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It has been awhile, hasn’t it? As you may have guessed we had our little munchkin. We made it all the way to 43 weeks! Yes, you heard it, 43 weeks. Everyone loves a woman at 43 weeks pregnant…

After 46 hours of back labor and 10 minutes of pushing we had our Little ‘Ver. It certainly wasn’t the beautiful water birth we had planned, we wound up being part of the 3% our midwife has to transfer. But, we made it!

Little ‘Ver wound up being posterior at the last minute and wrapped over and over in his umbilical cord, with a true knot. We discovered his heart rate had dropped to 50-60 bpm (instead of 120-160) due to the wrapping of the umbilical cord and the intensity of my contractions. He was being hung by the cord and coming through asynclitic. When he came out the cord tore and he was limp. It was awful, and while 11/11 wound up being the best day of our lives, it was also the worst. We were certain for a moment that my pushing off of a cesarean had killed our child.

After he had been revived and deemed healthy it felt like there was a triumph throughout the hospital staff. Staff members who hadn’t even been part of our birth team came in to congratulate us. It’s amazing how our intimate birth of J, our midwife, and myself turned into a huge room full of  specialists and teams ready to go into action at any moment.

I am thankful. I am thankful for my amazing midwife who never left my side and helped us make wise decisions. I am thankful for the wonderful team of women at the birth center who spoiled me rotten and gave me postpartum care on the house. I am thankful for the multitudes of hospital staff who kept my child safe while honoring my wish for minimal interventions.

Right now we are almost six weeks postpartum, been having problems with heavy bleeding due to a prolapsed uterus. -Always birth your placenta, ladies! ‘Ver is doing great. He’s huge! Born 7 lbs 4 ounces, 22″ long. (Even though the ultrasound guesstimated nearly 10 pounds. Yes, ultrasounds may be off by 2 lbs or so.) He is now nearly double the weight. He is amazing and beautiful and his daddy and I love him very much.

He was very alert from the start, loves to talk, and cuddle with the kitties.

There’s been a lot more happening, but this has been long enough.


21 Weeks

…And six days, but who’s counting?

This week my exhaustion and dizzy spells turned into fainting. It’s… Cool. Yup, that’s the word for it. Last appointment we had discussed my constant fatigue, and since my bloodwork and urine both looked fabulous we attributed it to plain ol’ pregnancy side effects.

After passing out in the back room at work yesterday I finally called one of my midwives. She instructed me to go on bedrest the rest of the week. To “chillax,” drink lots of water and eat only the finest most nutritious of foods. -Then call her back.

Here comes the tricky part, last time I was out my employer told me the next time I had to go on leave due to my pregnancy I wouldn’t have a job to come back to. It would be better for both me and the baby, they said. Heh. Thankfully a couple coworkers overheard my phonecall and covered a few of my shifts.

J and I have planned a waterbirth for our son. -In a birthing home, not a hospital. If my body has had so many difficulties with growing and nurturing our child thus far, how on earth can I trust it to safely grunt this kid out?