// Birth Story Pt. 2//
Another napping baby moment… By the way, I don’t know who said that newborns sleep all the time. I swear our baby only sleeps a couple of hours during the day at best!
Also, let’s take a moment to show how good I looked just weeks before she arrived. Seriously, all of that extra blood in your body gives you a literal GLOW! I hardly wore any makeup that last month or two b/c of the natural lovely color I had. I just had to point out this picture b/c well..the day after I gave birth…I swear it looked like death washed over me. I was a ghost! Ok, now that we took care of that. Moving on.
I think I finished with we were just heading to the Hospital. Were we a bit anxious about having our plans change on us in a matter of minutes… plans that we had made for 10 months on how and where we wanted this birth? Yes, we definitely were. Although, what we were more anxious about would be the excitement of meeting our little girl soon! Soon, of course, turned into 12 hrs after getting to the Hospital…but I’m getting ahead of myself.
I’m pretty sure it’s quite common to be leaking fluids when you’re getting closer to birthing a baby. I had for a couple of hours before we left our house. So we brought a roll of paper towels, so as not to create a puddle everywhere that I went. There were also few things that still fit me, since I refused to buy much maternity clothes. So I was wearing a dress when pulling up to Bellevue Medical. As you can imagine, trying to hold paper towels in various places and walking quickly in a dress to get to your room…well…it just doesn’t look pretty. It was actually somewhat comical, despite the fact that I was having contractions while speed walking and standing in the elevator.
So we got to our room and they set me up on a monitor for the baby and me. I guess they wanted to monitor our heartbeats every hour for 20 minutes. It was a huge pain. Mainly because I knew I would be moving around in various different positions that we had learned about in our Bradley Method classes. All of this moving around during contractions was to help the whole process and monitors just got in the way. I was quite happy that this hospital was very familiar with my midwife and they understood that I wanted an all natural birth. We were able to quickly wrap up some paperwork that pretty much took care of the “we, the hospital, won’t push you to use any sort of drug” mumbo jumbo. That was comforting for us to not have to worry about the rest of the time.
The next thing I remember was my doula or midwife telling me to get some rest to have energy to push later and also to have time for the contractions to get closer together. Well, I get the idea of getting rested up. It did SEEM smart. Although, telling a very pregnant women with strong back labor to try and get some rest seemed like a crazy idea to me! So I tried resting and so did Brant, but every time I had a contraction..I had to have him rub my lower back…it was just excruciating. Neither of us got much rest and hours went by. Our plan all along was to have a water birth. I had REALLY wanted a water birth. I could have even had one at this hospital, but since there was meconium..it was no longer an option. I think Jessie had the idea of me getting in the tub just for a bit to see if that would take away some of the pain and help me fall asleep. It did indeed help and that 30 minutes in there was probably the most rest I’d had in awhile. The hours were blurring together… I had always wondered when women say that you “feel the need to push”, what that meant. Well now I get it. It had to be around 5 or 6..who knows..maybe 7 a.m. My midwife, Heather, and the midwife/nurse in training, were starting to come into the room. It had mostly been just Brant & I for hours with Jessie eventually coming in to see if I needed anything or even just to give Brant a break for a bit. The nurse would pop in to check the monitors, but otherwise she was mostly out of the room too.