ZombieQueen
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On Friday June 8th, 4 days before due date I was 1 cm and 20% effaced, Thursday June 14th, 2 days after due date I was 2-3 cms and 40% effaced, so they did a sweep and I spotted throughout the day then stopped that evening, awoke Friday with no bleeding or cramping, but later that afternoon I use the restroom to find the biggest glob of mucus plug along with tons of bloody show! 
I was thrilled! Totally believed she'd be arriving any day, even started experiencing mild pain free contractions about 6-15 minutes apart, lasting 30 seconds, but ended up making it to my next appointment, Tuesday June 19th. Did a nonstress test which showed baby was doing better than they could have dreamed, it also confirmed the contractions I'd been having! Seemed things were really heading down the right path! Had another exam and sweep, I was 3-4 cms and 50% effaced so progress was being made! The contractions kicked into gear after this exam and I actually found them to be stronger and about 5 minutes apart, lasting 30 seconds. I placed a call to the midwives tuesday night and they said to update them if anything happens, as in if they progress, stay the same or fizzle out. I'm up till around 3 a.m. tossing and turning as the contractions were stronger and uncomfortable now, but I figured I'd sleep if I could and go in to the birthing center in the morning.. I wake up at 8a.m. with the contractions extremely mild again, feeling discouraged I go for a 2 hour walk and the contractions pick back up again so i call the midwives and let them know what was going on. They ask if I'd like another sweep, which at this point I totally did as I just wanted to get things moving! So I head over and find that I've progressed to about 4-5 cms and 60% effaced! I couldn't have been happier! After the sweep my mom and I head for lunch, I experience the same contractions as I eat, but as soon as I finish and get up to leave, I'm hit with a contraction that has me closing my eyes and breathing through it. I figure it was just a hoax, and my mom and I try to do some shopping, but the contractions keep coming! I figure it'll take a while to progress so we head home.
As soon as I get home contractions get stronger, I'm laying in bed trying to rest and each time I doze off I get woken by another contraction, so I pack the last of my stuff and called the midwives who have the birth suite ready for me. After we get there, they take my vitals, time my contractions and do an exam, I'm about 5-6 cms and 75% effaced! In only a few hours I had progressed! I figured things would really get going and I'd have my daughter the next day.. I labored on my birthing ball, in the bed, on my hands and knees, etc.. Finally decided to lay down and try to rest but they were getting stronger and stronger till I was in so much pain I felt like I was at my breaking point! It was around 2 a.m. at this point so I climb into the shower and feel instant relief with the water running over me. I spent quite a bit of time in there, changing positions and just relaxing. After the shower I head back to bed and actually get an hour or so of rest, then wake to find myself in agony again, climbing back into the shower to find the pain was worse than before so the shower fix wasn't helping quite as much. After giving up on that, I lay down again and the midwives come in, it's around 4-5 in the morning and they check my vitals and baby, then do an exam... No progress.. I could have died. but I tried to stay positive and kept saying it wasn't a big deal, it'll happen. They asked if I'd like to have my waters broken, which I did. I expected it to hurt, but it felt like any other exam, the warm gush of fluid was somewhat obnoxious though, and I hated dribbling everytime I moved, but it made me feel like I'd have my daughter very soon! They told me to expect my contractions to get worse, but in all honesty, they felt really different, but didn't HURT more it almost felt like my body was contracting more correctly with my waters gone
. Shortly after breaking my waters, I went for another walk around the garden, it felt nice to move around but man when those contractions hit and I was standing, I wished death upon myself.
When I first got there I had wanted to labor in the birthing tub, but the midwife on call that night (who I didn't actually like to begin with) told me it would definitely slow my labor and that she won't let me get in until around 7 cms. I wanted to punch her at that point since I know that some women progress fine in the water. Anyways, I didn't have the energy to fight her so I labored everywhere I could and just kept telling myself that I'd be in that birthing pool soon, that once I got in the tub I'd be able to push through and have my baby. It was the one thing really keeping my spirits up. Anyways, around 10 or 11 a.m. and only barely at 6cms with no effacement progress, I finally begged enough to get into the outdoor birthing tub. When I got in, the water wasn't as warm as I wanted it to be, but I knew it couldn't be any warmer for baby's sake, it felt really nice when I wasn't having a contraction, but as soon as the contraction hit it was horrible, worse than laying on my back in bed. I had no control of my body, no way to brace myself, or even twist or turn for comfort.. I think it was at this point that I really began to fall apart.. The ONE thing I had been hoping for was now no help at all.. I had my head rested on the side and just sobbed my eyes out, telling my mom that I couldn't do it, that I was done. I couldn't explain myself or why I was giving up, I could only really get the words "I can't do it" to come out of my mouth.. One of the other midwives overheard and stepped in to reassure me, she gave me a breathing technique that kind of helped, but she told me to stop crying.. and in all honesty it actually felt good to cry, to let it out.. She didn't like it though..
After about 30 minutes in the tub, I give up and waddle out. I just labor in this glider for I have no idea how long.. I doze off between contractions because I'm just completely exhausted.. I'm still not progressing at all.. I just felt so broken, felt weak and miserable. I really felt like I was failing, I couldn't dilate properly, I couldn't sit in my birth tub, I was barely handling the pain.. The thought of another few hours like this was killing me, but I really did want my natural birth. I tried tons of stuff to get my labor going, the midwives weren't happy with how long my contractions were lasting, one of them said that they were short but some of the most intense they've seen.. They wanted them to last longer though, I tried squating, nipple stimulation, getting on my hands and knees, pacing, pretty much everything.. I was just in agony, and when your spirit breaks, so does your pain threshold. Its all really blurry from here, but I remember laboring in the shower more, in the bed, I remember exams being horrifying, and when I began screaming in pain at each contraction (I had lost it by this point) the head midwife stepped in and man handled me a bit, she basically told me to shut up and examined me pretty roughly, she said I wasn't progressing and she had her hand up there as i started contraction and told me to sit still! I was screaming at her that she was hurting me and I was clawing at the midwife sitting next to me as I tried to get away from the exam. I was yelling at everyone that I couldn't do it, that I needed to go to the hospital, my poor dad looked like he wanted to die and kept asking everyone if he should call an ambulance
One of the midwives sat with me and calmed me down and got me to agree to let the pushy midwife try to stretch me (in the background and in my dazed state I could still hear her complaining to my mother about me and how I need to just calm down and I'm being overly dramatic... It really hurt me to hear as I had been trying so hard for so long..) I laid on my back and as a contraction hit, she shoved her fingers up there and I felt like she was literally ripping me open, she told me she was able to stretch me to about a 7-8 and told me to try to push to get baby's head to engage.. I felt like I was going to black out, but everyone was holding my knees up to my chest and telling me to push.. which I did and kept screaming that pushing didn't feel good. I can't really remember how it ended or what came next, I do know I labored for a few more hours in the chair and the shower.. People kept trying to get me to eat so they were practically force feeding me fruit..
Eventually one of the midwives convinced me to drink this herbal stuff to try to sort out my contractions. I took it without really listening and when it hit my mouth it literally felt like acid fire, I barely swallowed it down.. I sat for about a minute before I felt it hit my stomach and my stomach suddenly felt like it literally caught on fire. I remember saying "what the hell is that stuff, its making my stomach hurt" then saying something about throwing up and the next thing I know, I'm projectile vomiting across the room, hitting one of the midwives.. The only positive here is that all the fruit they force fed me came up and didn't even seem digested, so it was more like a fruit smoothie.. I convinced them to let me try the birth tub one more time, and while I was in it, I was in so much pain and so exhausted that between each contraction I would doze off and wake up choking on water.. The bath didn't help and I remember looking at one of the midwives and literally pleading to let me go to the hospital.. It was about 6 p.m. at this time and I had been there for over 24 hours. I just kept telling them to help me, that I needed to go to the hospital until finally everyone agreed.. i felt like such a failure, like a quiter. I couldn't believe I was going to the hospital, I just wanted to cry..
It took 15 minutes to get to the hospital, about 45 minutes to get all the paperwork done and me into a room. Then I was begging everyone for an epidural but I had to do an entire IV fluid bag before I could get one, I don't remember really anything from being in the hospital but I do know we got there around 7 p.m. and I didn't get any type of relief until around 9:30p.m. and even then it was just some weird fluid in my IV that only made the time in between contractions feel better, but the contractions themselves still made me want to vomit. The stuff did make me a bit loopy though, my face was tingly and numb.. Finally around 10-10:30 I was signing the form for the epidural.. Once they got it in... I was SO happy. I called the guy giving it to me santa claus, which apparently offended him.. but he really did an amazing job on that epidural, I could still move my legs, feel when someone was touching me, but it completely numbed all pain. Even the nurses were talking about how amazing of an epidural I got!
Before the first pain relief in my IV the doctor had come in to talk to me, she told me that we'd put me on pitocin and see what happened, but if I didn't progress she'd be doing a c-section.. I was in so much pain, all I could say to her was "I don't care just get me an epidural"
in all honesty though a slight part of me (the rational, logical side that had be pushed aside from all the pain) was terrified..
Everyone said I was soo hilarious once I had the epidural, I don't remember what I had been saying, something about if zombies attack I'd be a zombie buffet as I can't run away.. Muttering about people abusing bathsalts. and other crazy things.. After a nap and some pitocin, the doctor told me I was ready to push.. I could feel her touching my lady parts, but I couldn't actually feel baby as she came out.. It took like 3-4 sets of 3 pushes to get her out. She let me reach down and pull her up, we had skin to skin (where she poo'd in my belly button
) I had asked for delay cord cutting, but her cord was too tight around her neck and they had to cut it before she was all the way out. I really didn't care though she was out, and healthy and I wasn't in pain! I don't remember birthing the placenta, but they showed it to me after and it was HUGE and gross!
As soon as baby was on my chest the first thing i said was "she has Justus'(FOB) nose!" then I asked if she was still a she.. and while the doctor was putting two little stitches into my superficial tear I asked her if I pooped, which I didn't!
So after going into labor Wednesday June 20th at 2:30 p.m. Ellowyn Harumi was born June 22nd at 2:38 a.m. weighing 7lbs 4oz, 20 inches long and completely perfect. The day after she was born, she even weighed in and had GAINED half an oz! The doctor said he was so surprised he had to weigh her twice She's just the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen. and she's so sweet, only cries when something is wrong and as soon as it's been fixed, she immediately stops crying and looks so content. 
here are some pictures:
Glamour shot after her first bath
https://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-snc6/206083_436373446384877_2017350828_n.jpg
Pretty in pink
https://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/552936_436496203039268_560902111_n.jpg
Making faces in her sleep
https://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/556102_436568669698688_1030527841_n.jpg
Yawn!
https://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/541031_437710196251202_1958711566_n.jpg
https://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/528140_437724709583084_1062441173_n.jpg
After her sponge bath
https://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-prn1/563470_437870499568505_417264113_n.jpg
dressed like a rainbow
https://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/545185_438380226184199_1538222137_n.jpg
I was thrilled! Totally believed she'd be arriving any day, even started experiencing mild pain free contractions about 6-15 minutes apart, lasting 30 seconds, but ended up making it to my next appointment, Tuesday June 19th. Did a nonstress test which showed baby was doing better than they could have dreamed, it also confirmed the contractions I'd been having! Seemed things were really heading down the right path! Had another exam and sweep, I was 3-4 cms and 50% effaced so progress was being made! The contractions kicked into gear after this exam and I actually found them to be stronger and about 5 minutes apart, lasting 30 seconds. I placed a call to the midwives tuesday night and they said to update them if anything happens, as in if they progress, stay the same or fizzle out. I'm up till around 3 a.m. tossing and turning as the contractions were stronger and uncomfortable now, but I figured I'd sleep if I could and go in to the birthing center in the morning.. I wake up at 8a.m. with the contractions extremely mild again, feeling discouraged I go for a 2 hour walk and the contractions pick back up again so i call the midwives and let them know what was going on. They ask if I'd like another sweep, which at this point I totally did as I just wanted to get things moving! So I head over and find that I've progressed to about 4-5 cms and 60% effaced! I couldn't have been happier! After the sweep my mom and I head for lunch, I experience the same contractions as I eat, but as soon as I finish and get up to leave, I'm hit with a contraction that has me closing my eyes and breathing through it. I figure it was just a hoax, and my mom and I try to do some shopping, but the contractions keep coming! I figure it'll take a while to progress so we head home.As soon as I get home contractions get stronger, I'm laying in bed trying to rest and each time I doze off I get woken by another contraction, so I pack the last of my stuff and called the midwives who have the birth suite ready for me. After we get there, they take my vitals, time my contractions and do an exam, I'm about 5-6 cms and 75% effaced! In only a few hours I had progressed! I figured things would really get going and I'd have my daughter the next day.. I labored on my birthing ball, in the bed, on my hands and knees, etc.. Finally decided to lay down and try to rest but they were getting stronger and stronger till I was in so much pain I felt like I was at my breaking point! It was around 2 a.m. at this point so I climb into the shower and feel instant relief with the water running over me. I spent quite a bit of time in there, changing positions and just relaxing. After the shower I head back to bed and actually get an hour or so of rest, then wake to find myself in agony again, climbing back into the shower to find the pain was worse than before so the shower fix wasn't helping quite as much. After giving up on that, I lay down again and the midwives come in, it's around 4-5 in the morning and they check my vitals and baby, then do an exam... No progress.. I could have died. but I tried to stay positive and kept saying it wasn't a big deal, it'll happen. They asked if I'd like to have my waters broken, which I did. I expected it to hurt, but it felt like any other exam, the warm gush of fluid was somewhat obnoxious though, and I hated dribbling everytime I moved, but it made me feel like I'd have my daughter very soon! They told me to expect my contractions to get worse, but in all honesty, they felt really different, but didn't HURT more it almost felt like my body was contracting more correctly with my waters gone
. Shortly after breaking my waters, I went for another walk around the garden, it felt nice to move around but man when those contractions hit and I was standing, I wished death upon myself.When I first got there I had wanted to labor in the birthing tub, but the midwife on call that night (who I didn't actually like to begin with) told me it would definitely slow my labor and that she won't let me get in until around 7 cms. I wanted to punch her at that point since I know that some women progress fine in the water. Anyways, I didn't have the energy to fight her so I labored everywhere I could and just kept telling myself that I'd be in that birthing pool soon, that once I got in the tub I'd be able to push through and have my baby. It was the one thing really keeping my spirits up. Anyways, around 10 or 11 a.m. and only barely at 6cms with no effacement progress, I finally begged enough to get into the outdoor birthing tub. When I got in, the water wasn't as warm as I wanted it to be, but I knew it couldn't be any warmer for baby's sake, it felt really nice when I wasn't having a contraction, but as soon as the contraction hit it was horrible, worse than laying on my back in bed. I had no control of my body, no way to brace myself, or even twist or turn for comfort.. I think it was at this point that I really began to fall apart.. The ONE thing I had been hoping for was now no help at all.. I had my head rested on the side and just sobbed my eyes out, telling my mom that I couldn't do it, that I was done. I couldn't explain myself or why I was giving up, I could only really get the words "I can't do it" to come out of my mouth.. One of the other midwives overheard and stepped in to reassure me, she gave me a breathing technique that kind of helped, but she told me to stop crying.. and in all honesty it actually felt good to cry, to let it out.. She didn't like it though..
After about 30 minutes in the tub, I give up and waddle out. I just labor in this glider for I have no idea how long.. I doze off between contractions because I'm just completely exhausted.. I'm still not progressing at all.. I just felt so broken, felt weak and miserable. I really felt like I was failing, I couldn't dilate properly, I couldn't sit in my birth tub, I was barely handling the pain.. The thought of another few hours like this was killing me, but I really did want my natural birth. I tried tons of stuff to get my labor going, the midwives weren't happy with how long my contractions were lasting, one of them said that they were short but some of the most intense they've seen.. They wanted them to last longer though, I tried squating, nipple stimulation, getting on my hands and knees, pacing, pretty much everything.. I was just in agony, and when your spirit breaks, so does your pain threshold. Its all really blurry from here, but I remember laboring in the shower more, in the bed, I remember exams being horrifying, and when I began screaming in pain at each contraction (I had lost it by this point) the head midwife stepped in and man handled me a bit, she basically told me to shut up and examined me pretty roughly, she said I wasn't progressing and she had her hand up there as i started contraction and told me to sit still! I was screaming at her that she was hurting me and I was clawing at the midwife sitting next to me as I tried to get away from the exam. I was yelling at everyone that I couldn't do it, that I needed to go to the hospital, my poor dad looked like he wanted to die and kept asking everyone if he should call an ambulance
One of the midwives sat with me and calmed me down and got me to agree to let the pushy midwife try to stretch me (in the background and in my dazed state I could still hear her complaining to my mother about me and how I need to just calm down and I'm being overly dramatic... It really hurt me to hear as I had been trying so hard for so long..) I laid on my back and as a contraction hit, she shoved her fingers up there and I felt like she was literally ripping me open, she told me she was able to stretch me to about a 7-8 and told me to try to push to get baby's head to engage.. I felt like I was going to black out, but everyone was holding my knees up to my chest and telling me to push.. which I did and kept screaming that pushing didn't feel good. I can't really remember how it ended or what came next, I do know I labored for a few more hours in the chair and the shower.. People kept trying to get me to eat so they were practically force feeding me fruit..Eventually one of the midwives convinced me to drink this herbal stuff to try to sort out my contractions. I took it without really listening and when it hit my mouth it literally felt like acid fire, I barely swallowed it down.. I sat for about a minute before I felt it hit my stomach and my stomach suddenly felt like it literally caught on fire. I remember saying "what the hell is that stuff, its making my stomach hurt" then saying something about throwing up and the next thing I know, I'm projectile vomiting across the room, hitting one of the midwives.. The only positive here is that all the fruit they force fed me came up and didn't even seem digested, so it was more like a fruit smoothie..
I convinced them to let me try the birth tub one more time, and while I was in it, I was in so much pain and so exhausted that between each contraction I would doze off and wake up choking on water.. The bath didn't help and I remember looking at one of the midwives and literally pleading to let me go to the hospital.. It was about 6 p.m. at this time and I had been there for over 24 hours. I just kept telling them to help me, that I needed to go to the hospital until finally everyone agreed.. i felt like such a failure, like a quiter. I couldn't believe I was going to the hospital, I just wanted to cry..It took 15 minutes to get to the hospital, about 45 minutes to get all the paperwork done and me into a room. Then I was begging everyone for an epidural but I had to do an entire IV fluid bag before I could get one, I don't remember really anything from being in the hospital but I do know we got there around 7 p.m. and I didn't get any type of relief until around 9:30p.m. and even then it was just some weird fluid in my IV that only made the time in between contractions feel better, but the contractions themselves still made me want to vomit. The stuff did make me a bit loopy though, my face was tingly and numb.. Finally around 10-10:30 I was signing the form for the epidural.. Once they got it in... I was SO happy. I called the guy giving it to me santa claus, which apparently offended him.. but he really did an amazing job on that epidural, I could still move my legs, feel when someone was touching me, but it completely numbed all pain. Even the nurses were talking about how amazing of an epidural I got!
Before the first pain relief in my IV the doctor had come in to talk to me, she told me that we'd put me on pitocin and see what happened, but if I didn't progress she'd be doing a c-section.. I was in so much pain, all I could say to her was "I don't care just get me an epidural"
in all honesty though a slight part of me (the rational, logical side that had be pushed aside from all the pain) was terrified.. Everyone said I was soo hilarious once I had the epidural, I don't remember what I had been saying, something about if zombies attack I'd be a zombie buffet as I can't run away.. Muttering about people abusing bathsalts. and other crazy things.. After a nap and some pitocin, the doctor told me I was ready to push.. I could feel her touching my lady parts, but I couldn't actually feel baby as she came out.. It took like 3-4 sets of 3 pushes to get her out. She let me reach down and pull her up, we had skin to skin (where she poo'd in my belly button
) I had asked for delay cord cutting, but her cord was too tight around her neck and they had to cut it before she was all the way out. I really didn't care though she was out, and healthy and I wasn't in pain! I don't remember birthing the placenta, but they showed it to me after and it was HUGE and gross!As soon as baby was on my chest the first thing i said was "she has Justus'(FOB) nose!" then I asked if she was still a she.. and while the doctor was putting two little stitches into my superficial tear I asked her if I pooped, which I didn't!
So after going into labor Wednesday June 20th at 2:30 p.m. Ellowyn Harumi was born June 22nd at 2:38 a.m. weighing 7lbs 4oz, 20 inches long and completely perfect. The day after she was born, she even weighed in and had GAINED half an oz! The doctor said he was so surprised he had to weigh her twice
She's just the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen. and she's so sweet, only cries when something is wrong and as soon as it's been fixed, she immediately stops crying and looks so content. here are some pictures:
Glamour shot after her first bath
https://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-snc6/206083_436373446384877_2017350828_n.jpg
Pretty in pink
https://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/552936_436496203039268_560902111_n.jpg
Making faces in her sleep
https://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/556102_436568669698688_1030527841_n.jpg
Yawn!
https://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/541031_437710196251202_1958711566_n.jpg
https://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/528140_437724709583084_1062441173_n.jpg
After her sponge bath
https://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-prn1/563470_437870499568505_417264113_n.jpg
dressed like a rainbow
https://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/545185_438380226184199_1538222137_n.jpg
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