My friend Julie is having her baby today. She's having a boy after two girls.
I remember specific things about the births of each of my kids.
My first was born during a really awful storm. I had him at a teaching hospital and I had hands in me that I'd never even met. I had every intervention I could except a C-section. Lots and lots of pain drugs. The Hubster left in the middle of my labor to go to work and get his paycheck. After this birth, I lost so much blood that I almost needed a transfusion.
Baby #2 was my longest labor, 42 hours. It was also the one where my doula that I'd hired backed out on me, saying that she was too tired and thought I had hours to go. (I'd called her when I was in so much agony I couldn't take it, and my daughter was born about 8 hours later.) No drugs. Hemorrhaging here as well. Born at 4 in the morning.
Baby #3 was born 3 weeks early, induced for growth retardation. No pain drugs. Just the pitocin to go into labor. Teeny tiny baby. (Hemorrhaging here too....) Born in the afternoon.
Baby #4 was born two weeks late, having to be helped out in a big way. I was 36 weeks and 4 centimeters and hung out there until week 42. I had my waters stripped three times, and finally got the pitocin at week 42 and he came out in 4 hours. (Here as well - sense a pattern?) No pain drugs. Born in the afternoon. Posterior presentation.
Baby #5 was my best birth. I started labor naturally, stayed home in the tub, and had my best friend at the time go with me as a doula. She was awesome and I had a new midwife, who rocked my world. I felt like it was a very empowering time for me. Bled out again, used a different medicine and the results were amazing. Didn't spend the next three months in need of iron supplements and naps. No pain drugs. Born right before midnight. Posterior presentation, stuck there for a while, but I went hands and knees and my midwife rotated her. She came out on the very next push when I was hanging half off the table, in the middle of flipping over to my back. My midwife helped me take a shower, actually washing me when I was too weak to do so, which I still think was the kindest thing that anyone has ever done for me. The Hubster went out and got fast food for all of us, including the midwife, at about 12:30.
Baby #6 came quickly on the heels of #5 and I was induced because I had a horrific case of bronchitis and a sinus infection. Pitocin with no pain meds. Yet another case of bleeding, but this time the midwife from the previous birth used a different, untried med, and the bleeding was minimal. Born at lunch time.The nurses saved me a lunch tray, and I don't think a cheeseburger EVER tasted as good as that one did.
I've had six babies and each of them was different. If you have had babies, what do you remember? If you haven't, do you remember something striking about the birth of a sibling/friend/neighbor?
I wish the very best for Julie! I'm so excited for her and her family!