Allison's Birth Story (edited version)

Allison Claire was born at 11:42 a.m. July 15, 2008 after 32 hours of labor. She weighed 9 lb 13 0z and is tall like mommy at 22.25 inches long. She is very healthy and doing well!

As most of you know we were hoping for a natural birth, but things don't always go as you planned. We are so happy to have baby and mom healthy and doing well.

June 14th, 3:15 AM: I started having real contractions at 3:15 in the morning. I woke up and said, Oh that's what real contractions feel like! I tried to sleep after waking up, but each time I dozed off the contraction would wake me up again. So, I decided to wake up. Ian, being dazed and confused asked if we could go back to sleep until 7:00 when he normally wakes up. Since I was already almost 2 weeks past my due date, it didn't quite register that I was actually in labor. At that point, we had both resigned to the fact that I'd need to be induced (starting that Monday afternoon). So, after waking up we were both really excited my body went into labor before I had to be induced. We labored at home until around 1 PM when I had a pre-inducement appointment at the hospital. They wanted me to still come in so they could decide if I was actually in labor. Well, I had been having contractions all morning that ranged between 5-8 minutes apart and were about a minute long. We did a lot of things to distract ourselves (walked, TV, eating) just pausing as needed for the contractions.

1 PM: When we went into the hospital for the cervadil appointment the contractions became a little more intense, and I must have freaked out the registration lady because I was breathing through one while she kept asking stupid questions like our phone numbers (I was a little PO'd b/c I had preregistered, but they didn't seem to care). She kind of stopped in mid sentence and said she'd get a wheelchair for me. I think I snapped back that I did not need a wheelchair and that I was completely capable of walking. Anyway, at the appointment they hooked me up to the EFM to see my contractions and the heartrate. Since I was having decent contractions every 3-4 mins the doctor said I could go over to labor and delivery and they'd break my water. At this point I was 4 cm dialated. I did not like the idea of them trying to break my water early, so we said we'd go home and come back after things progressed more. They had me go over to labor and delivery to be discharged and I met my favorite nurse who was totally on board with the natural childbirth process. She said she'd be on until 7, but when I came back she'd try and get me with a nurse that would be good in that area too.

5 PM: We went home and labored there some more. I was sitting at the dining room table (it was way more comfy to sit than lay down for some reason) and in the middle of a contraction my water broke. It was the best (and weirdest) feeling ever. We loaded up the car, drove back to the hospital and settled in for the long haul. I got there and had the awesome nurse for an hour or so. Then, the night shift came in and the nurse I had was fine, but not as awesome and the first one. Ian called her Nurse Barbie.

7 PM: I got checked at and unfortunately was still 4 c.m. (same as at 1 PM).

10 PM: I got checked again and was still only 4 c.m. Since it had been 9 hours at 4 cm. and 5 hours since my water broke the doctor basically said I need to get on pitocin to progress my labor. He told me the why and I agreed. I thought that laboring with pitocin would be better than continuing not to progress and running out of time since my water had already broken. I got on pitocin around 10:00/10:30. I could very quickly tell the difference in the types of contractions between natural and pitocin induced. Regular contractions have this nice wave, and peak with a break in between. It was so much easier to manage those because of the gradual increase and dropoff. With pitocin I could feel it starting b/c it took my breath away, then it was like running into a brick wall immediately very painful, it would stay very painful then drop away. Another contraction would quickly start up again without much of a break inbetween. I can definitely say our bodies know how to do it much better than the drugs do!! Most of the time I was on pitocin I don't remember, so this is what Ian tells me:

From 10:30 until midnight the contractions seemed painful but bearable. From midnight until about 2 a.m. the contractions seemed horrible, but far enough apart where she could recover inbetween. Going to the bathroom was an ordeal b/c she was hooked up the the IV and machines, but once we got there it really helped her be able to manage the contractions. I wanted her to stay sitting on the toilet b/c she was doing so much better there, but it was too cold and she really wanted to go back to the bed. 2 a.m. to 5 a.m. it was unbearable. She was in and out of conciousness and one contraction started immediately after the last one and she kept begging me to make it stop. There wasn't much I could do because any touch or sound was too much. The doctor wasn' t there overnight, and so at 4:30 we got the nurse to check Caitlin so we could get some frame of reference. At this point she was 6 cm.

June 15th, 5 AM: I gained some lucidity and told Ian I couldn't do it anymore without some relief, and that I needed the epidural. The anesthesiologist came in around 5:30 and gave me the epi without any problems. I was scared, but so desperate that I didn't mind it. It actually wasn't that bad getting the epidural and after 15 minutes or so I felt so much better. As soon as I felt that relief I feel asleep for an hour. After an hour the epi stopped working b/c the line was blocked and I started feeling the pit contractions again. I started panicking because I just didn't think I could deal with those contractions again and I kept buzzing the nurse until the realized I wasn't kidding that the epi wasn't working. A different anethisologist came in and flushed the line and fixed it. I rested for about another hour.

7 AM: My favorite nurse came back, and a different doctor was on call! They both came in and the nurse helped make me comfortable and the different doctor checked me. I was 7 cm dilated, yay! He said the pitocin dose wasn't correct anymore since I had an epidural, so they turned it up and after about 2 hours I was complete. I knew when I was because I started to feel a ton of pressure with each contraction. They had me labor down for a while since she was still up so high.

9:15 AM: They had me start pushing. I starting running a fever at this point, which I guess happens if your water breaks early and you're in labor a long time. Pushing was weird because at first I didn't feel like I was doing anything. They turned the epi off when I started pushing. Eventually, I could feel more of what I was doing. It was hard work, but it felt good to push. I pushed her far enough down that I could see the top of her head in a mirror that they held up for me, but at that point my pushes weren't getting her any further down. My awesome nurse decided I needed someone really motivating in the room, so she went and got the nurse that she called The Pushinator. When this nurse came in, she really got things going fast. We tried a bunch of different positions, and the one that worked the best was a modified squat with Ian holding my arms at the end of the bed and pulling me up. I got her further down but it wasn't moving along fast enough and I had literally run out of steam after two hours (!!) of pushing.

11:30 AM: The doctor said he was going to have to give a little help getting her out, and he started suctioning her head. After just two contractions of pushing with the suction, her head was out. After one more contraction, her whole body was out!

They immediately cut her cord and the NICU doctors started working furiously on her to clean her off. She didn't appear to be in any distress, so they didn't have to take her off to the NICU. I watched her little feet kicking from across the room while they were cleaning her off. I was so happy I was crying...I kept asking Ian what she looked like, and he said that she was perfect. After what seemed like an eternity (but was more like 5 minutes) Ian brought her over to me. I held her; she was very lucid and staring at me. She was awake and lucid, and we just snuggled skin-to-skin until she went to the nursery.

Even though we ended up with a medicated labor, we feel like we did everything we could and we were really involved in our birth as opposed to just being bystanders. She was very lucid when she was born, in the quiet alert state and very healthy. Going through seven unmedicated hours of pitocin contractions before getting an epidural was one of the hardest experiences of my life, but we feel that doing everything we could to reduce the amount of drugs in our system made for a healthier birth and a healthy baby.

Going through the experience of birth together with Ian was an amazing, surreal experience and the end result is just perfect. We're now just enjoying life as a family and Allison can't wait to meet all of you!

Caitlin, Ian, and Allison