exhausting, it’s mentally taxing as well.  We packed all the last-minute items in the labor bag and I was ready to go as soon as the contractions were to get down to 5 minutes apart.  I was mentally ready for labor and meeting our baby.  And now it’s back to the guessing game.  Boo.  It will be a very early night for me…hopefully I’ll get some sleep and hopefully I’ll be woken up by contractions again – this time 5 minutes apart and NOT stopping!

Working My Way Through the Self-Inducing List

So far, I’ve tried eating loads of spicy food, bouncing on an exercise ball, squats, bumpy car rides, walking and eating pineapple.  I’m working my way through the list of all things I’ve ever heard people mention (and then trying them again until something gets this kid out)!

Have you tried any methods of self-inducing labor?  Have any of them worked for you?

Low Pressure Systems Induce Labor?

I’ve heard that low pressure systems can push some women into labor…granted, they need to be relatively close to going on their own, but there’s something about the weather shift that pushes them over that threshold.  My friend swears by this, since it helped put her into labor with her son last year.  My doctor also mentioned this at one of my previous appointments, when several women who were due around the same time as I am were starting to go into labor.  They’re predicting severe thunderstorms and possibly tornadoes for tonight and tomorrow.  I’m really hoping this theory will work in my favor!

Have you heard about this phenomenon?

Are You Kidding Me?!?!

So apparently it is possible for one to experience severe cramping and contractions day and night and yet make no progress toward labor.  Said contractions and cramping can be so bad that they stop one from moving or talking and also can continually wake one up at night.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!!

Yep, still at 1cm.  Needless to say, I’m a little dismayed.  Since I can’t drown my sorrows in a stiff drink, we stopped by and picked up some chocolate custard on the way home.

Labor – I Anxiously Await You

Yesterday, I was certain that labor was imminent.  I started getting contractions reminiscent of back labor as well as severe cramping contractions.  The problem, you ask?  Some would be 5-7 minutes apart, others would be 20-40 minutes apart.  :(

Even though I’m still experiencing these today, there are fewer of them than I had yesterday.  Labor, why must you tease me?!!

I am SO exhausted today that I can barely keep my eyes open.  Perhaps my body’s just resting in preparation?  I hope so!  ;)  We’ll see what the doctor has to say at my appointment tomorrow…

Prepping for Baby’s Arrival

How early did you start preparing baby clothes, sterilizing bottles, packing your hospital bag, etc.?

Earlier this month, I started washing all of my son’s towels and linens as well as all of his newborn and 0-3 month clothes.  Last week, I sterilized all of his bottles, pacifiers and my breast pump.  After having to make a quick trip to the doctor this week, we finished packing the hospital bag.  Hubster installed the car seat last week.  I honestly don’t know what else is left to do before he comes!

My emotions have been bouncing around between being excited, terrified about being responsible for a tiny little person and just wanting him to come so that I’m no longer pregnant.  I often experience all of those sentiments in one day – multiple times.

Were you terrified or excited in the last days or weeks before your first baby arrived?