5 months later…my birth story

It seems my last post was about a mucous plug and that is not the best way to end my journey through pregnancy.

So here’s what happened…

My baby girl did not want to come out on her own. After waiting patiently – and not so patiently – we decided to induce 10 days after her due date. My husband and I arrived at 8:00 pm on Monday night and were checked into the hospital. I was dilated a 1/2 centimeter at this point.

The first plan of action was to use Cervidil to get things going. Basically, this meant I couldn’t leave the bed for two hours and after two hours I could only get up to use the restroom. In theory, beginning this process at night was supposed to give us a chance to sleep, however, the downfall is that after they hooked me up the IV fluid, I had to pee every hour and because I was hooked up to so many machines (IV, heart monitor, fetal heart monitor, contraction monitor) my poor husband had to help me get in and out of bed. Neither one of us had a good night sleep.

Around 8:00 am the next morning, the nurse checked me and there was no difference. Still dilated a 1/2 centimeter. The doctor decided to go ahead and start the Pitocin to get things going around 9:00 am.

Around 11:00 am, the doctor came by and checked everything out. The baby’s head was turned sideways and he mentioned that if the baby didn’t turn we would need to have a c-section. Using forceps, vacuums, or other invasive procedures were not an option due to Von Willebrand’s Disease. We knew I have Vwd it but we didn’t know if the baby had it. Using these methods could have caused uncontrollable bleeding in the baby endangering her life resulting in an emergency c-section or loss of the baby’s life.

My husband, doctor, and I weighed the pros and cons of a vaginal delivery vs. c-section and decided to continue pursuing a vaginal delivery.

At 11:00 am, I was feeling pretty good. The contractions weren’t too bad and I was actually happy to be feeling them. However, every 30 minutes the nurse increases the dosage of Pitocin and by the time the doctor came to visit again at 3:00 pm they hurt – a lot. By this time, I had dilated an entire 2 cm and the baby hadn’t turned. We discussed both options again and I was determined to continue with the vaginal delivery. He looked at me asked if I wanted an epidural and I said YES. However, because of Von Willebrand’s, I had to wait for a dosage of Humate-P first which meant waiting another hour or so. Joy.

When the epidural kicked in, my body relaxed and I finally dilate to 10cm by the time the came by at 11:00 pm. However, the baby still hadn’t turned. We discussed the c-section again and at this point I was going to agree with whatever was best for my baby. Luckily, my night nurse stepped in and said she wanted to work with me to turn the baby. The doctor gave us until 3:00 am to turn the baby, otherwise we were going to operate. He left and we got to work.

My night nurse was training another nurse so I basically had two nurses and my husband to move the lower half of my body around while I was responsible for my upper half. I affectionately refer to this portion of my labor as “yoga labor.” I was moved to my left side, then my right side, then my back, sometimes with a peanut shaped yoga ball between my legs. There was no modesty at this point. Half the time there was a hand up inside of me and it wasn’t mine.

The moment the nurse told me the baby had turned my heart skipped a beat and I was elated.

It was a little after 3:00 am and the nurse decided we should try pushing a little bit to make sure the baby would stay in the position. After a few pushes, I was told the baby’s head was getting stuck on the pelvic bone. In other words, her head might be too big for the opening.

We all agreed to keep trying and put off calling the doctor. For those of you who haven’t given birth vaginally, there is a scale the use to determine where your baby’s head it. 0 is the pelvic bone, -1 and -2 are the distances before the pelvic bone and 1 and 2 are the distances after the pelvic bone. The scale looks like -2 | -1 | 0 | 1 | 2. I spent the next 45 minutes pushing trying to get past 0 but it just wasn’t happening and every time I took a break my baby would go backwards.

It was almost 4:00 am and I was exhausted but there was no way I was giving up. With my husband pressing on one leg, a nurse on the other leg, and another nurse with her hand inside of me I tried pushing again and her head passed the 0 mark and all of us rejoiced!

Once this happened, she reached 1, then 2, and just as I was ready to push this baby out I was told to stop.

No joke.

It was just past 4:00 am and they had to call the doctor who was at home about 20 minutes away. I had been super calm and easy going, doing whatever the nurses told me to do up until this point, but at this point in time I wasn’t so pleasant. I wanted to know why the doctor hadn’t already been called. Told the nurses I needed to push and that I could feel the baby going back in. I may have screamed at them a time or two because I needed to get this baby out. I was not a happy camper.

The doctor arrived within 15 minutes and a few minutes later my baby girl was born at 4:24 am on Wednesday, March 9. She was 21 inches long and weighed 8 lbs. 15 1/2 oz.

I remember pushing with my eyes shut and the entire room yelling at me to open my eyes and see my daughter. When I opened them, it was the single, most beautiful moment of my life.

In that moment, my journey to motherhood had ended.

I was a mother.

5 months later…my birth story

41 weeks and 1 day – lost the mucus plug

I had lost hope that I would witness this thinking it would happen in the middle of the night during one of the many half asleep middle of the night bathroom trips. 

I was wrong. 

It happened this morning and I could not have missed it if I tried. It came out in one gelatinous piece, about 1 inch wide by three inches long. It was an ombré going from dark red to light mucus green. 

This was exciting because I’m eight days past the due date and all I can do is wait for my baby to come. If you’ve read this blog from beginning, you know that the due date is correct since I know the exact day the blastocyst was implanted.  This extra waiting is killing me! 

Losing the mucus plug doesn’t mean anything will happen, but I’m hoping it means labor will start soon. 

I can’t wait to hold my baby on my arms. 

41 weeks and 1 day – lost the mucus plug

40 weeks and 2 days

No baby yet. Apparently she’s the size of a jackfruit, whatever that is. 

I’m having contractions, but nothing painful and frequent enough to track. The docs have been monitoring her heartbeat, contractions, amniotic fluid, and my blood pressure once a week. Everything looks great! Except she hasn’t dropped. Monitoring will now take place twice a week until she comes. 

Suggestions to induce labor include walking a lot, sex, and nipple stimulation among other wives tales. I’m trying them all, but nothing has worked yet.  

From what I’ve read, she’ll come when she’s ready. I just hope it’s sooner than later. 

I’m ready to hold this baby in my arms. 

40 weeks and 2 days

4 more days until the due date!

My baby is the size of a watermelon this week. I’ve been blessed with an uncomplicated pregnancy and I’m hoping the delivery goes the same.

The only complaint I have at the moment are the comments I keep receiving because my baby hasn’t come early. These started weeks ago and quite frankly I’m getting tired of answering the same questions over and over.

Here are few of what I hear at work on a daily basis:

“You’re still here?” I’m either standing right in front of you or talking to you on the phone. Either way, your question was answered before you asked it. So just don’t.

“What day is your baby coming?” I wish I knew but the decision isn’t up to me (yet!), it’s up to my unborn child. My standard answer is the countdown to the due date. After the due date, I might just go into to negative numbers. I’m a planner, so not knowing is killing me and having you ask me this question every day is quite annoying.

“How are you feeling?” This is generally asked by the same people every day. At first I would answer them nicely. Now I just say sort things like “same as yesterday” or “pregnant.” Honestly, if I felt like I was in labor I probably wouldn’t be have this conversation with you and I most likely won’t be at work.

“Why don’t you start your maternity leave now?” If I knew I could still be with my baby for 12 weeks after she’s born, I probably would. Unfortunately, that’s not how FMLA works. I get 12 weeks total which means if I take off now and she waits another two weeks to make her debut, I only get 10 weeks with her before returning to work. Not thanks, I’d rather wait until she comes to start my leave.

4 more days until the due date!

37 weeks. The count down is on!

Gone are the months of one or two doctor visits a month. I am now seeing my regular OB/GYN once a week to see the doc and my high risk OB/GYN once a week for fetal monitoring. If I go past my due date of Feb. 26, that number will only increase. Yay…

Up until last week, my baby was breech. I tried everything to turn the baby including acupuncture and burning Moxa herbs by my pinkie toes. Everyone said I would know when she turned head down and described to me what they felt. I didn’t feel any of these things and went into last weeks ultrasound appointment expecting her to be in the same position, but she wasn’t. She turned!

She also weighed in at 7 lbs. 6 oz. on the ultrasound so I’m expecting a big baby. Now that a vaginal delivery is a possibility and we’re at 37 weeks, she can come any time she wants and the sooner the better if that weight is accurate.

The Braxton Hicks have begun. At first, I was like eh, whatever, this isn’t bad. Now they are being accompanied by menstrual like cramps at the bottom or by nausea pain on top. My appetite has decreased and most days I don’t feel like eating dinner.

Other symptoms include waddling while I walk, groaning as I change positions in bed or on the couch, cankles, and the inability to reach anything below my knees.

I can’t wait to meet my baby girl!

37 weeks. The count down is on!

33 weeks and still breech


She’s always butt down in the ultrasounds and I always feel her move in the same places. According to all the pregnancy apps, she should be rotating to a head down position, however my daughter has found a super comfy position with her butt down and has decided to stay there indefinitely. 

So what are my options? 

1 – We can wait for her to turn on her own. I’m going with this option right now since we have 7 more weeks until the the due date. 

2 – The doctor can attempt to turn her from the outside. It’s a painful procedure that may or may not cause the placenta to detach from the uterus resulting in an emergency c-section. For this reason, it’s only performed at the hospital at the end of the pregnancy, usually in the 39th week. It works best on women who have given birth before (aka not me). After talking about this in depth, I found out out that it only works 40-50% of the time and for my high risk doctor in actuality it only works about 15% of the time. If the procedure is a success, there’s a high probability she’ll go back to the breech position on her own afterward. Coupled with my Von Willebrand’s Type 3 diagnosis, I’m throwing this option off the table since the risks outweigh the rewards by far. 

3 – Schedule an elective c-section. I’m not opposed to a c-section, but I was hoping for a natural birth. Luckily, I don’t have to make this decision until the 39th week. 

Other than that, we learned she is 5 lbs. 2 oz. already and will continue to gain a 1/2 pound each week until birth. This puts her in the 73rd percentile which is average. 

As for me, I’ve learned to reduce my cankles by sleeping with my feet above my heart at night. My appetite has gone down and these days I’m eating because I know I need to vs. because I’m starving. The energy level I had in my second trimester is going away and I find myself looking forward to early bed times during the week and naps on the weekends. Last but not least, my joints are starting to loosen and I’m feeling aches and pains in my pelvis and hip areas, which is fantastic if the baby turns and I’m able to deliver naturally.  

33 weeks and still breech

Cankles and sciatica nerve pain

I officially hit my third trimester a couple weeks ago and my body surprised me with two gifts – cankles and sciatica nerve pain.

When I look down, I no longer see my cute little ankles and 7.5 feet. Instead, I see two calves that take a 90 degree turn into my shoes. As much as I’m trying to deny it, it’s time to buy larger shoes to accommodate the swelling of my feet. Normally, I’m all about shoe shopping – but not this time. I suspect I’ll be buying sensible shoes that look more matronly and less stylish than I’m used to. It’s all about the support these days! Oh, and putting my feet up at work. That seems to help a little bit.

I’ve heard about the sciatica acting up before but have never experienced it until now. It’s a sharp pain on my right side that runs from my buttocks to my thigh, and acts up when I’m on my feet too long and/or sit too long. The only thing that seems to help is changing my position, preferably lying down on my left side when possible.

On the bright side, I’m feeling my daughter move around more often and all of these inconveniences are totally worth it.

10 weeks and 2 days to go!


Cankles and sciatica nerve pain