This is the story of the childbirth of Iris, my second born. If you missed my original birth story here is the link. They say every pregnancy is different and indeed it is.
This pregnancy my morning sickness was way stronger and lasted longer. I actually lost weight in my first trimester from vomiting so much. I was also bigger and showed really early. Because I was bigger I suspected that Iris was going to be early but I did not estimate how early. I had planned to work until my due date of July 31st, in other words, until I gave birth and that I did. Given my first experience giving birth, this time I already planned for the epidural and on my 34th week visit I asked my doctor if he wanted me to have a birth plan. He said “No, that is what you pay me for”. So different from my previous care.
I went to work Thursday, July 20th, like everyday. Left work, went home, dinner, gave Hans, my toddler a bath and went to bed. I tried one last time to call my mom to tell her she did not need to spend the night and that my husband would drop off Hans at her house in the morning. I did not get a hold of her… So I fell asleep.
As usual I woke up in the middle of night feeling like I had to pee. Went back to bed and felt pressure on my lower abdomen. Pee again? But I just went. Ok… then the pressure kept coming back every 15 minutes. I thought it was early labour but decided to not wake up my husband until I was quite sure. Around 12:30 am I got up a third time to pee and as I wiped myself it felt a little too wet.
Now I decided it was time and so I called to him from the bathroom in a loud whisper “IT’S TIME”. My husband quickly got up and was ready to head downstairs. You see my toddler had lately been waking up in the middle of the night and my husband would put him back to sleep. So he thought I was saying it was time to go put Hans back to sleep hahaha.
I was like “It’s time to go to the hospital”, and then we both started to think fast. Who is going to take care of Hans? Is grandma here or not? We don’t have the bag ready! What do we need to bring again?” While my husband frantically started to pack the hospital bag, I went downstairs to check if my mom was sleeping downstairs. I assumed she was since I never did get a hold of her to tell her not to. As I came down the stairs I saw the bathroom light on. Thank goodness! She was here and awake already. I wouldn’t even have to wake her up. So I told her, I am in labour please take care of Hans and I will let you know as soon as the baby is born.
We grabbed the baby’s carseat and headed to Osborn Honor Health in Scottsdale. I regretted to not have done the maternity visit before because now I was already having intense contractions and we were driving around in circles trying to find where exactly we were suppose to go. Eventually we did find the right entrance which you had to be let in because it was after hours.
They quickly got me into the triage room. I got into one of those hospital gowns, laid on the bed and the process started. Getting fetal monitor, temperature, blood pressure. It didn’t take long for them to transfer me to my room and by that time I was so ready for my epidural.
We were waiting for the anesthesiologist to get there. It felt like an eternity but in reality it probably took him 20 minutes. When he administered the anesthesia I felt this shock down my left leg and twitched. He was like “what happened?”I explained and he said that it happens in 1 out 200 procedures and that he usually warns the patient not to move. Then I felt warm liquid running down my leg “oh ow I just peed myself” but then my husband was like “no that is blood”. I looked down and there was a small puddle of it. Again they reassured me it was all normal and ok.
We continued with the active labor, but my water had not broken yet and my doctor had not arrived. I was dilating well but the water was stopping the baby’s head from descending. They would have to break the water.
Soon my doctor showed up. He broke the water like a professional and after that everything went by really fast. I did notice baby’s heart rate dropping which from my previous experience had me concerned. Then at one point the nurses and the doctors started to shout, we gotta get that baby out now! They kept telling me everything is ok but their body language and tone of voice clearly told me otherwise. I knew they did not want me to panic so I just did what I was told and pushed with all my might. It took more than 4 pushed this time but still pretty quick she was out and screaming loud! This girl has set of lungs alright.
Afterwards they explained, the umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck. Just like her brother…I don’t know why these children of mine like to do that. hihihi but the alarm was because the placenta was already detaching itself. That is not suppose to happen until after the baby is out. Because the placenta can come over the baby and basically suffocate her. Like putting a plastic bag over someones head.
Everything worked out fine and I had my beautiful healthy baby girl skin to skin on my chest. She latched on no problem at the first try and breastfed like a champ. Healthy baby, no UV lights needed. The hospital stay was short, which was nice. The hospital recorded Iris birth on Friday July 21st at 8:37 am. We left the hospital Saturday afternoon.