My sweet little Elea… you were born 14 days ago today, and here you sit next to me, where I can finally see you, and hug you, and tell you I love you! You are so incredibly beautiful! You have a crop of dark brown hair (which your dad swears is red!) and eyes that look oh so much like they’re going to be blue! Your skin, so soft, is usually red right now because you’re always so warm! You have a sweet sweet nature – you rarely cry, and when you do, it’s because you don’t like your diaper changed or you are hungry or want to be held. You love to be held – by me or your dad or your nana or uncle or pretty much anyone. I understand this of course – just a little while ago, you were held tightly inside my body. I really LOVE holding you and rarely let you go because I just want to enjoy how little you are. I sleep with you under the crook of my arm or on my chest. It feels just incredibly like heaven. There can be no greater bliss than to carry a child, give birth to her, and then feel her soft skin and beautiful soul in your arms.
Your birth was just perfect. I was surrounded by so many loving, conscious people, and I do so hope that your transition from invisible to visible – here in this world – was as peaceful as I tried to make it. I worried very much that you would be scared coming into this world, through my body, into the light and sound that is the human plane of existence. You don’t seem to be scared though! You just seem serene.
So, your birth story begins on Saturday afternoon, May 27, 2006 – because I think really that is when you started working on coming out! That afternoon, I started to bleed a little bit. I called Davi, the midwife who attended your birth and took care of me when you were inside me, and she said it was nothing to worry about. When, on Sunday morning (the 28th), I still had some blood, she offered to examine me to see what was going on. Her exam showed that I was still 50 percent effaced and maybe just a centimeter dilated. But nothing to worry about – she said that some women had really “vascular” cervixes which, as they open, cause women to bleed a bit! I was surprised because this didn’t happen with your sister. But – as Davi reminded me – every pregnancy’s different!
On Monday, the 29th (Memorial Day!), sometime in the afternoon, I started feeling some contractions – spaced quite far apart, and light, but contractions nonetheless. I told your Dad that I might be in labor, but he didn’t believe me quite yet!! Silly Daddy! At about 4 or 5 in the evening on the 29th, I decided to call Davi and tell her about the contractions and the continued blood (she had wanted me to call her as soon as I felt much of anything given how quickly your sister was born!) She said she’d be over in a half an hour or so.
Let me just take this moment to tell you (I am sure I will tell you this throughout your life, mind you!) how incredible midwives are. Davi and her assistant Rebecca gave me so much time, attention, love, conscious support, EVERYTHING that I could possibly need as a pregnant woman. The health care they provide was second to none. And the type of birth experience midwives provide both mother and baby is also second to none. I cannot imagine having any other kind of birth provider and it is my hope of hopes that you will choose to have a home birth with a midwife too.
Anyway, I digress! Davi and Rebecca came in with their bags full of equipment and started setting up the bedroom where you were born. It was so neat! Meanwhile, your Dad and Nana made the bed up for the birth (clean nice sheets on the bottom, a plastic tarp, then old sheets on top). I just sat and watched and felt the infrequent contractions. As the night progressed, Davi said I needed to take a walk for a few hours! I laughed! A few hours?? But I did walk around the block about 10 times it seems – with your Dad, Nana, Rebecca – but I didn’t mind too much – it was a nice cool night and all the flowers and foliage smelled so divine. As the night became late night, the contractions were still pretty light and still varied in frequency. Davi suggested I try to get some sleep! I had very little success in this endeavor, however. Not because of the contractions, mind you! I just felt that things should be happening faster and I felt like I was wasting everyone’s time! I had my mom and Paul here, and Davi and Rebecca (and of course your dad) and things didn’t seem to be progressing. Everyone said they didn’t mind, but in the early morning (Tuesday), I told Mom and Paul to go home. I then discussed with Davi my concern over the amount of blood that was coming out (with the post partum hemorrhage situation I had with your sister, I don’t much like great amounts of blood coming out…) and, although she said it was my vascular cervix, she suggested that I go see Dr. Crane, our back up doctor in Beverly Hills. Meanwhile, another mom went into labor, and Davi and Rebecca went to attend to her.
Your Dad and I drove to Beverly Hills, which at 9 in the morning on a work day took about an hour. I was somewhat uncomfortable by then during contractions – they were definitely stronger in the car! I laid myself out in the waiting room feeling worried and dealing with the contractions until they could see me. Dr. Crane did an ultrasound and said that everything looked great – the placenta was well attached, you were doing fine. He confirmed that my cervix was very vascular and that as it was opening up, little capillaries were popping – all perfectly normal. I felt much relieved!! He said that you would be born by the next morning! I liked the sound of that!! Dr. Crane also gave me a “non-stress test” which tracked your health and my contractions.. it turns out that in their office, the contractions were about 3 or 4 minutes apart! Pretty close! What were the contractions like? I imagined them being a flower inside me opening up, blossoming. They start deep inside me in one point, then they blossom in sensation – getting larger, and then fade. Something about that imagery really helped me focus when I was having them. The midwife on staff at Dr. Crane’s office – a friend and colleague of Davi’s – called Davi and said she’d better get to my house because the baby would be coming soon.
Of course, Davi was attending the birth of another baby, so she sent another pair of midwives to come to our house to help out in case she didn’t make it! Isn’t that cool? It turns out that the midwives she sent were our second choice midwives (the ones that your dad actually had as first choice, initially!) They came to the house, took over doing an exam and doing my blood pressure and pulse and checking your heartbeat and everything. They made sure I drank water and lots of it! And then they had me go for a walk. Hot! It was outside – 90 degrees for sure. I brought an umbrella for shade, but after one lap around the block, that was it for me! Mom and Paul came back to the house too, and hung out with Renee and Shelly while I labored in the bedroom (I wanted to be alone!)
Come late afternoon on Tuesday, May 30th, Davi and Rebecca were back, and my labor had slowed down again! I could definitely feel the contractions; they were still not very frequent. I also felt super constipated!! Davi suggested we kick start the process since I was so tired. She said I was having what was called “prodromal labor.” So she suggested an enema, or castor oil, or nipple stimulation. I opted for castor oil! Davi mixed it with Coca Cola and I plugged my nose and swallowed it down! Anything to get things moving, I thought! I also told Paul and Mom to go home (they had come back to the house) because nothing was happening and I didn’t want them to have to stay up all night again!
A few hours later, around 7 pm, I had another glass of castor oil and Coke! Nothing happened for another two hours – contractions still infrequent. Then, at 9:30 pm, I felt like I had to have a BM. I went to the toilet and saw liquid running down my leg. I told Davi and Rebecca and they said it was my water breaking. All of a sudden, my body was in that crazy intense place called “transition.” I didn’t know this of course! You don’t know it when it is happening. All I could feel was my body taking over – I’m sitting on the toilet and Davi is in front of me and I’m having these majorly intense sensations that I just felt like I wanted to hold my breath and freeze my body through. Davi was telling me “Katherine, you have to relax into them! Let your body go!” But I couldn’t figure out how to do this! I remember saying, as I did with Brianna when I was in transition, “I don’t think I can do this!” but this time, Davi was there to tell me, “Yes you can!”
I think I had about 3 of these very intense contractions (lasting about 2 or 3 minutes total) and then I felt very much like I had to have a large poop! Davi looked down and said, “Katherine, you have to get to the bedroom, your baby is coming!” I figured this sensation was more than just a little poop! Hee hee! I hobbled to the bedroom – Davi had her hand under my backside – and I could only get as far as the end of the bed because the urge to push took over! Davi and Rebecca looked again with me on the bed and thought again that maybe it was just poop coming out, but on closer inspection, they could see your head coming out!! They had me turn around to scootch up the bed (this was hard!!) and then with a couple deep pushes, you my sweet baby were born!!! Amazing Amazing!! Women are so dramatic on television when you see them pushing – you hear how it burns and is horrible when the baby comes out. But for me, this is not true! I definitely felt a stretching sensation as your head came out, and a RELIEF when you came out all the way! But none of that wimpy stuff that you hear about.
Davi put you on my chest and I saw you and I was sooo happy! You took a few seconds to catch your breath, cried a little, and were then serene. Everything happened so quickly that we didn’t even have a chance to call my mom and Paul so they could be there for your birth! After all that waiting for things to progress, it only took seven minutes from my water breaking til you were born. A very dramatic entrance, for sure!!
Your dad called my mom within a few minutes of your birth so she could come right away and see you. Meanwhile, Davi and Rebecca worked on me for quite a while because of the need to prevent another post partum hemorrhage. Davi told me later that I did still bleed quite a bit – though not enough to meet the definition of post partum hemorrhage. But she had everything under control. She gave me a variety of medications and herbs (calcium pills, a pitocin shot, methergine, etc.), Rebecca “held” my uterus so it would stay hard, but Davi said she had to bring out the “big guns” to get the clotting to stop. I can’t remember what she called it but they were some rectal suppositories (sorry, gross!) But – they worked! Horray! I sooo wanted you to be born at home and for me to be able to stay at home with you, as I was unable to do with your sister. I felt (and feel!) so grateful for Davi’s expertise.
Nana and Paul arrived and saw you and just fell in love with you like your dad and I did! Mom affirmed with me that my body was in perfect order while Davi and Rebecca worked on me to get the bleeding to stop.
Oh Elea, your birth was amazing, and dramatic, and one of the most joyous things I will ever experience in my lifetime. I cry for the passing of this time period – of being pregnant with you, of being loved by Davi and Rebecca, of giving birth to you! I loved feeling you move around inside me and trying to guess what little part was bulging out. I loved looking so pregnant – my tummy so round! People couldn’t believe I was due any minute and still looked so small! I only gained 25 pounds with you (I pat myself on the back for that!).
I love you my sweet little baby. Thank you for choosing me to be your mother. It is an honor and joy. I hope that I can be, for you, a friend and a guide through life, and that I don’t disappoint you very often. It will be a beautiful, amazing journey, my sweet love. I can’t wait to see how you unfold.
All my love,
Mom
June 13, 2006
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