The quick and easy version of Kortlen's arrival goes something like this:
We went to the hospital at 12:30 am on Thursday. (Thank you Karen for sleeping on our couch so our boys weren't alone all night!) I told my nurses I'd really like to try going natural, figuring I'd have the baby faster on my own than being induced (my induced labors were about 9 hours). My nurses were fabulous...didn't even get me an iv...just intermittent monitoring, flavored ice chips, a tv remote, lots of walking, and humming through contractions. I forgot how uncomfortable the harder ones were.
When morning came, I had my doctor break my water, sent Ryan to get some breakfast, and we waited. And waited. And waited. I was getting really frustrated, and really tired of waiting. I wasn't progressing as much as I thought I should be, and was getting discouraged.
Lunch came, and I again, sent Ryan to get something to eat. For him, of course, as I could only have ice chips. :) By about noon, the contractions were getting stronger, enough that humming through them wasn't helping me out. I told my nurse I wanted the epidural, and so she tried starting an IV. After four tries, and right before she was going to call in the anesthesiologist, I told her I REALLY needed to use the potty...she suggested that I let her check to see how far along we really were...and I was at a NINE!
So things quickly got set up, I tracked down my sweet husband who was eating lunch with our boys and his parents at our house, and told him he was needed...and to come quick!
Ryan walked in the room at 12:50, and after much vocal expression (my dad's entire herd of cattle would have run for cover for how loudly I was mooing!!!) Baby Boy Poulsen, all 9 pounds and 4 ounces of him, FINALLY arrived! Our Big Baby Boy was born at 1:23 in the afternoon. Thirteen hours (6 hours longer than I thought it would be) after arriving at the hospital.
Bless my sweet husband and my wonderful nurses for reminding me to 'pull myself together', to 'take control', and to 'breathe'. Not that I actually followed through with any of that, but it was nice to hear their encouraging words. Especially the 'just one more push!' for seven whole minutes.
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Why natural? Because I was empowered by the thought that my body would know what to do, and I had heard recovery was better. And honestly, it has been a more quick recovery. As far as being empowered? Well, I am pretty proud of myself for making it out alive and in one piece...and I'm sure my husband is glad to have his head still attached.
Would I do it again? Ehhh...not right now. It was hard. And I was a wimp. When I say I was mooing...that's putting it lightly. I was screaming bloody murder. It hurt. And to think I thought it would be easier than being induced and having an epidural...yeah right.
8 comments:
You silly. I never said it was EASIER! LOL! And you're a wimp? You went through labor naturally and you think you're a wimp??? Ha! You're awesome. I'd have loved to read your nine page version. -- I love birth stories. :) I'm so impressed with you. Way to go, Deanna. You're incredible. Your little man is absolutely adorable. I can't wait to meet him!
awesome story!!! you are amazing!!!
Wow!! Way to go!! Over 9 lbs and still alive to tell :) You are amazing...Congratulations!
Deanna, that's awesome! I did mine natural and plan to do that again whenever my next one is. However my sisters think I am nuts and just don't know the pleasures of an epidural or I would never go without! I am proud of you! I am glad that you got him here safely! And aren't our husbands the best at helping us get through these things?!
You are SUPERWOMAN!!! Way to go! Congrats!!!!! Ginger! How are you??? It has been FOREVER! Do you have a blog?! I'd love to catch up :) It's been almost 10 years or something since I've seen or talked to you...crazy...
You are amazing. It must be that crandall that makes us think we can do impossible things. Or maybe it's just that we are that stubborn? I am so excited for you wish you lived closer and I could come mug on that cute little baby. I love that part then giving them back when they cry to much. Lol congrats
First of all wimp would be the last adjective I would to describe some one who just did a natural labor of a nine pound, four ounce baby! Oh my goodness girl! Your amazing!! He looks great and healthy! i can't believe how big he was!!! I am so glad that you can now enjoy the rest of the summer unpregnant!!!!! Congrats you guys!
oh you should feel empowered...i think every woman who gives birth naturally should feel super-human...it's nuts how chaotic the body gets when it's "time" and no one will ever know what that feels like ( or what the mooing REALLY sounds like, till they've done it). Oh I only say all this because i felt super-human and i don't think I'd do it again either ;) great job, you're a fantastic mommy and you've brought 3 beautiful boys into this world.
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