So, my story sure isn't what I wished it would have been. Honestly, it is hard to revisit it without crying, but I want to get it written down before I forget. I went into labor naturally while watching American Idol Wednesday night. It started with what I would call moderate menstrual-type cramps that were coming every 5 or so minutes. I called my doula and she told me to try to get as much rest as possible overnight, so we quickly finished packing our last minute items into our bag and then I got in the tub to try to relax before going to bed. I got some sleep, but woke up around 4am with contractions that were still regular, but hadn't seemed to intensify much since the previous night. I got up around 5am and felt what I thought was my water breaking. Not a gush, but a big trickle. At this point, my contractions intensified a bit, so At 6am I decided it was time to call my parents and have them make the 1 1/2 hour trek to Atlanta because I was uncertain as to how long it would take to be in active labor.
I was still contracting when my parents arrived at 8am, but they still weren't largely intensifying, which seemed odd to me. At times I wondered if this was just a false alarm and I made a big deal out of nothing! Jeff and I decided to go for a walk to see if we could get the show on the road. Walking definitely made the contractions stronger, but nothing too unbearable. Fortunately, I had an appointment with my midwife at 11am already scheduled, so we decided to go to it and see what was going on. An ultrasound was on the docket because of my age (NST one week, U/S the next ).
We got to the OB office and went in for the U/S. I was so excited to see Keller as it had been awhile since our last ultrasound. We got set up, were watching the screen and were making idle chit chat with Sandra, the tech, when all of a sudden these letters began appearing on the screen...
B R E E C H
and as I was seeing the word being typed, she tells me the same, "She is breech. I wanted to tell you since you would see me typing it." But she was head down just last week! Whose baby turns in their 38th week? And there was more bad news. My amniotic fluid was low - down to an 8. I never had a gush of water, so we think there was a pinhole leak. My brain was having a hard time processing this new information. I was so disappointed and in shock. On our way to the examination room, we see Diane our midwife and we told her the news that she was breech. She immediately says, "Well, let's turn that baby around!" to which the u/s tech says, "She also has low fluid." I could see the look of concern on Diane's face. She was so sweet and gracious with me and told me that we don't know why God decides to do these things and that she knew it wasn't what we wanted, but this baby needed to be born today with how low the fluid was. She consoled me and gave me much needed encouragement, then told me to go home and get my bags without dily-dalying so that we could have this baby. She also told me that this is why my contractions weren't getting more intense. Keller's rear end wasn't doing the trick in dilating my cervix. Bony heads do much better : )
After Diane left the examination room, I just turned to Jeff and cried. I was still in denial and shock. A C-section was everything I didn't want in my birth experience. I know there are a lot of people who love getting c-sections and definitely prefer them to having to go through labor. I am just not one of them. I wanted the whole experience in the birthing tub with my doula and candles and soft music with my husband by my side. I wanted all of the sensations, good or bad, that go with it and I definitely wanted to be able to hold my sweet baby girl the moment she came into the world. I am welling up just thinking again about what I missed. With that said, I already feel SO amazingly grateful to God for this most amazing miracle laying next to me. Oh my goodness, she is such an angel. And the fact that I can breastfeed just brings tears to my eyes! Of course, I do weep over EVERYTHING right now! These post-partum hormones are hilarious!
They quickly brought her over to the examination table and I lost it! I was so overcome with the sweetest emotion imaginable and yet was also so sad that I couldn't be right next to my baby. Jeff rushed over to the table to take pictures and then they finally brought her over to me while they finished stitching me up. She was already sucking her thumb on the table, which I found adorable.
| On the examination table. |
| The best moment for me. |
Back in the recovery room, I waited to see and hold her. It was so wonderful when she finally arrived to get to touch all of her fingers and toes. She is just perfect!
| Keller sucking her thumb. She still loves to suck on just about anything! |
| Still sucking that thumb! |
| Diane, our midwife, with Keller on discharge day. |
I will try to get some cute pictures of Keller up soon. Just barely surviving right now! Being a family of 4 is definitely an adjustment. Especially for my 2 1/2 year old. She is acting out terribly right now. I think she is more work than Keller, honestly. We hope it will get better with time. We are also hoping the lactation issues get straightened out. The nurses at the hospital immediately had me using a breast shield with nursing that I have now come to realize is a big "no-no". So, we are working on breaking Keller of the already ingrained habit of needing it for nursing.
That's it for now! So excited to see all the baby pictures coming!!
| Heading home! |






