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I have a few spots left in my Hypnobabies Class starting April 28th.   This is a wonderful childbirth education series that covers all the important pregnancy and birthing information AND includes hypnosis tools to help you have a more comfortable and enjoyable birth. 

If you are an expecting mom in Orange County, CA and are interested in learning more about the classes please visit my website

I got this book Placenta: The Gift of Life by Cornelia Enning off the Midwifery Today website when ordering the Midwifery Today magazine.  (Highly recommended by my friends at Independent Childbirth, the magazine that is) 

Well, I am pretty enthralled with placentas.  I think they are so amazing and thought the book sounded interesting.  It was a fast read, only 70 pages.  There were some interesting things I learned about how placentas were used historically.  Also how animal placentas are used today in some beauty care products. 

The main thing that I came away with from the book is that the placenta is something that should be repsected and not thrown away in the trash.   It is an amazing wonderful organ your body creates for growing your baby. 

I think with my next baby (if I have one) I will do 1 of 2 things, bury my baby’s placenta under a tree or dry it and encapsulate it.  Or both, bury part and encapsulate part.  There are a lot of benefits that moms can have by ingesting their placenta.  Currently the thought of eating it grosses me out, but I could probably swallow a pill. 

For more information on placenta benefits visit Placenta Benefits or their blog

 

Ways to entertain a 2.5 yo while extremely pregnant.   This is from a blog I read with a mom expecting twins! 

It made me laugh, because I remember those days.  Not expecting twins!  But pregnant with Carson when Devon was 2.5 yo! 

I created a survey to look at if and how someone’s faith could effect their birth.  Please take a few minutes to fill it out!  It should only take about 5 minutes. 

 Click Here to take survey

If you took a Hypnosis for Childbirth course and want to do a survey regarding your experiences with that, I made a survey for that too.

 

http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=smexlaSoppQdfs0441CXBA_3d_3d

Thanks!  I will share the results in May.

The Trust Birth Conference was very interesting.  It was fun talking with other doulas there.  We had one group discussion and someone talked about how our work as Doula’s can be effected by our births. 

It made me think of my 2 cesareans I have attended as a doula. 

I always was nervous how supporting a mom with a cesarean would effect me, because of my first birth.   I had an emergency cesarean at 34 weeks.  It was scary, my baby was in the NICU, I didn’t get to hold him for 24 hours.  It was medically necessary, but still not anything I would want any mom to experience. 

So I was talking to this doula about this and came to realize how God had really helped me deal with the ability to suport moms during cesareans, while not letting my emotions from my birth get in the way.  He did this in an interesting way. 

My first cesarean was Mom B and it was not an emergency situation.   It unraveled over 24 hours.  A long induction for a first time mom.  Exhaustion was the real reason for the cesarean.  She was well supported and respected and made the best choice for the situation she was in.  It was still hard for me to accept in some ways.  It was still quite devastating, because I knew what she was losing and gaining in her choice. 

Since it happened slowly, I had time to come to grips with the situation and help support her through that.  It wasn’t really until afterwards that I broke down.  (There were many facets to that, it was the end of being away from my house for pretty much 57 hours for 2 long inductions.) But driving home I called Jenn, my good friend and all I could say was, “She got a cesarean.” and then started crying and couldn’t really stop.  Jenn is a cesarean mom too, so she understood.   I still tear up thinking about it and it was 5 months ago. 

Fast forward to 2 months ago and I am at another birth.  Mom K is on pitocin after supposed PROM.  OB checks her and she has bulging forewaters, so she goes to break that, without even planning on telling mom.  I jump in to say, “Looks like OB is going to break your water!”   

Baby doesn’t tolerate it well at all, they try changing positions, then try amnioinfusion.  I can tell things are getting dicey.  Suddenly OB is in there and without telling K anything, putting in an internal monitor.  I am calmly telling mom what is going on.  Then OB goes for second Internal Monitor, I say to K, “It looks like you might be going for a cesarean.”  OB calls Code Green, room fills with people.  No one is talking to K at all.  The room is in chaos.  I feel totally calm.  I say to K, “Go to your special place.  You and your baby will be fine.”  Mom and Dad are gone within minutes. 

I am left alone in the room.   I still feel calm.  This was the situation I was most afraid of.  Being in a situations close to Devon’s birth.  But in reality I think that first birth with B, helped prepare me for this cesarean.  It helped me deal with a lot of my emotions regarding Devon’s birth, so that I could be present and calm for K when I needed to be. 

K and baby were fine.  I loved that she was able to recover back in her room with baby in the room with her.  She was holding him skin to skin within an hour after he was born. 

It was a much easier birth for me to deal with as a doula.  It was medically necessary (though I see very clearly different interventions may have caused that necessity).   I was able to provide support before and after.  I didn’t shed any tears, though I do feel sorry for K that she joined the sisterhood of the scar.  It is something I do not wish for anyone. 

The end of  2007 I attended two very long births back to back.  Out of 63 hours I was gone 57.  I was home for a few hours of sleep between them.  I missed my 2 year olds birthday and honestly I don’t know where my boys were during that whole time.  I wasn’t worried, I knew that they were with friends and DH and they were fine. 

Both births were for first time moms who were induced, hence the longness.  (I am not sure if that is a word, but it seems right for this post!)

Here is the short version. 

Tuesday night go to hospital to support my single mom client, A.  She was on pitocin by 5am.  She started having back labor and when she discovered she was still 1.5 cm. she wanted an epidural.  Her OB said Ok.  She did progress and had baby vaginally around 6:30 pm.   Got her settled in postpartum and headed home by 9pm Wed.  

In bed at 10 pm and up at 3am Thursday off to another birth.  Mom B, was induced with pitocin at 5am on Thursday. (had been in hospital since 3 pm Wed. afternoon because of low amniotic fluid) She handled things well throughout the day.  She chose to get water broken at 6pm when she still hadn’t progressed.  Things got very intense and she chose an epidural at 8:15 pm.  She rested, but was quickly getting exhausted and by 4 am was so discouraged and back pain started coming through the epi.  Baby was posterior and at 5am mom chose elective cesarean.  I was going to be able to go in with Dad and Mom, but her sister got there just in time so she got to go in and I got to go rest.   I was able to see mom after recovery.  She was just exhausted.   Didn’t even hold the baby yet when I saw her at 10 am.   It was so sad for me to see.   Baby was fine, mom was past exhausted, but ok physically… I was exhausted too.

My reflections on these births. 

Interestingly enough, I felt like A, while she had a better outcome (vaginal birth), was not treated with the same respect as B.  The nurse for A caught her eating and read her the riot act.  Then after she accepted the epidural, there was a time when the baby’s heart rate was looking fishy, so she ended up with an internal monitor.  The nurse said, in a snotty voice, “That’s what you get for having a 2 page birth plan!”  I was shocked and saddened by her unkindness.  

 Mom B on the other hand was treated very respectfully by everyone.   They respected her choices.  While it ended in a cesarean, I was happy to see how she was not coerced into it.  This is from my birth story I wrote for mom. 

OB comes in at 5 am, she talks to B.  “How are you doing?” 

B. says, “Horrible, I just can’t do this anymore.  I am nauseous.

OB, “Let’s check to see how you are progressing, baby looks good and you are ok, so there is no emergency.”   B is 7cm.  OB checks baby’s position, baby is positioned a little funny.  OB goes over options.  “We can wait and keep on going, baby is doing well, but it may continue to be slow progress because of babies position.  Or we can do a cesarean now.”

B. quickly responds she wants the cesarean.  He DH agrees and in many ways I do too.  She is SO exhausted I really don’t know if she could push a baby out even at this point if it was time to push.   

I was still heartbroken about it, because I knew it wasn’t a medically necessary cesarean and I hated to see her get cut, to join the sisterhood of the scar.  I cried for a few days because of it.  But she was informed and she made the choice.  I think it was the best one for her at the time.  I went through a lot of second guessing, what else could I have done as her doula to help prevent this?  Did I fail her somehow?   B and I have talked a few times about it.   Her saddest part is she doesn’t remember the first time she held her baby. 

It was interesting, I went to visit her after she got out of recovery.  But I didn’t want to see her baby in the NICU, because I did not want to see her baby before she did.  That seemed to wrong to me.  I remember that empty feeling, when my Devon was in the NICU and I was in a room alone.  So empty.  I think this birth was an interesting step for me in regards to emotionally dealing with some issues from my birth.  But that is a whole other post! 

I have had a cesarean with my first baby.  It was a medical emergency and I feel that it saved my baby’s life.  Baby was not OK and needed to be born NOW.  I am grateful for living today when this medical intervention is possible. 

 I have had 2 VBACs.  They were normal births, baby was ok and mommy was ok, so I didn’t need medical intervention. 

Too many moms today are getting cesareans.  They are not all needed.  Too many moms are getting scared into cesareans or repeat cesareans by their care providers before their birthing time even begins.  This is not really about a mom choosing a cesarean, this is about a mom being railroaded into one.  This is not empowering to a mother. 

Women deserve to know all their options.  Women deserve to know the risks of VBAC and the risks of repeat cesarean, so they can choose what is best for them! 

For those who are planning on having more than 1 or 2 children this post at Rixa’s blog, is very important for you to read! 

Well, some may not like to be called little.  Here are my 3 boys.  3 Things

We went to the Zoo on Saturday and they wore their Thing shirts that Nana got them at Universal Studios.  We got so many comments about the shirts.   Especially when DH had Thing 2 and I had Thing 1 and 3.  I got a lot of, where is Thing 2?

They are 10, 7 and 2.  Luckily they are all pretty laid back and happy to go to a friends house when I am at a birth.  I am also very blessed to have 4 friends who are able to take them at different times and a DH who owns his own business, so in a pinch he can stay home or come home early. 

For the last 2 births, Bryson (thing 3) started with Alison (my doula who is my #1 on call as we back each other up and do childcare for each other when we are at births), the big boys went to my friend Stacy’s house after school, Alison picked them up around 5.  Stacy picked up Thing 1 for piano lessons at 6:45 (he has group lessons with her daughter) then I had hired a grown up babysitter to pick them up Thing 2 and 3 at 7 and put them to bed and babysit them until my DH got home from his Scout meeting at 9:30. 

DH called Alison and she had Bryson on Wed morning, allowing me to sleep a bit before resuming my mom role for the day. 

I have 2 other friends who I have used as well.  Jenn, who is more like a sister than a friend, she is my, “I will be calling you in the middle of the night” person, when DH is gone at a scout camp out.  She is priceless.  Then my friend Jenny who is just a laid back mom, who having 3 extra boys at any random time, doesn’t freak her out.  She is a gem! 

I feel very lucky to have so many people I can call at a moments notice, if a birthing mom needs me.  I honestly don’t worry at all about my boys when I am away.   I know someone I trust will be taking good care of them.   I will have to tell the other story of crazy back to back LONG births I had in October.  When I finally saw Devon after those births he said, “I thought you had a part time job.” 

Maybe my next post.  

Share with me how you doula if you have young kids? 

I have had 2 moms who were going to have their babies at any time for the past few weeks.   They also happen to be good friends, so I really wanted to make sure I made it to both births!

Birth 1 - hospital birth

S. was having her 4th baby.  She had never gone past 37 weeks and on Tuesday the 18th she was going to be 39 weeks… so she was READY to have this baby.  Monday night she called and said she was having some intense PW (pressure waves), I was teaching my Hypnobabies class, so said I would call her after we were done.  I did and they had slowed down, so she was going to bed.

The next morning, she called and said they were still there, but less intense.  I got care lined up for my boys, which basically included 3 different people caring for them until 9:30 PM because DH had scouts that night.  (He is Scout Master) I went to Carson’s play at school and then talked to S, she had gone to the hospital and was 3cm, still having PW every 5-7 minutes, so was staying.  I headed out to her hospital, which was almost 2 hours away with all the traffic. 

I got there and then her DH got there not long after around 4:30.  I must say that this was a fun atmosphere for a birth.  S’s DH is just a funny guy and S is tons of fun, so it was like a party.  :)  We walked the halls for awhile.  S listened to a script relaxing in bed… then I think we walked a little bit more.  S ate some cheerio mix snack.  The nurse was so funny because later when she was helping S get in bed she said, “Ahh, a tell tale cheerio in your robe… BUSTED!”  But then said nothing else.  Completely different than the other nurse from a different birth who verbally attacked a mom about drinking

6:30 she was still 3cm and chose to have her OB break her water. 

7:30 we watched Wheel of Fortune, which is apparantly a tradition, she had watched it during 2 of her other births.  Then we also watched American Idol.  S wanted the distraction.  When it was done she listend to another script and we all rested.  She was starting to have longer and stronger PW but they were spacing out to about 7 min apart. 

I have to interupt and say that the nurses were GREAT, they were supportive of everything S wanted.  Her OB was too, he was not trying to push pitocin or anything. 

11:30, S gets checked and she is 4cm, 80% effaced and 0 station. 

Midnight - OB comes in.  Still every 7 min.  S asks, “What do you want to see here?”  The OB said, “A baby to come out.”  He said, “Baby looks great, how are you doing?”  S. was good, tired and wanted to rest.  He said, “Whatever you want.”

A little later the nurse came in and asked S if she was open to any augmentation.  S said, “You mean, pitocin?”  The nurse said yes.  She explained she could just do a little and not up it, just to try and get them a bit closer together.  She said, that S. could take some time to think about it and just to let her know. 

Minutes later after talking together about pros and cons, S said, “Let’s do it!”  So at 12:25 pitocin was started at the lowest setting and by 12:45 the PW were more like 4-5 min apart.  S started feeling the baby starting to move down more.  She listened to a script in bed and was doing really well relaxing. 

1:20 the nurse asks if she can check S.  S. agreed and she was 8cm. 

1:40 the nurse turns off the pitocin, so S can have more of a break.  At this point S was starting to lose some of her focus.  She just wasn’t getting much of a break (the PW were lasting over a minute and only a minute break between them)  after the pitocin was turned off they spaced out again to 4 or 5 minute breaks. 

1:50 S hustles to the bathroom to pee.  She asks if there is anything to help take the edge off.  The nurse explains she might be too close to pushing. 

So at 2:00 S is checked again and is 9.5, just a little lip left.  No time for any medication and S is just ready to be done, time to push!  The nurse goes to get the OB.  DH is so great at encouraging S.  She is doing it! 

2:10 the OB is ready and S pushes for 1 or 2 PW, completely mother directed.  No one telling her how long to push.  Little C is born at 2:16!  She did it!  Horray.  He is so cute and has curly dark hair.   He was 7 pounds 14 ounces, her biggest baby and no tears!  :)  DH did not want cut the cord, so I got to!  This was my first time.  :)

I left not long after, because I knew I would be on mommy duty in the AM and it would be a long ride home, I wanted the adreniline rush to help keep me awake.  S is a pro at breastfeeding, so they were fine with me leaving.  With no traffic I was home and in bed by 3:30. 

My thoughts… I think had she not had the pitocin she would have had a more relaxed time for the last hour.  But she was ready to have the baby and was already tired.  I don’t know if waiting a few more hours with no sleep would have been the best choice for S.    I talked to her today and she was happy with how things had gone.  That last hour was really intense and she said she didn’t really feel any pain, it was just so strong and she wasn’t getting any breaks!  So she agrees without the pitocin it would have been a smoother ride.  But she was fine with how it all turned out, which I am glad for!

I also think that really it was meant to be that her baby was born by 2:15 so I was home in bed by 3:30.  You will now see why. 

Birth 2: HBAC (home birth after cesarean) 

The phone rings at 4:30. 

Yes, 1 hour after I had fallen into bed.

It is Alison, she says she is having PW every 5 minutes for an hour.  I think my first words out of my mouth were, “How exciting!”  But honestly for about 20 seconds I am thinking… who, what, huh?  But then my brain starts to wake up and I ask if she has listened to any CDs yet.  She had not, so I explained I had just gotten home and asked if I could sleep a bit more and she could call with an update after her CD.  She said, OK. 

I got back in bed and found it hard to sleep.  I wanted to go be with her, but thought if this is another long birth (her first was 24 hours and ended in a cesarean) I am going to need more than 1 hour of sleep to help her through it.  I thought if I can just sleep until 7:30 (4 hours) then I can shower and get there around 8 and can do it. 

I still couldn’t relax or stop thinking, so I thought even if I get 1 more hour of sleep and she calls and needs me, I should be fine! 

I still couldn’t sleep so I said a little prayer along the lines of, “Help Alison and let me be able to get some sleep so I can go and help her in a little while.”  I then got a very strong impression that I needed to get up NOW and go or I would not see her baby be born.  I also felt that she needed me NOW.  I think I lay there for a few more seconds and thought, what if she is listening to a script and I call back and interupt her?  But again, “go NOW” 

So I got up and got dressed and called her to say, “I feel like I should come now.”  She said something like, “Oh good.”   While driving I prayed, “Please let Michelle (midwife) get there with plenty of time to catch this baby.  If she doesn’t get there in time, help me to be calm and that things will work out just fine.” 

I pulled up and the door was a little open, so I walked right in.  DH was upstairs and waved me up.  I go into the office and Alison was on all fours on chux pads and her water had literally just broken.  I sat down next to her and we had a little chat about what was happening.   Her first PW was around 3:18 and then had another 13 min later then they were suddenly 5 minutes apart and REALLY strong.  She had thought the baby was coming when her water broke.  So she was a little on edge.  She had a nice long break before another PW started (probably 10 min or so) I was thinking, “Is this the rest and be thankful stage?”  (Sometimes there is a break between transformation/transition and pushing.  Where PW space out and mom can gather strength to push baby out.) 

DH was on the phone with the midwives and they told him to read the Emergency Childbirth handout.  He told them I was there and they said they would call right back.  He read the sheet and looked at me and said, “Do you know this stuff?”  I took the sheet and read it and said, “Yes, we will be fine.”  I felt totally calm.  I loved that at the top of the sheet was a scripture and something along the lines of everything will be ok. 

Alison’s PW started again and they were 5 min apart lasting about a minute.  We got her iPod plugged into some speakers, but I couldn’t find the easy first stage script and I didn’t want to leave her.  So I put the birthing affirmations on.  Alison was relaxing great between and during the PW.  I got the birth ball so she could be on all fours, but rest her upper body.  I got clean chux pads down so she wasn’t kneeling in a wet puddle.  I got a towel to cover her, because she was cold.  Then we just chatted between waves and relaxed through them, I would talk her through each one.  Sometimes she would sound just a bit pushy and I just listened and said you are doing great.

The midwives called back to get an update, they wanted to know if the bed was ready.  I said I would check and then the phone went dead.  I didn’t think much of it, I figured they would call back soon.  But apparantly Alison’s phone had gone out and they tried to call back but couldn’t get through.  They just prayed all would be well.   

At some point I had her lie on her side because she was tired of all fours.  She found it hard to be comfy on her side… not open enough.  Though I honestly didn’t want her TOO open until the midwives got there.  She was also on the floor of the office as the bed was not ready and she didn’t want to move anyway. 

They arrived around 6.  There was some confusion because the plastic tarp for the bed was missing and there were limited chux pads.  Alison and I hung out in the office while they helped get things together.  They were coming in and checking out the baby and Alison between organizing things.  She was getting more vocal with her PW, sort of moaning through them… nice low sounds.  She wanted to get checked and Michelle suggested waiting because of the risk of infection with her water broken.  So probably around 6:45 when Alison asked again, Michelle did check her.  She was 8 and stretchy with just an anterior lip.  So part of her cervix was complete, there was just a bit left on one side.  So Michelle said if she felt an urge to push she could just follow that urge. 

Alison continued to vocalize through her PW and started making some little pushy noises during them.  We encouraged her and said she sounded great! 

About 7:15 we helped Alison move to the toilet, where she started really pushing.  Then we helped her move to the birth stool and Michelle checked and she was complete.  She showed Alison how far the baby needed to move down to come out.  Alison soon moved to the bed for some side lying pushing, she then switched back to all fours.   Alison was encouraging the baby to come out. 

Suddenly after a few pushes in that position the baby was crowning.  It was so cool!  DH at this point was laying next to Alison and I was in a place where I could see the baby coming out!  The head was out and Alison paused a bit, it was so calm and peaceful in the room.  No yelling for her to push, just gentle encouragement to follow her body.  She soon pushed out the whole body.  “I did it!” Alison shouted. 

They put the baby on her back to rub dry baby off.  Alison asked what is it!  Dad checked and with confirmation from Michelle (he was in an awkward position to see) announced it was a girl!  Alison was so shocked, everyone was sure it would be a boy.  She got turned over and held her baby.  She announced her name was Penelope Jane.  Alison was exhausted but thrilled. 

They left the cord alone until after the placenta was out.  DH didn’t want to cut the cord, so I got to cut my second cord about 6 hours after I cut my first cord.  How crazy is that???!!!!  I then got to watch Carly (midwife’s assitant) examine the placenta.  It was pretty cool! 

So Penelope was born at 8:06 AM.  If I had not listened to that impression, I probably would have missed the birth.  I am SO glad that I prayed and followed that impression that I needed to go NOW.  I feel like I probably was more needed during 5 to 6 am than I had ever been needed another birth.  It allowed Dan to get things ready while I supported Alison. 

It was my first homebirth and it was wonderful.  I felt a calm and peace I had never felt before at a birth.  Even when it was Alison and I alone in the office and me thinking, I might get to catch this baby.   It was just so right.  I think that it shows that intuition is really important during birth… not just the moms intuition, but also her support people too. 

I am SO glad that I prayed and that I followed that prompting to leave right then.  I am SO glad that the timing worked out that I was able to attend both of these births.  While I was hoping for a good nights sleep between them, it didn’t really matter.  God worked it all out as He always does! 

You can read Alison’s version of her birth story here

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