We hope you all are doing just great with your new babes!
Our little boy, Hudson, was born May 14th 8:02am in our home, 7lb 15oz. I was 43 wks, long hard labor with back labor as well, David was amazing in his counterpressure (thanks to the class and lots of practice before!), and we were both supported throughout by my mom and sister. So amazing to go through that and to give birth, it was truly the best experience of our lives. I have a long long birth story that I’m trying to condense. Hard to find time these days!
Liz (We are obviously proud parents.)
Over 40 hours of labor and a cold birthing pool….
We were due on Friday March 1, 2013, but that wasn’t meant to be. So we decided instead to go out for dinner so that Yvette could eat eggplant parmesan – a dish world-renowned for its induction properties. During dinner, Yvette was experiencing a fair amount of cramping and back pain. However, as she had been cramping for a number of days, it wasn’t clear whether we were actually starting the process. Through out the night the cramping and backache worsened and by 10am the next morning, it quickly became clear that we were in labor. Not only was Yvette experiencing contractions every five minutes or so, but she also had a bloody show. The contractions were still manageable though. So, in keeping with what we learned in class, we decided to walk around our neighborhood. But with the contractions coming every five minutes and growing stronger, we cut our walk short and went home at 3pm on Saturday.
Over the next 35 hours or so (our doula, Shara, came over at 10am Sunday morning and left at approx. 4am Monday morning. Stacey, our Midwife, arrived at 8pm and left at approx. 3am the next morning), Yvette labored at a clip of one contraction every five minutes or less without break (or any sleep) before pushing was ever on the table. As a friend of mine stated: “that is Hall of Fame material.” Indeed, she was amazing and I could only do but so much to help. During each contraction, I would either apply pressure to her lower back or squeeze up from the hips as we learned, breathe with her, let her know when she had reached the midpoint of each contraction, and assure her that the pain would begin to subside. Comforting gestures for sure, but far from an analgesic.
At about 3pm on Sunday (after I had been ordered to take a two hour nap by our doula), we noticed that Yvette was probably entering the Transition – the contractions became both more intense and frequent, and the vocalizations grew louder. At this point, both our doula and I began “dancing” with Yvette through each contraction. I became a bit excited because it seemed that after 24 hours we might be getting close. Little did I know how much work lay ahead.
We got into the warm birth pool at about 6:30, and Yvette labored here for another four hours. As with Melanie and JR, our pool got cold after an hour or two. However, Yvette seemed to prefer this development (me, not so much – but hey, sometimes you have to sit in a cold birthing pool for a few hours), so we stayed in for a couple more hours. Whatever worked for her was great.
Shortly thereafter, Stacey coaxed Yvette out of the pool and the process of pushing began in earnest. By this point, Yvette was quite vocal with her contractions as she was having excruciating back labor. We started on the bed, where although Yvette’s water broke, the pushing didn’t move the baby all that much. So we moved to the bathroom, then to the dreaded birthing stool – which I swore Yvette was going to hurl through our windows, off the patio, and crashing to the street below. While this position increased the back pain tremendously (which she described as “breaking her back over and over again”), it was on the stool where the pushing first began to move our baby significantly downward.
It also provided for the only hiccup in the birth. At one point our baby’s heart rate fell from approx. 120 bpm to 105 bpm – an audible difference to everyone in the room. Stacey calmly informed us that our baby didn’t like the position she was in and Yvette needed to push the baby further to move her past that point. After a bit of “tough love” motivation from Stacey, Yvette began to move the baby significantly with each push and we knew we were getting close. We moved back to our bed for the final leg, where my amazing wife gave birth to our 7.2 pound baby girl at 1:39am on March 4th – approximately 40 hours after it all began.
Mary Esther, thank you so much for teaching us what you did – we applied a great deal of it over the course of the labor.
Congratulations to all the new parents, and we wish everyone still waiting to give birth all the best. We are looking forward to the reunion and meeting all the new additions.
Introducing Miss Idara Florinda. We are obviously proud parents.
It was definitely the most magical moment of our lives!