The Goober has a baby brother! I don’t know about you, but I love birth stories. I love reading/hearing other moms’ experiences, whether they had a hospital or home birth, med-free or epidural, complications or textbook perfect. And since we currently don’t have much going on in our house besides attempting to survive the transition from one to two kids, I thought I would share my brief ramblings on my own birth experience with our new Squishie.
Around 39 weeks, I must confess I started investigating the Old Wives’ Tales for inducing labor naturally. Castor oil was something I found to be terrifying, but eating spicy foods, drinking raspberry leaf tea, and walking, walking, walking were all things I felt pretty comfortable trying. After a few days of drinking a ton of tea, taking a bunch of tums, and soaking my sore leg muscles, I moved on to eggplant parmigiana, sex, and I even busted out my old pump for nipple stimulation. After trying just about every trick in the book, I am a firm believer that while some of these OWTs can possibly help soften the cervix and make labor smoother/faster, I don’t believe any of these homeopathic remedies will send your body into labor before it is ready. For me, my body wasn’t ready until the second day of the new year, darn you missed tax deduction! (Just kidding)
I started having contractions around 9:45 am on January 2, 2014 that were around 2.5-4 minutes apart. I ended up heading to the hospital around 1:30 pm when their intensity increased and stayed steady for several hours. When we got to the hospital, my midwife checked me and I was dilated to 5 cm, which wasn’t much progress past the 4 cm I had been at my 40 week appointment two days earlier. They kept me on the monitor for a bit and then had me walk for an hour. After walking I was still holding at 5 cm and they basically said I wasn’t in active labor, but they had noticed some decels in Squishie’s heart rate during the contractions and gave me the choice between staying and starting a low dose of pitocin to put me into active labor or getting a ultrasound to double check Squishie before possibly sending us home. We decided that at 5 cm, it wasn’t worth it to go home so we opted for the pit.
They got me a room and started the pitocin drip around 7. Contractions picked up a bit but weren’t really painful or anything and around 9:30 pm, they increased the drip to 10 (which is still a pretty low dose). Around 10:30 I suddenly felt a huge kick/popping feeling which was pretty painful and a bit scary. The movement messed up the Squishie’s heart monitor and it was a bit nerve-wracking for me in those few moments it took a bit for his heartbeat to come back up. About 5 minutes later I started feeling a dripping sensation and it became obvious that that kick had broken my water. Contractions went from being no big deal to majorly intense almost immediately after and I moved to laboring on the exercise ball. About 6 contractions later I was asking for the epidural, but before they could get the epidural ready, I was suddenly feeling like I needed to push. They moved me to the bed and checked me and any hope for an epidural went out the window. 17 minutes of pushing later, at 11:14 pm, Connor Langdon was born. We got to do immediate skin to skin and the hubs got to cut the cord. C was 8 lbs 7 oz, 19.5″ long to the Goober’s 7 lbs 15oz and 20 inches. He has been latching on like a champ so overall this labor/delivery experience has been night and day compared to the Goob’s 15 hour labor and 3.5 hours of pushing.by