Here she is – our new daughter!
Here’s Her Birthday Vlog Recap!
My Last Pregnant Meal
There I am stuffing my face with Golden Grahams Sunday night two weeks ago, not suspecting I would go into labor three hours later after a very good nap.
Turning A Breech Baby
We didn’t have any ultrasounds done after the big 20 week one. We were seeing midwives and going the au natural way as much as possible. But what we thought was the butt turned out to be the head.
At 37 weeks we did an ultrasound to check to be sure that spot up near my rib cage was her butt, and found out she was breech.
We didn’t know until the day I went into labor that our little girl was frank breech – which means she was sitting butt down on my cervix.
We tried everything.
We tried Spinning Babies.
We tried Turning Baby.
We tried the webster technique with two chiropractors who specializes in pregnant moms and babies.
We tried acupuncture and moxibustion (heating up your pinky toes!).
We tried a flashlight. Go to the light, Baby. Go to the light!
I hung upside down on an inversion table.
I listened to Turn-your-baby meditation from Hynobabies.
I talked to the baby.
I asked her to turn.
I felt her turn! She turned to the side and then to the other side and I was convinced all would be just fine and she would be upside down in no time.
Frankly, You’re a Frank Breech
Our chiropractor and acupuncturist said their techniques would help 80-90% of the time and not to worry unless she was frank breech.
I didn’t even think about that, even forgot that term.
There was no way I was going to be in that small percentage of moms with a baby sitting on your cervix. She was going to turn. Well… it wasn’t until the morning of her due date when my water broke (again, falling into the super small percentages) that we found out what frank breech was.
She was sitting on my cervix like a rocking chair.
So even as she moved from all the natural turning techniques, she would only move to the side for a bit and then rock right back into her comfy place.
So I had to have a C-section. Dammit. I was so sad, but of course it was worth it.
It also went very well and was much easier than I imagined.
My water broke at midnight on her due date. She was born almost six hours later. Viola, there was our daughter.
What They Don’t Tell You
Even with having a C-section, birth was miraculous and everything other mothers told me it would be.
What no one told me – and I WILL you tell you – is that it HURTS like a mother fucker AFTER you give birth.
Yeah, no one tells you that.
Your uterus contracts back into place and it hurts for about a week and some. When I say it hurts, it hurts way worse that a labor contraction. It’s toe curling painful.
So there’s that.
But you have a beautiful new baby so everyone forgets that and doesn’t warn you.
They all say Oh, yeah…
I called my midwives with:
“WTF, why didn’t anyone tell me about this pain?”
I texted my sister-in-law:
Nobody (yourself included) told me about that uterus pain! Owwww.
I mentioned it to the pharmacist when she asked how I was doing:
Great, outside of the crazy eye rolling pain of the uterus contractions.
So, Oh yeah, there’s pain after birth but it’s worth it so everyone forgets it.
There were four rainbows after she was born that went across the hospital. The second set was a double rainbow! We were able to catch a shot of the last one.
The pain has gone now. Our daughter is two weeks old and we are getting into a routine of being a new family.
I haven’t had any postpartum blues, in fact it’s the opposite – I’ve had postpartum elation and I cry daily over how happy I am.
I also cry daily over my brother being ill, but that’s a whole different story.
This one is a birth story.