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Hypnobabies is FANTASTIC!!! Warning — this story is long, because my labor was loooong!  (also use your BOP because mom did experience some discomfort after 40 hours of comfortable birthing time)

Contractions began on a Friday night, when I was 36w3d, at 2am and were strong enough to wake me up. They were 5 minutes apart. At 3am, I woke my husband up. Neither of us slept much after that. At 7am, I called the doula, and she suggested that I eat, drink, and rest because it was probably false labor. By 9am, the contractions slowed down, and didn’t pick up again until 5pm.I managed the contractions and took a bath at around 9:30pm, and started listening to the Birthing Day Affirmations. At 10:30pm, my contractions were very strong and painful, and had moved to my back. I got out of the bath and a couple of minutes later, they were about 2 minutes apart, very painful, and I thought I was going to vomit. I wasn’t getting a break between them. I called the doula to come over, and the babysitter. I also called the hospital to say I’d probably be going in soon. The doula arrived at around 11pm and we decided I’d stay home a while longer and see what happened. I continued to listen to the Birthing Day Affirmations while the doula and my husband helped me manage the contractions with the “Relax” cues and rubbing my back. I said “Peace” through every single one. the doula checked me and said I was less than halfway dilated. I took some Benadryl so that I could sleep, but I was still having very strong contractions 2 to 5 minutes apart. I continued to listen to Birthing Day Affirmations, while trying to picture my cervix opening.

The on-call OB called me back at 6am Saturday morning and mentioned that since the baby was a bit early, I might want to consider going in and getting checked. I thought about it and decided it was a good idea. I was contracting enough to know that this was real labor. The doula mentioned that the hospital could at least give me some temporary pain medication so that I could sleep a little. I started getting concerned about the baby and loved the thought of sleeping, so I decided it was time to go to the hospital. I was dehydrated and hadn’t eaten anything since dinnertime, except for a few spoonfuls of yogurt, so I knew I’d want an IV.

I arrived at the hospital at 7am and was hooked up to an IV and the monitors. I was checked by a resident and was only 1cm dilated. The IV didn’t slow or stop the contractions at all. My contractions were still strong and steady, but my husband and the doula did an incredible job helping me manage, still using Hypnobabies cues while I listened to Easy First Stage. I was able to shift the sensation from pain to pressure, and retained that shift for nearly all of my labor. My husband held his hand on my shoulder firmly and said “Relax,” occasionally also saying “ten times deeper” if it seemed like a particularly strong contraction. Someone rubbed my lower back through all contractions, too. That helped immensely.

Since I was early, the hospital had a policy of not doing anything to augment labor. This was a blessing in disguise, because I didn’t have to fight off any interventions! That had been my biggest fear. They still weren’t “committed to labor” until I showed signs of actually being in labor – meaning that my cervix was changing. An hour later, I had dilated to 2cm, so that that point I was officially in labor and got moved to an L&D room. I asked for Nubain so that I could sleep for a while. It was wonderful to sleep! And, my contractions held steady! I was worried that the Nubain would slow them down. After an hour or two of sleeping, I started feeling the contractions again. I didn’t need to wake my husband for a while because I was able to handle them by saying “Peace”… but eventually I needed his help again.

It was a very long and slow labor. My contractions were always 2 to 5 minutes apart, getting stronger, and radiating from my back. I changed positions a few times, walked the hallway, etc. I loved having my IV pole to lean against during contractions in the hallway. I found it soothing for some reason. I made an “Ohhhhhhhh ahhhhhhh” sound for the second half of labor contractions, along with “Peace” when I was able to say it. Sometimes I couldn’t, and relied on my husband to say it for me. His “Relax” cue was magical. I was also able to turn my switch to “off” a few times and have it work instantly in the middle of a tough contraction – and the pain disappeared on cue. That didn’t always work, but I was amazed when it did!

By 10pm, I was exhausted, and decided that if I was 6cm or less, I wanted an epidural just so I could sleep. I was checked and was only 5cm. By 11pm, I knew that the epidural wasn’t working and that I was in the worst pain of my life! It wasn’t contractions, it was ongoing, unrelenting pain. No middle hump, no wave… I wasn’t able to get back into the Hypnobabies groove. They talked about replacing my epidural, but I was begging to be knocked out and given a c-section. My husband knew I didn’t really want that, so we asked about other options. At 12:07am, they checked me and broke my water with my permission. I was still 5cm dilated. A few minutes later, I felt like I was having a bowel movement and pushed with all my strength… knowing that I shouldn’t push. They talked about involuntary pushing and checked me again. I was 10cm and ready to push!! They quickly got everything set up while I continued pushing. It happened so quickly that I didn’t have time to switch to the Hypnobabies pushing track. I pushed three times initially once I was “allowed” to push, screaming at the top of my lungs. They asked me to wait so that they could catch up, because they could see the baby – he was right there! They told me to only push during contractions, and to channel the energy down instead of screaming. My husband was great at trying to keep me focused and I tried very hard not to scream. I pushed three more times during the next contraction and felt the ring of fire. I think there was only one more push and I felt relief – Caleb was born at 12:34am! They put him on my belly and I got to hold him while they checked him out. He was so small and purple. I loved it.

I felt the placenta squishily plop out a few minutes later. Then I felt them stitching me up (2nd degree tear on both sides)– the epidural still hadn’t taken. They asked me if I wanted to wait for a new epidural or let them go ahead. I wanted it over with so I told them to go ahead. It was quite painful and I had to make sure I didn’t squeeze Caleb too hard, and that I didn’t scream too loud. I tried singing and humming to him to take my mind off the surgery, and of course, Hypnobabies. They eventually used a local anesthetic and it was better after that. It didn’t seem to take too long. I still can’t believe I got stitched up without pain relief! And I couldn’t believe that I’d pushed him out, had a VBAC, and labored without pain relief. 46 hours of labor, including a very intense 27 minutes. Thanks to my husband, the doula, Hypnobabies, all the nurses, the doctors, everyone. We did it!

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You can visit Lexi’s blog and read about her daughter Lauren’s Birth.

An inspirational VBAC story!

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Hi,

I am finally getting around to posting Arabella’s birth story.  Arabella is my 4th baby and my 2nd hynobaby vbac.  It is long but I hope you enjoy it!!

During my whole pregnancy I was so sure that she was going to come in October and I was hoping that I would wake up in labor and have her by mid-afternoon.  I always envisioned birthing while standing up and then bringing her straight to my chest!  I kept thinking about how I wanted the birth to go and I am amazed to say that it actually happened the way I wanted but on Sept. 29 instead of in October.

I woke up the morning of Sept. 29, 2009 with a nice pressure wave at 6:45am.  I had been having strong waves for a few days but it was just one or two and then nothing.  So I just went back to sleep.  I had about 4 and looked at the clock and saw that it was 7:45am and since I was not very comfortable in bed I thought I would get up and see if they would stop.  This was how Jake’s labor started (I went to bed that night and had my first strong wave and just was not comfortable lying down).

I decided to take a nice hot shower and see if that would stop them.  I had 1 wave while I was in the shower and was starting to wonder if this was the real thing.  I got the kids ready for the day and downstairs for breakfast.  I had some really strong waves while getting their breakfast ready and so I called Jen, my sister.  I think I was in denial that it could actually be my birthing time since I was so sure she was waiting until October.

At this time it was around 830am and I was having waves about every 6 minutes.  Jen said she thought this was it and I told her I would see how things went.  I called Julie, my other sister to let her know it might be my birthing time and then I called my Mom.  I wasn’t sure if this was it and told my mom I was going to try and get some emails done for work and I would call her back in about 45 minutes.  I also emailed Dan to let him know it might be my birthing time.  I attempted to do some emails but could not concentrate because I was getting excited and so I finally just told them that I starting my birthing time and they had to deal with it.  Jen decided to come over so she could follow me to her house since we needed the minivan there so they could bring the kids to the hospital and I called mom to let her know I thought this was it.  I emailed Dan and told him this was it but I thought he had time if he wanted to finish his meeting.  He was already on his way home.

I tried to get the last minute things done but I think the kids knew something was up and they were a little clingy.  Jake had woken up very early so he was ready for a nap and so he wanted to nurse.  I tried nursing him but after a few waves it was too much.  Dan got home and we decided to go over to Jen’s house.

We got there around 11:30am and I was hoping I would really be able to get into deep hypnosis.  Up until this point I was just relaxing as much as I could during the waves but not going into hypnosis.  The waves were not painful just intense but I had to really focus to relax through them.   Once we got to Jen’s house I put Jake upstairs, he had fallen asleep on the way there, and we got the kids lunch.  Dan was ready to go to the hospital but I wanted to stay home as long as possible.  I needed to keep moving and was pacing back and forth in the kitchen.  When I would have a wave I would lean on the counter and sway back and forth.  The kids started “dancing” with me.

After a little bit, I realized that I needed to listen to my hypnosis to help me get into a good zone.  I still was not in any pain but just felt scattered from trying to get the kids all ready and get to Jen’s house and I hadn’t listen to any scripts yet.  So I sat on the couch and listened to the deepening track.  This did help me relax and I started to feel better.  After the deepening track, I had a few nice waves and I really just felt it was time to go to the hospital.  I really needing to concentrate and thought that it was getting close and if it wasn’t close that I needed to get really deep into hypnosis which was tough with all the kids.  So I told Dan it was time to go.  Julie was on the phone and said she wanted to come over but I told her I didn’t think I could wait.  We waited another 5 minutes for the brownies to be done and then I said goodbye to the kids and we left.

I had a strong wave in the driveway so waited to get in the car and then I put deepening on again as we drove the 25 minutes to the hospital.  The waves were more intense still not painful but I was thinking to myself that if I wasn’t at least 8cm I was going to be very upset.  We got to the hospital and I had about 3 waves walking from the car to the door which wasn’t very far and about 3 more walking up to the birthing center.  I had a few while signing the paperwork and then finally got in the room around 2pm.

I changed into my binzi which I loved and posed for a picture.   I noticed that I felt better if I pushed while I was having waves and started thinking maybe I am ready.  I kept telling myself I was crazy.  Finally the nurse came in to put the heplock in, since this was a vbac, and to monitor me and get some blood.  I was really feeling like I wanted to be checked but kept my mouth shut since I didn’t want to be checked and be only at 3cm.  The midwife came in while the nurse was trying to get some blood and said she would come back in a few minutes.  I was very tempted to say no just stay but again didn’t want to be wrong.  Finally the nurse finished getting everything and left the room.

I told Dan that I felt like I was pushing and he asked if I wanted him to get the midwife and at first I said no but with the next wave my body started really pushing and I told Dan to get them.  He was out the door so fast…I think I really scared him.  The midwife came right in and I had to get on the bed which I hated but she checked me and said I was fully dilated and she felt the bag of waters right there.

I got right out of bed and was standing next to it which was the most comfortable position for me and the midwife suggested that maybe I get on the bed and lay on my side so the baby would come out a little slower and they might be able to prevent tearing.  I tried getting on the bed but half-way on I had another wave and it was just so uncomfortable so I stood back up and continued pushing that way.  I felt the bag of water come out it felt like I had a small balloon hanging from me and I could feel her head coming down and going back up with each push.

After a few pushes I finally felt her head come out and what a wonderful feeling that was.  Then out came her body.  I got to lift her right up to me and Dan cleaned her head with a towel.  I laid on the bed to deliver the placenta.  The midwife was very patient and let it come out when it was ready and we waited for the cord to stop pulsating until Dan cut it.  Then Arabella nursed for about 1 hour and 45 minutes until finally I let them take her to weigh her and clean her up.  They did everything in the room and she was 9lbs 1 oz and 21 ¼ inches long.  She is so beautiful.

This birth was exactly how I wanted it.  I am surprised at how much more intense it was then Jake’s but it was also so much quicker and I didn’t believe I was in labor right away.  I did not get as deep in hypnosis as I did with Jake’s birth but I still wouldn’t say it was painful.  I didn’t feel as in control while I was pushing but I am so excited I got to feel everything this time.  With Jake I did not feel anything.  I don’t know if it was because I was so deep in hypnosis or just that I pushed for over 2 hours but I did not feel his head coming out and was sort of disappointed about that.  It was an amazing birth and I am so thankful that I found Hypnobabies!!!

Diana

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I wasn’t sure I would post Sara’s birth, but someone wanted to hear it, and I love the story, so here goes…..it’s really long, so be forewarned!

Sara’s birth really begins with the birth of her sister, Lily, and continues with her brother, Webb’s birh. I will keep them short so as not to bore you all! If you want to get straight to the actual birth, skip to *****

When I was pregnant with Lily I really looked forward to a beautiful water birth at a local free standing birth center. That dream was shattered when 50 hours after my water broke I had a c-section due to failure to progress (I never got past 7 cm). The surgeon later told me that there was no way she would have fit through my pelvis and that I should never try to labor again – I had given it a good shot. Now, I should tell you that this huge baby that would never fit through my pelvis was only 7 pounds 10 ounces. Granted, she did have a big head (97th percentile), but still, she was not big.

When I got pregnant 9 months later, I knew I wanted to vbac. The birth center wouldn’t take me due to a prior C, so I went with the Navy midwives. We were also moving across the country, so I knew that birth center wasn’t an option anyway. So, when my water broke first with Webb as it did with Lily, I was nervous. I didn’t want a repeat. Thankfully, my birthing waves began within a half hour. 12 hours later my son was born via c-section. I never got past 9 cm and I truly believe this was a case of failure to wait rather than failure to progress. If I had known then what I know now, I would have demanded more time. Webb was 9 pounds 10 ounces.

When Webb turned a year we found out we were pregnant again. We were back where Lily was born and I began to look at my options. I started with the Navy midwives and was told at my first visit that I could have a vbac. At my second visit I was told that my c-section would be scheduled for a week before my due date. I said I did not want a C, and we fought it. Ultimately, the hospital did all they could to keep us, but I knew it would be a battlefield while I was in labor. They said I could attempt a vba2c, but I knew that there would be loads of restrictions and that it was likely I would not have supportive staff. I started to look elsewhere.

I interviewed home birth midwives as well as an OB. In the end, we ended up going with the OB. My husband was scared of a homebirth since I had never had a child vaginally. This OB ended up being absolutely amazing. He was supportive and honest. He respected my wishes and yet was upfront about everything. He told me that we needed to trust each other. I needed to trust that if he said a c-section was necessary that I would believe him and not fight it, and he needed to trust that I would not do anything he felt was risky (he had some patients in the past who did not take his advice and ended up in the ER). He told me the risks, but said that he thought I could do it. He was amazing throughout the entire pregnancy and told me I would be having my baby vaginally. He did this right up until my last appointment….I later found out from my doula that he was actually worried because I was late and while that did not concern him, the fact that I had very little efacement did. He was worried I would not progress – but not once did he let me know this! Talk about being supportive!

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For weeks I had been having prodromal labor. I lost my plug about two weeks before my birthing time actually began. This was about a week before my due date. I kept thinking it would be time due to the loss of the plug and the continuous waves, but this baby was happy where she was! Finally around 9 days after my due date, my doula asked if I wanted to stop by her house after my OB appointment and she would massagea my feet and do some pressure points. She also said that if I wanted to take some homeopathics that she had they could help encourage labor to begin, but if my body or baby weren’t ready it would do nothing. So I went to her house and relaxed for a while and just chatted. I took the homeopathics (and she sent me home with some too) and went home. I continued to take the homeopathics and by the next morning my birthing waves were remaining consistent. They were still pretty far apart but regular. We made arrangements for our children, and then did a few things before heading up north that afternoon.

I should say that we had a plan that is a little different than most. The hospital that we were birthing at is about 30-45 minutes from my house. My doctor said that while he was okay with me having a vbac, the hospital wasn’t. Therefore, he still had to recommend a C once I got to the hospital. He told me that if I was going to refuse the c-section he thought I should labor at home as long as possible. Over the course of my pregnancy I became very close to my doula and she offered her home for me to labor in (she lives about 3 miles from the hospital). So, the plan was to labor at my doula’s, and then go to the hospital at the last minute to have the baby.

So around 3:30 or so in the afternoon we went to my doula’s house. I listened to my HB on the way up there and then while laying on the couch at her house. She was amazing! She had all the lights off and had lit beautiful candles around her home. She had her hot tub ready for me when I got there. She had also put a blow up mattress (made up with sheets, blankets, and pillows) near the hot tub in her gorgeous and very private backyard. It was amazing. After working through the waves on the couch, we decided to move to the hot tub. So, my husband and I got in the tub and relaxed. It truly was wonderful. The water felt so good and I really relaxed even more. The only thing I wish I had done differently is that at this point I stopped listening to my ipod. We put music on instead. After a while I began to feel some discomfort, but it was mild.

My OB knew where we were and he checked on us to make sure all was okay. He even stopped by and dropped off a dopler for us to periodically check the heart rate of the baby. While he was there I was beginning transformation and was having more discomfort, but again, it was totally manageable. He later told me that it was absolutely beautiful watching my husband and I in the tub. At some point (when my husband was exhausted, hungry, and shriveling up like a prune) he and my doula traded places. My doula got in with me and supported me and had me change positions a little. I really had no concept of time, which is why I keep saying “at some point” or “a little later” and such….I just really didn’t keep track.

Here is where my story gets a little tricky. I personally feel like I need to leave some details out. Not because I am modest, or shy, or anything like that. I would truly love to tell the entire story….and someday I will. But, at this point in time I must only tell part of the story. I hate doing this because it makes us look foolish and risky, but we really weren’t. I also hate doing this because it makes us look as if we went against our OB….again, I assure you, we didn’t.

When I started to feel a little pushy, I got out of the hot tub for a minute. Well, when I did, my water broke. I knew then that I would not be able to get back in the hot tub because of the chlorine. This is where I started to experience some more discomfort. Again, it was manageable, but it was there. The Hypnobabies did help a lot though and I am so thankful for it. We soon realized that during labor my baby had turned posterior. This was probably the reason for the discomfort. When I got there my doula had checked me out and Sara was not posterior, so she had turned at some point. This was making things more difficult. This also made it more difficult to determine when to pack up and go to the hospital. While I was feeling pushy, Sara was still very high and no where near crowning. I was advised to push a little to see if we could get her to descend.

Keep in mind, while this is my third baby, this is my first vaginal birth. So we knew that it could still be a while. So, I began to push. And push. And push. I was making very little progress, and I must say I was becoming exhausted and discouraged. My baby was not positioned well, and we tried everything. I don’t know how to explain it, but she was posterior, and was essentially hanging out, as in over my pubic bone – so she was not coming down straight. My doula had me move into so many positions and eventually the thing that worked was sitting on the toilet backwards and pulling up on my lower stomach (trying to pull Sara towards me) while I pushed. I pushed for four hours in various positions. We all had a lot of discussions at this point and due to several factors, we decided to stay at my doula’s house rather than transfer to the hospital. Once I could feel Sara’s head with my hand, I got a new surge of energy – it was amazing!

I finally pushed her big noggin out (she was still posterior – she never turned) and her shoulder got stuck. I could not believe that we had a case of shoulder dystocia. So, my doula flipped me over on all fours and we thought for sure it would work – it usually does, right? Nope. Sara was not budging. Thank goodness my husband had no idea what was happening – I think he would have been scared. Amazingly, I was not. So, the next thing tried was pubic pressure while reaching in to dislodge the shoulder. I have to tell you, this is where I felt my pain. I don’t want to scare anyone, but it was excruciating. Having an arm inserted in the vaginal opening when the baby is partially out was just too much and at this point I tore (I did not tear when her 97th percentile head came through!). Once Sara’s shoulder was dislodged, she came right out! She was born at 2:27 am on November 16. She was bright pink almost immediately – it took her a few seconds to pink up and cry, but she was fine. Her shoulder was checked and thankfully no bones were broken in getting her out. After the cord stopped pulsing, we tied it with dental floss and cut it with a knife (my doula could not find any scissors)! I then delivered the placenta. It was all so amazing – I was able to put Sara on my chest immediately and breastfeed.

We talked to my OB about everything and he checked me out. I ended up needing stitches, but he told me I did not have to go to the hospital if I did not want to. I would just need to go see him again soon. We also had to make an appointment for Sara with her pediatrician for later in the day. Since this had not been our plan, we had no carseat, no diapers, nothing – we figured my husband would be going home to get our other kids after Sara was born and would get the carseat then. So, while my doula cuddled with Sara (wrapped in clean warm blankets) my husband brought me out on to my doula’s deck by the hot tub and helped me get cleaned up in the shower. I could have gone upstairs, but I was so weak (I had forgotten to eat this whole time) I didn’t think I could make it. After I got cleaned up, I ate a little and then my husband helped me upstairs. I slept for a while with my beautiful newborn while my husband made the trip home to get our carseat and diapers and some food for everyone. We went home that afternoon and after visiting the pediatrician, spent a lot of time cuddling in the bed together! Oh, and 16 hours after Sara was born, she weighed in at a healthy 9 pounds 5 ounces! While this was not my motivation for wanting the vba2c, it felt pretty darn good to tell all those people who told me I couldn’t do it, that in fact I DID do it! This was an amazing experience for me. I can’t tell you how good it felt to finally have my vaginal birth! After 2 c-sections I really questioned my ability.

So there it is. I am amazed if anyone made it this far! It was truly an amaing birth….I think if we have more children, I might just plan a home birth to begin with. :) Being in a home environment was so comfortable and private. It was beautiful!

I want to add a little bit of encouragement for those of you out there who are doubting yourself. You CAN do it! A couple months after Sara was born, my doula and I were talking and she asked me if there was anything I would have done differently. I immediately answered “no”. Well, the more I thought about it, the more it nagged me. There was something that I would have done – I would have listened to my HB more during the birthing process – waves and pushing. When I saw my doula again, I told her this. I told her that I felt like I was kind of losing it and not controlling myself well. She was floored. She asked me if I was kidding! She said I did amazing! She said that I may have felt that way on the inside, but I did not look that way to those that were there (except for the shoulder dystocia part – I did yell out then). She said that I was so calm throughout it all…that at one point when I was sitting on the toilet pushing (towards the end of my four hour pusing), I just looked up at her so calmly and just said “I don’t think I can do this anymore”….not screaming it, just calmly stating a fact. I was so happy to hear that – it made me feel so much better. And it also made me realize that while I didn’t listen to the HB the whole time, it made a world of difference! Thank you Hypnobabies!

Laura

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Mikayla’s fast and un-medicated VBAC birth story

At 2:12 am on Tuesday the 13th of October, I felt a funny kick that woke me up. Soon after I started having some pressure waves. I wasn’t too worried about them, as I have been having practice waves for weeks, but these were very regular and consistent. I tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn’t. I decided to go downstairs to time my pressure waves on my phone at 2:58 am. I turned my computer on so I could listen to my Hypnobabies tracks on my computer instead of having my headphones on. I timed my waves until 3:29 am. I had had 8 waves during that time averaging from 3-4 minutes apart lasting a minute to a minute and a half.

At this time I was getting nervous as I was trying to go into hypnosis for the waves, and it wasn’t working. I was really doubting myself since my first labor lasted so long and ended in a c-section.  Well I finally realized I was in actual labor, so I started making brownies for the nurses and midwives. Around 3:45-3:50 my 2 year old son woke up and he and my husband came downstairs. My son wanted to nurse. During the second pressure wave while he was nursing I had to stop him and told him to cuddle next to me.

At 4, my husband called my mom and said he was bringing Brayden over to her house so we could get to the hospital. He asked if I wanted to go and I said I couldn’t, I still had 10 minutes until I could take the brownies out of the oven. I said goodbye to my son and got back to concentrating during my waves. After the brownies were out of the oven, I moved upstairs so I could get in the tub to help myself relax. At this point I was having to moan through the waves to help remind myself not to tense up my muscles and just let my body work.

My husband returned home around 4:40 and found me in the tub. After a few pressure waves he said he wanted to go to the hospital (he said at this point they were about every two minutes and I was gripping the side of the tub pretty hard). I got out and had to rest on the bed during the waves while I was getting dressed.

My husband finally talked me into leaving for the hospital (I was worried about leaving too early for the hospital and stalling my labor). We must have left between 5 and 5:15 am, my husband was driving very fast and I was going to tell him to slow down, but decided I needed to concentrate on my hypnosis and trying to remain relaxed. We got to the hospital and I told my husband just to get my birth ball as I figured we had plenty of time to grab the other things we brought.

By the time we got to labor and delivery, I was having pressure waves that seemed right on top of each other, and I had a moment of doubt thinking if the said I was only 3 cm dilated I was going to ask for the epidural. We get back into triage around 5:50 am and and the nurse was taking her time getting everything set up and asking me questions (which I let my husband answer as I had turned up the volume on my ipod). She checked me and asked if I wanted an epidural at which time I said no, and she said good, you don’t have time, you are 8 cm dilated and have a bulging bag of water.

My midwife wasn’t there yet, so she got on her phone and called for a doctor to meet us in a labor and delivery room. Another nurse came in to help and she asked if I could walk to the room, and I said no. She nastily replied that I would have to get out of bed at some point anyway, and she thought I wanted to go all natural. That is when the first nurse chimed in and asked her if she would like to walk at 8 cm dilated.

I chose to ignore all of this as my waves had changed and I couldn’t relax through them anymore (I now realize that my body had started to push). They wheeled me into my room and I transfered myself off of the stretcher to my bed. At this point the baby started having some decels to about 90 and the nurses had me roll to my side and put oxygen on me. After a few more waves where my husband looked into my eyes and kept telling me to relax and focus, the doctor walked in (it was my midwives back up doctor).

He said he was going to try to let me birth like I wanted, but if I couldn’t get the baby out quickly they would have to do a c-section (I think this put the fear of God in me!). It was at this time I looked at my husband and said I can’t stop from pushing (it felt sort of like when your body starts to dry heave, so powerful and you couldn’t stop it if you tried), but I was so nervous because I thought there was no way it was time already. The nurses said if my body was already doing it to start pushing with the next wave.

Well the next wave my water exploded (my husband said it looked like movie special effects, it hit the back wall about 10 feet away). That helped relieve a lot of the pressure. The doctor said I was doing a really good job, but he wanted to use the vacuum to help get her out as he was still concerned about her decels. I agreed to this as I figured it was better than a c-section.

This was about the time my midwife showed up. I pushed three times and her head was out, the doctor then took off the vacuum, and a few seconds later, the rest of her slipped out. It was 6:33 am. She had to be seen by the NICU staff as I had meconium in my water, and I had to get some stitches where the vacuum caused a bit of friction (which hurt worse than pushing), so I didn’t get to hold her for about a half an hour.

Her apgars were 9 and 9, and she was so alert and beautiful. What I find the most amusing was I didn’t get to sign the consent forms until after she arrived (at which point I had to laugh about signing the C-section form).

Mikayla Reese was 6 pounds 9 ounces and 19.5 inches long. She is such a content baby. I think I am still on a birth high, and that I can’t believe I did it! I couldn’t imagine it being too much better than it turned out!

While it wasn’t entirely pain-free, it was completely manageable, and I think Hypnobabies kept me relaxed and able to go with what my body wanted to do on it’s own. My husband says the only thing he would like to do different for the next one would be get to the hospital a little sooner (I think 45 minutes was too close for comfort for him, but for me it was perfect!

Megan
Brayden 6/07 C-section
Mikayla 10/09 Unmedicated, Hypnobabies VBAC!!!

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Anyway, I had c-sections with my first two kids and knew that I wanted this 3rd one to be born natually and vaginally. I decided on a home birth rather than to find a doctor who would honor a VBAC, especially after 2 sections. My husband was NOT for it at first but the more and more I read and told him, the more comfortable he became with the whole idea.

Of course I had fears but after doing some fear-clearing sessions, they just all went away and I NEVER thought of them while in labor. The whole birth was so awesome. It was easy, fast and comfortable. I would call it painless as well. I just had my headphones on in my birthing pool and went inward saying “Peace” through every birthing wave. Before I knew it I was completely dilated and apparently had the urge to push (I just thought my body was having weird spasms, lol). I then “ahhhh’d” my way through pushing. The “ahhhh’ing” got loud at some points but I still wasn’t in pain (although Im sure it seemed like it with all the noise) but the louder I “ahhh’d”, the better I was pushing and bringing baby down. I went into labor at 11pm and had the baby at 5:52 am… so less than 7 hours in labor but it felt like 2-3 hours MAYBE. My pushing was an hour and a half but felt like 20-30 minutes. It was awesome and I credit it all to Hypnobabies.

I have to say that I felt so comfortable with my headphones on (this is how I practiced for months before labor) that I wasn’t even listening to the words. I was just so relaxed because I knew that they were there [for me] if I needed them. All I had to do was listen. About an hour into my pushing my husband asked me if I wanted to take off my headphones and I asked him why. He said, “The batteries have been dead for about an hour.” I had no idea, that’s how inwardly focused I was. And of course I didn’t take them off after that either :)

I would post my birth story but it’s 5 pages long (I like to remember ALL the details) so maybe if I can shorten it, I’ll post it later but I HAD to post something to let those who are attempting or thinking about VBAC’ing that it’s possible and it’s wonderful! Two days before I went into “real” labor I was questioning everything (I was having prodromal labor [false labor] with horrible contractions that I couldnt get through even with hypnobabies. I was thinking that if I couldnt handle “false” labor, how was I supposed to handle “real” labor. But baby was posterior and after 2 days of pain and worrying and wanting to just give up and have another c-section, I did a fear clearing session and an hour later went into labor feeling pressure waves that felt different. They were comfortable and actually fun! This was “real” labor and I handled it, all pain-free!)

I also didn’t practice like I was supposed to with the scripts and I couldnt let my husband read and practice his birth partner scripts because I’d just laugh but during labor he still put his hand firmly on my shoulder and that seemed to help. I also held his hand (tightly at some points) and didn’t let go the ENTIRE time and that helped so much too. So just as long as you stick to the schedule and make it a routine, even if you don’t think it’s working, it’ll still work when it’s supposed to. I was AMAZED!

Anyway, if anyone has any questions I’d love to help if I can :)
Here is a link to the FULL story!

~Tiffani

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I do have pictures on my blog. It is the unedited/non hypnobabies
version of my story and even longer! In fact I had to post it in two
parts. I actually had a photographer there and have over 250 pictures
but as you can imagine not all are suitable for posting on the web!
Here is our blog:
Part 1
http://adventuresofpipandsqueak.blogspot.com/2008/07/birth-story-part-one.html
Part 2 (with photos)
http://adventuresofpipandsqueak.blogspot.com/2008/07/birth-story-part-2.html
Christy

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