E's Birth Story-VBA2C

Warning this is very long and detailed (and I'm actually leaving out lots of info from the days before) but I'm posting since many ladies asked about it. I wrote this for me 2 days after delivery as well thus more details. I am dividing this into a couple posts so you can skip ahead to the actual delivery if you want or the pics (which I will add later on). Any questions on my VBA2C feel free to pm me  

Background:
July 2007: My first daughter, C, was delivered via c-section with EXIT procedure (we were both put to sleep and she was half delivered, intubated, and then fully delivered) due to a condition with her neck. She was 8lbs 2oz at 38 weeks gestation and had to spend a week in the NICU.
July 2008: My son, J, was delivered via scheduled c-section at 38 weeks 2 days, weighing 8lbs 4oz, due to my doctor at the time not wanting to do VBACs with only 12 months between and because he was going on vacation the following week. The doctor also said during surgery I could have VBAC-ed after all.

I switched to my current doctor for my third baby’s pregnancy at 15 weeks along and planned a VBA2C as soon as I found out I was expecting (at 9 weeks along).

September 2010:
Early Labor:
The Days Before Labor and Birth I was feeling great. I had so much energy I thought I may be pregnant forever since I was feeling too good to go into labor anytime soon. At my 40 week appointment Monday I declined checks but the baby was still very high it seemed. Tuesday was very relaxing and I had a wonderful dinner with my family.

I slept well that night then awoke at 2am on Wednesday September 15th (at 40 weeks 3 days gestation) with pressure and a contraction that made every other bout of contractions I'd had seem like nothing. I went to the bathroom and had a little cramping but thought nothing of it until I wiped and saw some light blood on the paper. There was a little more blood in the toilet and a couple chunks of pink mucus type stuff. I was freaked out a little but remembered bloody show from my birth class and books and that it could happen several days before actual labor so I tried not to get to excited or let myself be convinced that this was it. I woke Hubby up just to tell him what was up. My contractions continued though they weren’t too painful. I had a little bit of wine and tried to relax but they continued. Hubby had a contraction app on his droid and timed them after a bit and they were all about 2.5-3 minutes apart and 30-45 seconds long at this point. I could still talk through them to an extent so I still figured everything might die down in an hour or two as it had with my lesser contractions in the past weeks.

I tried to go back to sleep but couldn't through the contractions (which hurt more when I was laying down it seemed). So I went and took a bath and let hubby sleep, since as I told him he may still need to go to class in the morning and he figured he'd need the energy no matter what happened. I was very thankful my energy boost I'd been feeling since nesting began kept up so being up wasn't too bad. The bath made everything feel better but didn't deter the contractions. I didn't time again for a couple hours then hubby got up around 6 or so and checked on me and timed again. Still 2.5 to 3 minutes apart but now the contractions were closer to a minute in length and stronger. Also it seemed that the further the gap between, the longer the actual contraction would last and more intense it would be.

My doula had an appointment in the morning and I didn't want to wake her in case it wasn't the real thing but Hubby and I decided it would be better to be safe (and she had said to call her at 4am or earlier in the past). I waited till 6:45 or so to call and give her a heads up. Thankfully her appointment had been cancelled. I was still really talkative between contractions (though I'm very talkative in general so not sure that was a good indicator of where I was in labor, during them I could just do Uh huhs, yes, no, and breathing at this point for the most part) but with the way the contractions were, that they hadn't gone away or lessened in intensity, and with the bloody show my doula said she thought it was the real thing and would go about making plans for her childcare etc. and wanted us to keep her updated and she'd come over whenever we felt we needed her.

Hubby called my mom after my doula (since she's our child care and about an hour and a half away) just to give her a heads up we might need her later that day. I didn't call my doctor yet since I honestly still didn't want to think this was the real thing and get disappointed. Also I couldn't have gone in to get checked until after my mom arrived to watch C and J. My mom didn't answer but called back 30 minutes or so later and said she'd be ready.

So the next couple hours from 8-10ish we continued about our normal routine though a bit more lax then usual. Hubby stayed home and we watched a movie with the kids while I was having contractions. I used the birth ball but at this point was really enjoyed wall squats to ease through the pain. At this point in describing the contractions to Hubby I compared them to climbing a mountain. I could tell as they came on, reached their peak, and descended back down and felt like I was working through them progressively.

I called my doula again to check in around 11 when the contractions had gotten stronger and were all past a minute in length. I couldn't talk through them at this point and wanted to know what I should do next. She said to trust in myself and what I felt I needed to do. I thought I wanted my Mom to head down since I felt worried about my other kids and they had started getting worried about me at this point and noticing Mommy was in pain. C kept coming up to me and saying "This will make you feel better Mommy!" and trying to give me toys. Both kids asked why I hurt and I told them because their little sister was coming today. This excited them but they still were worried when Mommy couldn't talk to them during the contractions. I also needed Hubby to apply pressure to my lower back or sides of my thighs at this point or do hip squeezes for some contractions. I was getting sharper pains on the side of my thighs as labor progressed which were the most irritating part of the pain at this point.

We called my mom and asked her to come down. She had to finish some things at work first but planned to leave shortly.

I continued to work through the contractions with Hubby’s help more and more. I took a shower and have never been so grateful to have an adjustable shower head in my life. The massage spray on my lower back was heaven.

My doula called periodically to ask when we wanted her to come over and gave us tips on making the contractions more effective (making low sounds through them, breathing deep and slow, relaxing, and many other great bits of advice). I told her I'd call her to come over after my mom arrived. I felt I needed my kids taken care of first then Hubby and I would be ready to completely focus on labor.

My mom arrived at 1pm. This was great timing since the kids were getting antsy and I needed Hubby more and more at this point. I called my doula a little after that, and told her we were ready for her as well.

My doula arrived around 1:45; again PERFECT timing. The contractions had gotten strong enough at this point that I was getting more vocal during them and Hubby and I needed the extra help and hands to massage, apply pressure etc. through the contractions. She came in right as I started having a contraction and started performing her magic. It was as if the contractions split in half pain wise. Hubby and my doula were amazing. Both gave me encouragement and manipulated my body to get through the pains and focus on moving forward.

I remember telling my doula if this wasn't real labor I wasn't sure I could do the real version. She assured me it was the real thing. Hubby called my doctor's office at 2:21pm. I was getting more nervous about riding to the hospital at this point and distracting Hubby with my contractions while we drove the 30 minutes or so. My doula agreed that I might be holding myself back with the nervousness about the trip. We told the receptionist that we would head to the hospital and be there in about an hour. Eva was still positioned very high with her knee sticking out on the front of my belly and back to the right side so I figured we had a ways to go since she hadn't dropped etc.

The drive to the hospital wasn't as bad as I expected. I did pretty well getting through the pains in the back seat and the bumps on the road actually felt good massaging my back somewhat. Hubby was an amazing coach from the front seat telling me how amazing I was and that I was doing it! He did make one wrong turn though that added a little time to the trip. I remember seeing the hospital name on the side of the building in the sky and yelling at Hubby to go that way. It was a relief to see.
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Hospital Arrival to Delivery
We arrived a bit after 3:30pm at the hospital. I still felt I had hours ahead of me but was glad we were there and this trip was no longer a worry. We got checked in fairly easily and quickly though we took the wrong elevator at first. My contractions continued at about 2-3 minutes apart (not sure on length but getting longer and stronger). We had stopped using our Contraction timer app. hours before thankfully.

We got from triage to labor and delivery very quickly though I did have a couple contractions I made some louder noises through in the hallway on the way.
I was checked and was dilated 6/7. I was amazed since the baby was still really high it seemed. Also we were told my waters were bulging.

At this point I started to accept that this was the real thing. The contractions continued to get stronger. I asked my doula to post on our ICAN group forum to ask for prayers and ELVs but every time she started typing I'd have a contraction and she'd have to run back to me.

Hubby would apply pressure on my thighs and my doula would apply it to my lower back and then they'd switch occasionally. It worked out really well and I honestly couldn’t have done it without both of them I think.

I compared the contractions then to ocean waves instead of the mountain like ones of earlier. They would overtake me more suddenly and unexpectedly and I had to just let my body go with the flow and let them take me with the tide, not fight them.

About 20-30 minutes after the first check I was checked again for my doctor and was still 6/7 and was told my doctor was planning on leaving his office for the hospital soon. Everything seemed to be going quicker now even though I hadn't dilated anymore. It was becoming harder and harder to find relief from the contractions. I began getting angry during the contractions and yelling and growling more than the low tones of earlier.

I felt like I needed to use the bathroom and empty my bladder more often as well. (I didn’t have any bowel movements during the whole process surprisingly).The nurses were very chill about us being off the monitors in the bathroom. I think this was because they knew my doula would let them know if anything happened suddenly. I had a heplock but was never connected to an IV or anything other than the baby for that matter (crazy to think of in comparison to my cesarean deliveries). I went in the bathroom some time after being checked the second time and had lots of discharge, mucus and blood. Thank goodness my doula could tell Hubby and I that this was normal.

At this point I started asking if it would be okay if I did end up asking for pain relief in the future. My doula and Hubby were reminding me that I was doing it and didn't need the drugs. I begged to get in the shower or bath and my doula said she thought it better we didn't and I might be too far along.

I still wanted a natural birth but those pain killers were looking better and better. I was very vocal during the contractions and wondered if anyone could hear me in the other rooms but also didn't care at that point. I prayed out loud and called on God to help me. My doula told me this was the worst part. I didn't believe her. I was using the metal bar in the bathroom to stand on and yell through my contractions. The baby was feeling a little lower but not that much. I was worried she may go posterior when she descended or might not descend at all.

I had lots of fears I was dealing with at this point: of giving into the pain killers, of going on without the pain killers, of having another c-section, etc. etc. Despite all the books and classes I didn't realize this was obviously transition. At the time I just kept thinking it was going to get worse. During my contractions standing I started feeling more pressure. I yelled through one and some blood splashed out onto the floor between my legs. My doula said we needed to get me back to the room and on the monitors. She and Hubby tried to help me back into the room. I started having another contraction and ended up on the floor on the birth ball and all fours. I yelled "Something's happening!" My doula tried to plug in the monitors and paged the nurses. During this contraction I felt an eruption of sorts (though Hubby says it wasn't that much water). My doula confirmed my water had broke. Hubby was still there massaging, applying pressure and talking to me the whole time. People started swarming into the room it felt like, though they seemed featureless at the time. It was only 5 o'clock. An hour or so since my first check, maybe 20 minutes since the second. I was yelling for the PCB or Epidural only to be told (when checked while on the floor) that I had no cervix left to put it in and the epidural wouldn't take effect before the baby arrived. They wanted me on the bed but the trip of just a few feet seemed huge. I made it with Hubby and my doula's help. I couldn't sit though with the pain in my lower stomach, back, and piercing pain in the sides of my thighs. I ended up facing the wall kneeling against the back of the bed (it was in the sitting position). Hubby was to my left so I could see him but he could still apply pressure to my back. My doula was in front of me between the bed and the wall. I kept telling her to get me the drugs and she kept telling me it was too late and I didn't need them. Hubby kept assuring me how wonderful I was doing and massaging my back. I remember the doctor introducing herself but I didn't register her name at that point, just that she wasn't my doctor and was female. I was told to push when I felt like it.

Hubby asked the doctor not to direct my pushing, though I didn't hear her or pay attention to her any way. I did yell at her saying something to the effect of "Bitch get your hands out of me," when she checked me and the head position during a couple contractions. I honestly felt like my anus was going to explode because of the pressure and all I could do was yell through the pain and push. I remember one contraction I yelled "I....wannnnt Meeeeddd-ihhh-caaaa-tioon!" And another point saying to my doula "Pray for me!" She assured me she had been the whole time. The doctor suggested I turn around and try holding my legs back. No way was that happening with the pain in my back and sides. They were having issues keeping the baby on the monitor because she dropped very quickly from my final contractions in the bathroom to when I hit the floor and my water broke. The nurse to my right had to hold the monitor on my stomach which got in my way when I wanted to apply counter pressure. I was scared and my fear was holding me back some on pushing but Hubby and my doula kept telling me it wasn't going to stop until I pushed her out. I could feel the head and was told by the doctor they saw blonde hair. In a moment of strange calmness I said "That's weird." Then went back to the crazy contraction pushing place. I finally got past the fear and thought back to every birth book and video and story and imagined those moms getting past the head then the rest of the baby slipping out. This became my goal. I pushed and held her there then pushed again with all my might and she was out. Eva was here!

I couldn't believe it. I felt like I was kneeling in a puddle as I turned and saw the long cord from me to my baby beneath me. The doctor caught her and placed her on the bed. In a matter of seconds I was holding her. Hubby spoke up and asked to cut the cord before the doctor did it. He did it. We were both in shock. She's here! Vaginally, without pain killers! Without issue. Without my doctor even lol.
She is perfect, beautiful, and here. It was like a dream.

It only took 3-4 pushes till she was out over the course of 15-20 minutes.
I was the first to hold our baby. Then Hubby held her. We declined letting the nurses take her when they asked. We held her for a long time. Her apgars were 8/9. Everything went really fast. I was at the hospital less than 2 hours and went from 6/7 to fully dilated in less than an hour. I pushed for 15 minutes or so. My doctor didn't have time to make it but directed the amazing resident doctor from the phone on the way over.

I did get a second degree tear and had to be stitched up (which wasn't fun) but I got to have my baby on me the whole time. I got to nurse her immediately. My doctor arrived after I was stitched up. I told him I came to the hospital soon enough etc. just no one expected everything to rush by so suddenly since my two checks showed no difference. He was happy for us despite missing it. Everyone left but Hubby, Eva, my doula, and I. We got to wait till later to call the nurse back to do the baby's stats (8 pounds 11 ounces, 20 inches long).

It was amazing. We declined the bath and gave E her first bath ourselves just an hour before being discharged the next day. I was never apart from my daughter the whole time. I could walk and eat so soon after delivery. Everything was so different from my first two births. I definitely prefer this version though each was a blessing as well.

I got to go home 24 hours after delivering. I am now home with all three of my wonderful amazing children around me. I feel great. At this point my last two deliveries I still needed help getting to the bathroom.

I am so happy and so amazingly blessed. E is beautiful and such a good baby. My other children are head over heels in love with "their baby." We are so blessed. My VBA2C went wonderfully when God chose it to and at His pace. I trusted in Him and everything went perfectly. My daughter is perfect. And I am still amazed at the many miracles my family experienced welcoming Eva into the world.

Saving for pics (I will try and add later when I have time)

Congrats mama!  

congratulations, I am very happy for you! Hope everything goes well from here on, and that little Eva does well!

Congrats!!! I know we've never talked but you really give me hope because I really want a VBAC in the future

Wow what a story!! I'm glad you were able to have that experience and that you have so many people supporting you through it. I know if it was me my hubby would be like "get her pain medication NOW!" lol.. He actually did kind of do that while I had contractions lmao.

Sitting here reading this with tears running down my face. I am about to head off to my first prenatel appt. I am nervous and feeling a bit discouraged right now but this is what I needed to read. It will Happen in His time! I love that. I will trust my body and trust that God has a purpose. Thank you for taking the time to write that out. It is such an encouragement for me   God bless you and your family.

That is so awesome!!!! I am so glad that you made it as detailed i needed to hear im not crazy for being a little scared and that I can overcome it the way you did!! I know how hard you worked for this and how bad you wanted it and i am so happy you got what you didnt the second time around!!!! Im proud of you woo hoo congrats mama

You're my hero!!! LOL. That is ONE crazy birth story, mama. Congrats on finishing through your fears too.......i dont know what i wouldve done...maybe vomited? lol.

Wow! This is encouraging to me. I think I'm going to really push for VBAC now.
I'm so glad you got to have this experience and I'm happy to hear she's a great baby.  

Wow, what a wonderfully encouraging story! I myself have the task to try to convince my new doctor to let me try a VBA2C, or find one who will when I deliver in July (or June). She automatically said I will have another c-section since I've had 2 already, which I was not happy about. I had a successful VBAC with my 2nd child, and it was so much better like you said. I was disappointed when I had to have another c-section with my 3rd, and looking back now it was probably due to being induced, causing him distress. This time I want to let it happen when it is supposed to happen. I give you many props though for doing it without medication, because I could not do that! This gives me much hope to be allowed to try for my VBA2C with this baby #4, thank you for sharing and congraulations!!

Loved reading your story! Thank you so much for sharing and being honest in everything. It is hard and painful, we want to give in sometimes. I am 5 weeks pregnant and will be attempting VBAC this time around, but reading your story has inspired me to get a bigger voice in the hospital and know that it is perfectly fine to decline things they want us to do. Thanks again  

This was a wonderful story! congrats on your vba2c, well heres my story i got pregnant when i was 14 years old 2003, i got induced at my last appt because something ab there wasent enough fluid around the baby, when i got to the hospital they hooked me up to iv and started the pitosin, i went from 0 to 5 cm i about 7 hours cant tell you exactly but im guessing seeing i was in labor for 17 hours after i hit 5cm i got worried ab the pain ahead of me and fell for the epidural. After recieving it my labor slowwweeed down so much, i think id of been better w/o it! well when i went to push the baby was not budging, they tryed forcepts n all i pushed n pushed and nothing, out of nowhere everyone started moving very fast i dont even remember the reason for the EMERGENCY c.section all i know is i was crying "no please i want to push him out nooo" all i was told was something ab the babys heart decressing as id push idk:/ but any who i was put to sleep went into surgery ALONE and didint even hold him properly after surgery i dont remember much of anything.

My second child was also born thru c.section on 08/31/10 this time it was schedueld, because thats basiclly the option my ob gave me he didint even explain vbac much just said my uteres can rupter so its a bad idea, so i went with his method and did the R.C after they deliverd the baby, i got to hold her as they wheeled me to my room after that hubby had her most of the time, i felt very left out very sore, had major headaches, had a reaction to the morphine drug givin to me and was super itchey allll over my face, this was also not a good experience.

Well here i am 22 weeks pregnant, due 03/29/12 i have been reasearching vba2c and soo many of you moms have encouraged me sooo much to do a all natural birth because i do believe i can do it i never got a chance with my 2nd and i believe with my 1st the drugs had alot to do with it, and plus i was 14 years old i am now 22 and feel i am able.