I was thrilled when Dan and Jaime signed up for HypnoBirthing and I knew it would prepare them for an amazing birthing experience. Here is the story of their son's birth, as told from Jaime's perspective.
Well, my experience was amazing even if things were slightly different than what I imagined for my baby's birth. I always said I wanted to have my baby at home but because of insurance issues and the fact that my husband thought the idea was crazy, I planned a hospital birth. After being admitted and agreeing to Pitocin (Yikes!!) I thought 'Oh, no - I'm not going according to plan and I'm going to end up in a c-section!' But thankfully, that did not happen and the labor and delivery nurses listened to my request to start the lowest dose of Pitocin and increase it only when I felt comfortable and able to handle it. I labored for hours while listening to Rainbow Affirmations in a quiet and dimmed hospital room. My husband watched Sports Center on the TV and tried to catch some sleep here and there. I did not feel uncomfortable at all for the first several hours. The nurses/residents would ask about pain and I would report that the only thing I felt were kicks occasionally under my rib cage.
The staff seemed surprised by this and I was too actually. After about 9 hours (around 10 pm) my water broke on its own...and that's when things got interesting! The labor intensified but I never felt I couldn't handle it. I kept my IPod on and tried to continue relaxing. I was able to use the washroom as I pleased and reposition myself as needed. The last time my cervix was checked I had been about 4 cm, and when the nurse came back hours later to check me again I was hoping I wasn't still on 4 - I was getting really excited and eager to meet my baby! At about 5:30 am the nurse checked me again and said I was just about 10 cm!!! I honestly could not believe it! For a second, I thought to myself... 'That's it? Really? That wasn't so bad!'
The worst part, for me, during the labor was the nausea that started a few hours after my water broke. Also, the delivery itself was a lot more difficult than I anticipated. I never really had a strong urge to push but the nurses and my doctor wanted me to with each contraction. At that point I was exhausted and hungry (though I did snack on peanut M&M's throughout the day/night). I had been pushing and trying to breathe the baby down for 2 1/2 hours! Finally, our beautiful baby boy, William James Farrell, was born at 8:35 am on July 31, 2010. He was perfect and took to breastfeeding right away.
(PS - the pic of me in the hospital bed with my IPod (and barf bag) is right after the RN told me I was at 10 cm).