Solomon’s birth story

just out

just out

Warning: This is a long and rough post.  Rough in both regards; open discussion of bodily fluids/pain as well as grammatically so.  Just glad to get it recorded & posted before Solomon’s 1st birthday.

Early morning Wednesday, December 16.  I think that I’ve peed myself in bed.  Just a little.  Just a little loss of control with all the pressure going on in that region of my body.  Oh well.  Later that morning when everyone is up and about.  “Hmmmm, you know that’s kinda how it felt when my water broke with Eli.  Nah, nothing is happening now so I’m sure it was just pee.”  Nathan thinks I should call the Dr. anyway.  So, I talk to a nurse, tell her “I’m sure it’s probably just pee but thought I should call just to be sure.  Plus nothing is happening now anyway.” ” Ok,” she says, “call me back at

fresh baby

fresh baby

noon to give me an update.”  Noon arrives, …”eh, just a little dribble perhaps, but again, I’m sure it’s just pee.”  “Well, can you come in at 1:30?  Dr. B wants to see you.”  (feeling crazy and like a total moron for calling my Dr. about peeing myself) “Ok, see you then”.  At the Dr’s we find out that if we go up to OB to take the test for amniotic fluid leak (a $140 test) and it comes back positive, they will hook me up to pitocin for induction.  I would have to have the baby within 24 hrs.  Mmmmmm, nope.  Well, of course, I first ask what is the risk of not haveing the test.  Basically, there is risk of infection to the baby and I should watch for signs of fever or achy feeling.  Many women have gone up to 7 days with a fluid leak before they have the baby and everything turns out fine, says Dr.  Thinking back on my labor with Eli, long painful drawn-out labor that snowballed into complications after I had pitocin, I decide not to take the test.  Besides, I’m still convinced it was just pee.

Thursday, early morning, “OH!  I peed myself again!”  Nope, this time I know it’s not pee.  I won’t go into the details of how I know, but I definitely know it’s not pee.  All day Thursday, no leaking, nothing.

Friday, December 18th – I’d been having Braxton-Hicks contractions fairly

we're done

we're done

regularly my last trimester and a few episodes during my second.  However, my first “real” contractions started while Grammy Kate, Eli and I were at Wal-Mart.  They started rolling in from my lower back and into the front.  This is exactly how Eli’s active labor started.  I kept my cool since Eli’s labor was 51 hrs. long, I knew it was going to get a lot harder before I was ready to go to the hospital.  But, about 20 minutes later everything stopped.  I had Braxton-Hicks the rest of the day all the way through our last date night (before Solomon) when we watched Avatar in 3-D on opening night.  That was awesome.  Later that night around 3 am I woke up with strong contractions, to the point that I had to really work to breath through them.  I think I had a handful and then they went away.  They were about 10-20 minutes apart.

Saturday afternoon, walking on the treadmill.  Lots and lots and lots of contractions.  Some right on top of others but not strong enough to warrant my concern.  I was still having no problem walking.  After an hour of walking I get off the treadmill and nothin’.  They go away.  I maybe have 1 an hour after that for the rest of the day.

Early Sunday morning, I wake up again with strong contractions.  Focusing on my breathing, they are about 10-15 minutes apart.  They last from around 3 am to about 5 am.  Then they disappear.  Sunday goes much like Saturday minus the treadmill.  Sunday night we watch Jim Gaffigan, King Baby.  Laughter is a good “downward” breath and our Hypnobirthing instructor told us to find things to laugh at to help encourage labor.  Btw, I think Jim Gaffigan is so stinkin’ hilarious.  Check him out if you need some good downward breathing. ;)  During the video I have a contraction about every 20 minutes.  Still, I think, this baby is never gonna come.  He’s gonna be a 43 week baby.

Sunday, 3 am, I wake up with a super strong contraction, move to the couch b/c the contractions seem worse when I lay flat.  Again, I wake up to a strong contraction and decide to get up and wake Nathan up too so he can share in my misery. :)  But as I’m walking I have another contraction.  Soon they are coming 2-3 minutes apart.  This is good.  I’m breathing through them but they still seem pretty tolerable, not as hard as they feel when I lay down.  So, we get up and pack and time contractions with the Contraction Master (so easy I was even able to time some of my own contractions).  But by 5 am I’m pretty exhausted.  Not getting much great sleep the 2 previous nights either and pacing the floor with frequent contractions for 2 hrs. makes a pregnant person tired.  So, even if my contractions are harder lying down I do it anyway cause I’m wiped out.  I lay and rest and practice my relaxation and breathing and eventually am able to fall asleep between contractions.  However, this isn’t the direction I want to be headed because soon the contractions are 10 – 15 minutes apart.  And by 7 am they are 20 minutes apart and hardly noticeable.  UGH!  Super frustrated.

Monday morning – we have a Dr. appt. scheduled – just one of the weekly check ups.  I go in and basically say, “I want some pitocin”.  I think (and after talking to a good Dr. friend of ours at dinner several night earlier) “a little bit of Pit will push me over into real labor”.  I also think I’m crazy for asking for the pit.  I’m just done, though.  Enough is enough.  The baby won’t let me sleep at night and he’s not even been born yet! (Interestingly enough, this was a foreshadowing and I had no idea!)

So we go for it.  Up to OB, get a room, talk to the nurse about the possible (definite in my opinion) amniotic fluid leak, watch some cable (like being in a cold and uncomfortable hotel room), get the test done, wait for results…they come back positive for amniotic fluid and then confirm that we’re going with the pitocin hook up along with antibiotics since my water has been broken for almost 6 days.  This basically took the whole morning.  They don’t get me hooked up to the IV until 1:15.  Btw, putting the IV in my hand hurt the crazy!  That was comparable to some of the harder contractions.  Anyhow, the pitocin starts to drip and I’m going along pretty well.  About 1/2 and hr. goes by and I plug in my Hypnobirthing relaxation CD’s and really concentrate on getting my whole body relaxed and breathing deep into my stomach, long breaths to expand and make room for the working uterus.  Then all the sudden I can hardly get control.  The contractions are really hard and fast and I’m hardly able to get control between them.  I switch to lay on my other side and all heck breaks lose.  No more composure, “I want the drugs!”.  Nathan keeps telling me to breath into it, etc-etc.  WHAT-EVER! (this is my thinking).  A new nurse comes in (nice timing for a shift change).  “I’m pushing!”  My stomach was pushing the baby down.  It felt just the same as when I wanted to push with Eli (but then I was only 5 cm. dilated).  So I listened to my body and let it push.  The nurse said, “No, don’t push yet!”.  “I have to – I’m pushing.  Can you check me?!  Nobody has checked me.”  I’ve not been checked since Dec. 5.  “OH!  You’re complete! You’re a 9, no, 9 1/2.  Go ahead and push!”.  She then frantically starts yelling orders out to “get Dr. B up here”.  Holy moly, I’m pushing and feel like I’m going to climb the walls.  All the sudden (it seems a matter of seconds to me) Dr. B is there and I’m on my back pushing like crazy.  I’m making some progress but the nurse (ours was a love-hate relationship) asks me if I want to “use the bar”.  Sure.  So I get up on my knees, hurl my large intense self over the top of the bar and push with the next contraction.  A huge huge difference in the amount of progress I make.  I’m feeling “the Ring of Fire”!  I think I had like 3 more contractions and Solomon was born at 3:51 pm.  A hospital labor of less than 3 hrs!  Awesome!  Above and beyond what I was praying for!  I still can hardly believe it went so well and so quickly.

I guess I tore pretty well and learned that with Eli’s delivery (assuming b/c they had to use forceps) they gave me an episiotomy (I had no idea – no one had told me).   So, with this delivery I tore down that very same line.  Cringe. Not even fun to think about after all is said and done and healed.  At some point while Dr. B was sewing me up, Nathan asked if I wanted to see the placenta.  No.  Didn’t even have to think about that one.

It was so nice to hold Solly and snuggle with him and then eat dinner and have a friend visit like an hr. after the birth and then actually walk myself down to my recovery room.  Total night and day difference in birth experiences between Eli and Solly.  I am learning too that it seems their personalities may be night and day different as well.  So far they are.

I praise God for all of these things!  He is so good.  So good.

4 Comments »

  1. young c-m said,

    January 25, 2010 at 6:10 pm

    Kelli, glad labor went well, but yes, tearing bad! Shudder. Even though they used foreceps, my tear happened naturally. Glad you’re all better.

  2. Ann Boyd said,

    January 25, 2010 at 9:55 pm

    Kelli, you are a rock star! I am so impressed that you didn’t go NUTS with all of those contraction episodes all week long. I think Jim Gaffigan is hilarious, too — we have a CD of his, but I’ll have to check out that video.

    I can’t believe they waited so long to check you! Good for you with the pushing when you knew it was time! I had tearing, too — no forceps or anything, it just happens. So glad this birth experience was so positive for you! And you have two beautiful children to show for it. Thanks for posting your awesome story!

  3. Bekah said,

    February 8, 2010 at 11:47 am

    Kelli, thank you for sharing your birth story here. I have been wondering how it went. You are a rock star!

  4. laura said,

    February 10, 2010 at 10:17 am

    wow kelli!
    amazing.
    you are crazy courageous!
    and the whole process simply amazes me…. what a crazy ride.

    am praying for SLEEP for all four of you this week.
    loves

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