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13 December 2010 @ 01:44 am
Hunter day 5. Birth Story.  
Hunter Sagan Eells
December 7, 2010 6:40pm cst
41w 5d gestation.
At home in the living room.
8lbs 12oz. 22" long.
Cute as the dickens.

Cast of characters:
Hunter- our son
Bob- my dear husband and Hunter's daddy
Laurie- midwife
Jessica- apprentice
Paije- friend, photographer and helper

Hunter was born on Tuesday evening but the story starts on Sunday afternoon.
Bob wanted to go to Fry's and I wanted to get walking a bit and be with him.
So off we went. We stopped at Geno's Pizza in Manor to eat, having heard about "labor pizza", and then we went on to shop.

On the way home I started feeling poorly. I was also feeling kinda parched(so it might have started earlier...) I thought I might have gotten food poisoning from the pizza.
So I went to bed and felt terrible for the rest of the day.
Buuut I did start having some contractions. They weren't very regular though.
I had them randomly throughout the night then at 6am got up and puked a LOT.
Like 4 gallons of puke. I was amazed.

It's like I hadn't digested a single thing, including much liquid since at least lunchtime. No wonder I was parched. So that's like maybe 20 hours of being dehydrated. Yeesh.

So after that I could eat, but I didn't eat much. I laid in bed feeling kinda tired and crappy all Monday. Around 12:30am Tuesday night I feel the contractions starting up.
So I do a bit of nipple stimulation to get/keep it moving. 2 mins stim/till contraction(ctx from now on) then stop and let it pass. 4 or 5 mins later repeat.
Well, I got about 3 maybe 4 rounds before my water broke at 1am.
Surprised the hell out of me and made me laugh.
It must have squirted 6 inches out of me! I grabbed myself and got off the bed.
I looked for something absorbent, finding nothing and wetting the carpet,
I ran for the bathroom and jumped in the tub.
Meanwhile calling for Bob to wake and turn on the bathroom light.
I'm laughing and leaking and it's hilarious.
He's all "You keep waking me up!" ;)
"Well, my water DID just break!" We both laugh.
So I shower, grab a towel and go back to bed.
The ctxs keep going and Bob goes back to sleep- I told him to.
I knew it'd be a while before it was a big deal to handle and labor takes a while.
I wanted him as well rested as possible.

So I labor for a some hours in bed, cleaning around the house
sitting in the living room etc before I woke him up.
I needed a little care and just some hugs.
They were starting to hurt.
I woke him I guess around 3:30 or 4am.
We try and clean a little but I'm fairly useless.
So we call Paije around 4:30amish and before she got here I'd called Laurie.
I think I called her around 5 or 5:30am, she got here right before the sun came up.

Paije and Bob cleaned up the house a bit before Laurie arrived.
Bob had started a project in the computer room
and there were large things cluttering the living room that I couldn't help with.
Starting a project is a sure way to bring on labor afterall.

I called Laurie because I was on the potty and felt a little pushy.
Uh, that might be bad, or well, good but not without her here.
So she showed up and we waited for her apprentice so she could check me and get the experience.
But when she arrived and checked me I was only 2cm dilated.
I got back to work laboring along.

I laid down and labored a while.
She suggested I go have a walk but it was only -just- above freezing.
I could only handle a little of that. About half an hour maybe 15, I don't know.
Bean hate cold.

So I came back in and labored on the birth ball, on the potty and walking around.
Finally I'm just tired and dry and fuzzy so I laid down again to labor.
Laurie and Jessica checked my pulse and the baby's, they're too high.
His is 170 and mine was 120?
About that time I yell "HOMER!! HOMER!!"
Obviously confusing the ladies but Bob sprints off to get the Homer Bucket(Home Depot orange bucket we keep around for just this type of need)
and I puke a gallon.
Laurie puts it all together and realizes I'm -really- dehydrated.
Since pizza Sunday it's been like...nearly 40 hours that I haven't digested.
My soup from the night before is whole in the bucket.
So they bag me. I get two bags of saline, costing about $10
and saving us about $10K of hospital bills. At least.
And GOD, do I feel better after that.
Apparently my digestive system had shut down a couple of days in advance of labor...
thanks Body. Uhhh jerk.

Laboring attached to the IV sucked. But I could still get around.
I can't imagine being strapped to a bed. How...insanity inducing.

Paije meanwhile had been getting me pedialyte and taking pics
and running around doing whatever we all needed. She was hands on deck the whole time.
She also said my mantra for me(I didn't ask her to, but it was nice that she did)
She did this silently. I had no way to say it, too many words.
I could say God, surrender, ground, open etc.
But that's as much other-than-coping thought as I could manage.

Bob supported me amazingly. Doing anything and everything he could.
I think he sees me differently now. But I haven't asked really.
He's called me a force of nature...

Laurie- God, I couldn't have managed without her coaching. She was the only one that could speak me through the pain. She's the only one I would hear. I would do anything she said.
I think I told everyone else to shut up at least a few times. (sorry!)

Anyway, after that things got real. Actually during.
I sat to labor on the birthing stool and Laurie checked my progress.
I was like 4? or 6cm dilated.(Bob might remember better.)
I'd been in so much pain at this point that I think I whimpered.
I definitely felt disappointed, but not deeply, just like -fuck- MORE??
THAT much more??
Fine. :(
So she offered to help stretch me on the next ctx if I wanted.
Wanted? Help progressing? OF COURSE I DO. SIGN ME UP.
So with the next ctx she pushed my cervix and I did indeed open a cm more.
IT WAS EXCRUCIATING. It was actually so intensely painful that I've revised my 10.
I found myself banging my head against the shelf I was leaning against.
Just to cope. WOW. I realized what I'd done there and had to laugh at myself,
at least internally. Head banging doesn't help, but it actually felt good to do it.
So I guess maybe it did. Whatever. Nerve distraction.

I had to potty again, which I HATED because the toilet was such a painful place to labor.
Apparently it's often a good place because people are used to opening their sphincters there and it allows for more opening. Well I've peed and pooped all over tarnation so it just sucked. And having my legs that far from my core was disempowering.

At some point in here I asked Laurie if she would help push my cervix complete.
It was terrible.
It was hands down the most pain I've ever felt.
But I chose it. She said later -and I knew this was the case- that her helping my cervix along probably took 4 or 5 hours off of my labor experience. I am SO grateful to her.
So she pushed it, got me complete and then I started pushing.
And did so for THREE and a HALF freaking hours.
Serious Bean was serious.

I tried pushing on the toilet(BAD) the birth chair(fine), squatting by the bed(fine) etc.
Laurie wanted me to try this other thing-
she got me on the bed on my back(!!), knees to ears and had Paije hold a sheet that had a knot in it for me to hold onto and pull on when I was pushing.
Bob held one leg and Jessica held the other.
(I really wish I'd set up something to pull down on before hand
but I still can't think of how or where I could have).
Anyway, the bed/back position was about as hated, no -more- hated, than the toilet.
OH did it suck. I just felt so powerless and irritated.(not after, just during)
I didn't like needing Bob and Jessica holding me. It felt weak.
Finally, as it was clearly not bringing down the baby sufficiently we went to the living room.

She had Bob sit in the birthing stool and me between his legs in a supported squat.
I held his hands, he whispered encouragement
and I squeezed his hands and roared, screamed, moaned, howled and more.
I -finally- got that head down past my pubic bone. After like 2 hours. UG.
When it got through and into the vaginal canal it actually felt good for a second or two.
Enough to make me laugh at the pleasure. One short laugh, but that was the most brevity my brain had processed in a long time. Maybe it was my g-spot. I dunno. But I felt smaller pleasure waves like twice and then it was back to the PAIN.
And all of a sudden- holy crap my butthole felt like it was going to explode out of my body. I couldn't push past the pain! Oh my God did that hurt. Poor Jessica got ass duty.(heh, ass duty) And she basically got to support it and push it against my body so I could get to the business of getting this HUGE FREAKING HEAD down and out. Ahhh apprenticeship.

Every pushing ctx would build and build and finally crest to the point that pushing was all any part of my cellular makeup could do. And I rode that wave hard into it.
She told me to find my power feminine and I found Kali.
There's this one particular image of her with a very wide open yoni. OPEN OPEN OPEN
With this word and image I opened myself.
I pushhhhhed hard and harder. They got me to feel his head as he came down.
Two inches inside, at the door, stretched a couple of inches...
More head, then more. It stung bad as I stretched. I even told her she could cut me if she needed to. She didn't.

Finally after 18 hours hard labor I pushed Hunter out. Still in that squat.
Which I held for about an hour I'd guess. I'm so glad I squat all the time.
It just feels like the right position. It was the most compactly powerful way to get my body so that I could focus every cell of it DOWN and OPEN and OUT,
I remember the extreme pleasure of the head coming out and my opening getting small again.
But then shoulder, shoulder, chest, hips and legs came out.
They hurt more than I guess I expected.
Turns out they were a half inch -bigger- around than his head. lol

But then he was in my arms. OMG a baby. A person. *huge sigh of relief*
Things went from super intense and focused to Ahhhhhhh. In a second.
Amazing lovely transition there.
And an amazing, lovely, wet, slippery baby in my arms and on my belly.
His eyes! He opened them almost immediately and started looking around.

He was calm but gurgley with amniotic fluid in his lungs.
He kept coughing it up and gurgling.
So we were originally focused on that, then I wanted to know the gender!
OMG a BOY! A boy! We kinda thought we were having a girl!
This was a really neat surprise!
We'd chosen names that would work regardless of gender so that was no problem,
but we had really kinda convinced ourselves it was a girl.
Anyway, ten fingers and toes. A coney head and overlapping plates.
His head was 13.5" around. That's 10.9cm- I dilated to 10. OW.
That's also 4.3" across. OW. OW. Can you say OW?
His chest and belly, though squishier were 14". O_o
But no tears!! "Skid marks" but no tears. Oh thank God.
It felt like I was going to rip hard.

Anyway, Laurie gave him a little oxygen and Jessica suctioned him a bit.
He got going a bit more. I remember he paused in breathing for a few seconds
and I mentioned it to Laurie- apparently calmly because Bob was like, "um you're awfully calm about that..." But I was, I knew he wasn't going anywhere, it didn't feel important.
You know?
I could tell it was fine. He felt strong and present.
So we rubbed him and he breathed just fine.

We fell into him while they made the bed, then got in and held Hunter, helping him get into his body more. Become more present and with us. And he did.
And we fell and fell in love. Oh his eyes.

Now we're parents! Holy crap that was a crazy trip.
I don't -ever- want to do that again.
I hated being pregnant. I hated labor and birth.
But God do I love that boy of mine. He's amazing. And gorgeous.
Bob and I are full of love but boy are we also tired.

I am thankful beyond measure to Bob, Paije, Laurie and Jessica.
I am grateful we're healthy and a family.
We are mightily blessed.

A link to pics:
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ajb92504ajb92504 on December 13th, 2010 01:56 pm (UTC)
Bean and Bob and Babybandbandb on December 14th, 2010 11:00 am (UTC)
erica scaricaduchess_k on December 13th, 2010 02:15 pm (UTC)
Wonderful story! I love the way this is written. I can't believe you pushed for so long! Strong mama, beautiful boy.
Bean and Bob and Babybandbandb on December 14th, 2010 11:01 am (UTC)
Thank you! That amount of pushing suuucked but it was better than trying not to push on an incomplete cervix. :P

I'm stronger than I knew. For sure.
starlite1980starlite1980 on December 13th, 2010 03:44 pm (UTC)
Great story! You did a wonderful job. I love how honest you are.
Bean and Bob and Babybandbandb on December 14th, 2010 11:02 am (UTC)
Thank you!
Hehe, I'm honest. It's my way. Also ass-duty is just funny. ;)
Windi: Birth-Bambolinasagefemme11 on December 13th, 2010 04:36 pm (UTC)
*tears in my eyes*

What an amazing job you three did!!!!!!

Welcome, Hunter. :-) :-) :-)
Bean and Bob and Babybandbandb on December 14th, 2010 11:03 am (UTC)
Thank you. :)

It was a lot of very rewarding work. <3

Your icon is so much more precious to me now.
Begin Againaq777 on December 13th, 2010 05:14 pm (UTC)
Way to go. That was INTENSE!
Bean and Bob and Babybandbandb on December 14th, 2010 11:04 am (UTC)
Tell me about it! ;)
Jennjennypoo98 on December 13th, 2010 06:28 pm (UTC)
Bean and Bob and Babybandbandb on December 14th, 2010 11:04 am (UTC)
Thank you!
Sheilagh: Cheers to your Health!sheilagh on December 13th, 2010 09:50 pm (UTC)
*hugs you*

way to go!!
Bean and Bob and Babybandbandb on December 14th, 2010 11:05 am (UTC)
:) Thank you!
Special Agent Gogosaru on December 13th, 2010 10:20 pm (UTC)
That was intense just reading that! Thank you for sharing so much with us!
Will keep up sending the prayers and healing your way.
Bean and Bob and Babybandbandb on December 14th, 2010 11:06 am (UTC)
Birth is intense! It amazes me that people have more than one child. But maybe I'm just whiny. Some people LOVE being pregnant and birthing.

Thanks for the healing and prayers. <3
MaryJmary_austin on December 16th, 2010 04:16 am (UTC)
I hear ya, LOUD AND CLEAR. Totally intense, totally hard to explain until you go thru it yourself. Thus why I opted for drugs in the very end.

Congrats, B! You are fierce and strong and wonderful...
Beanfulguritus on December 16th, 2010 12:26 pm (UTC)
Thank you Mary. You know, if I'd been in the hospital I would have opted for drugs too. But I would have also very likely gotten a c-section. They generally don't let you push for that long. Not nearly three hours. So homebirth has pros and cons just like the hospital does. It's good for me to see that first hand. Hell, I'm all about new experiences/lessons.
katie bugbugorama on December 14th, 2010 12:01 am (UTC)
came here from a community link -- CONGRATS! and great birth story!

i squatted to push too and plan to for any subsequent births. it really does feel like the most powerful position!

enjoy your sweet baby!
Bean and Bob and Babybandbandb on December 14th, 2010 11:09 am (UTC)
Yep yep, this is my baby journal.

Thank you! It IS kinda long but I'm verbose. :)

Squatting is where it's at! I just really can't imagine how else I might have done it, you know? I had to work so hard. Maybe if I were one of those luckier ladies who have their babies practically slip out at the barest push I could have birthed elsewhere, but not when I had so much to do.

My mom pushed us all out in like one push. Too bad that sort of stuff isn't genetic. ;) (although some of it is)

I am sooo enjoying my little turkey. :)
Jesstherealocelot on December 14th, 2010 02:09 am (UTC)
Congratulations! That's a lovely story.
Bean and Bob and Babybandbandb on December 14th, 2010 11:10 am (UTC)
Thank you!
Adrian: sloth!neph13 on December 15th, 2010 01:54 am (UTC)
wow, what an awesome story. I am glad you had people around you that could take care of the situations that came up, esp. the dehydration. Strong work all around, and congrats! Really takes me back to Gwen's labor and how magical it was just being there.

really makes me want to be a papa sometimes :)
Beanfulguritus on December 16th, 2010 12:21 pm (UTC)
I think you'd be a wonderful papa.

What a gift getting to be there for Gwen's! What was your role?

Yeah my team rocked. They deserve medals.
Jenmarie: crafty girljenmarie on December 16th, 2010 02:33 am (UTC)
Wondermous birth story!!! I love how birth stories all have so many things in common AND are all so very unique. Yours is one of the favorites I think I've read, but maybe it's because all y'all are so awesome. ;)

Sounds like you had a great team working with you, and that you totally rocked your transition into motherhood! Hooray, mama!! :)
Beanfulguritus on December 16th, 2010 12:19 pm (UTC)
It was intense. I rocked it the best I could.

I love too that you know the arc of all birth stories and the magic is always the details.
Paije is writing her tale of it. I'm excited to read that. It'll be posted here.
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Bean: pic#126949080fulguritus on December 21st, 2017 06:43 am (UTC)
Bob's just post birth reckoning