My cousin and her husband had triplets - 3 boys!! Now they have 5 kids under the age of 3! I am so happy to share these adorable pictures of the triplets, who are now around 6 months old. I am hoping to share her birth story one of these days but as you can imagine, she is quite busy.
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"Slow down, calm down, don't worry, don't hurry, trust the process." - Alexandra Stoddard
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Triplets!!
My cousin and her husband had triplets - 3 boys!! Now they have 5 kids under the age of 3! I am so happy to share these adorable pictures of the triplets, who are now around 6 months old. I am hoping to share her birth story one of these days but as you can imagine, she is quite busy.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Painful Childbirth
How painful is childbirth, really???
This subject is a tough one. Women who have experienced childbirth will tell you all different answers to this question. My wonderful mother who gave birth to three children completely naturally gave me this answer:
"It all depends on your expectations of the pain before your birth. If you expect it to be hard, you will find that you are right, but fear is different than difficulty. I went in knowing it was going to be hard, but I wasn't necessarily scared. The good part about natural birth is that you forget the pain as soon as you look into your babys eyes, reflect on the experience and realize that you now have this tremendous, amazing responsibility. It is supposed to be painful and that is part of having a baby. It is important to embrace your womanhood and realize that it is a blessing, not a burden. The pain is all part of the process."
Please share your thoughts about birth and the pain!
Below is a link about this subject:
Unnecessary Pain During Childbirth
This subject is a tough one. Women who have experienced childbirth will tell you all different answers to this question. My wonderful mother who gave birth to three children completely naturally gave me this answer:
"It all depends on your expectations of the pain before your birth. If you expect it to be hard, you will find that you are right, but fear is different than difficulty. I went in knowing it was going to be hard, but I wasn't necessarily scared. The good part about natural birth is that you forget the pain as soon as you look into your babys eyes, reflect on the experience and realize that you now have this tremendous, amazing responsibility. It is supposed to be painful and that is part of having a baby. It is important to embrace your womanhood and realize that it is a blessing, not a burden. The pain is all part of the process."
Please share your thoughts about birth and the pain!
Below is a link about this subject:
Unnecessary Pain During Childbirth
Early labor...stay at home, if you can
Staying at home where you are most comfortable, as long as possible can help a woman get to the hospital when her labor is active and can lead to fewer interventions. Here are a few things you can do while you are at home in early labor to keep busy, kill time, progress your labor while staying comfortable:
-eat a meal
-hydrate yourself
-take a shower or a bath (if your water has not broken yet)
-take a walk
-read a book
-play a game
-ask your partner for a massage
-dance (slow dance, hula, anything that keeps your pelvis and hips moving)
-watch TV or a movie
-do some yoga
-smooch with your partner
-urinate frequently
-relax!
-eat a meal
-hydrate yourself
-take a shower or a bath (if your water has not broken yet)
-take a walk
-read a book
-play a game
-ask your partner for a massage
-dance (slow dance, hula, anything that keeps your pelvis and hips moving)
-watch TV or a movie
-do some yoga
-smooch with your partner
-urinate frequently
-relax!
Adoption
I was passed along this information from a colleague. If you, or someone you know is thinking of adoption, please visit this website:
Elizabeth and Keith Adoption Site
Elizabeth and Keith Adoption Site
My 3 Sons
My 3 Sons
By Margaret
Emmet
dob 2/20/86
due date 3/2/86
birth weight 7 lbs. 12 oz.

Emmet was my first baby and my pregnancy was uneventful. I gained 50 pounds during my pregnancy even with the first few months of constant nauseousness. I ate whatever I wanted whenever I wanted and even I was amazed at how fast I could gain the weight. One month I gained 9 lbs,! No one seemed concerned about it and I enjoyed that aspect of pregnancy. I was a large pregnant person! Other than the weight gain I did not have any health issues and it was all rather routine. We did take Lamaze classes but my husband was constantly frustrated with me because he felt I did not take it seriously. I don’t think I gave much thought to what I would have to do to get the baby out of me and figured I would worry about it when the time came. I was working in a photography studio during my pregnancy and decided to give myself 2 weeks before my due to date to nest and get ready. By this time nesting was pretty much a full time job for me and I was looking forward to staying home and getting ready. Meanwhile 2 months before he was due I insisted on having the room ready, crib assembled, sheets on etc. I had to undo the room and re-clean the sheets more than once since I had it all ready so far ahead. On the first day of my mini maternity leave I was carrying the vacuum down the stairs and felt a gush of water. My initial thought was that I urinated in my pants, which was an odd sensation. I called my OB/GYN and told the nurse I thought my water broke. She assured me I was wrong since I was a few weeks away from my due date and at my last visit I had not dilated, dropped or had any of the other signs. I went to the office and they tested the discharge and confirmed that my water had broken. They sent me home and said if I went into labor to come to the hospital otherwise the next day I would be induced. The rest of the day absolutely nothing happened except the continued leaking of the fluid. The next day (February 19th) I went to the hospital with my NY Times and nervous husband.
I was hooked up to the monitor and the IV with the Pitocin. At first there wasn’t much of anything happening and I commented to the nurse that I had a high tolerance for pain. She smiled and said “We’ll see.” I was in labor all day and very little was happening. At around 3:00 pm I told the doctor I wanted a Cesarean section. My husband disagreed and my doctor wanted to keep trying and assured me I was doing fine. By 9:00 p.m. I was exhausted, frustrated and a little short tempered with my husband. My husband decided to rest in the Fathers Lounge and I was alone in the room when a new nurse came in and asked innocently if I was alone. I had a total emotional breakdown and made them go wake up my husband. At this point they put a sedative in the IV to help with my anxiety. My midnight I was demanding a Cesarean but again my husband and doctor felt I was doing well and progressing albeit slowly.
Finally I had dilated enough that they were able to give me an epidural and I was trying to push the baby out. This went on for a couple of hours and finally they called for Nurse Mary to come in and she got on a step stool and literally pushed the baby out by putting pressure on my abdomen while the doctor grabbed the baby’s head with the forceps. As hard as I tried there was no way I was going to get the baby out. I wrongly assumed that because I am a big strong girl that it would be no problem for me. Turns out I am a large girl with a very narrow pelvis. I also needed the Pitocin the entire time I was in labor and even afterwards to deliver the placenta. My OB/GYN told me that years ago I would have been a mother who never went into labor and would have not been able to deliver a live baby. I would have gone past my due date and the placenta would eventually stop delivering nutrients to the baby and he would have literally starved to death before even being born. Other than having a bit of a cone head my first son was 100% healthy and came home 2 days later to a very clean house.
Luke
DOB 4/19/89
Due Date 4/4/89
Birth Weight 9 lbs. 9 oz.
Once again I packed on 50 lbs. and ate like it was my job. I didn’t have any nauseousness and other than being a little tired my pregnancy was uneventful. I assumed that since my first baby was early that my second baby would be too. I decided to treat March 17th as my due date, which experienced mothers just smiled at. I was a little anxious about going into labor at night and not having anyone to stay with Emmet. My mother came up to stay and be there in case I went into labor at night. As my real and false due date came and went I got more and more upset. I was clearly used to planning and having my plans work out. Twice I went to the hospital thinking I was in labor but the contractions never amounted to anything. The contractions came and went and each time I was sent home disappointed.
Finally when I was two weeks late they had me come in for a sonogram. At the time there was some discussion as to whether I had gotten the date of my last menstrual period wrong, I still remembered the doctor’s words about my not going into labor on my own and was quite certain my due date was correct however I was very passive about it all. The sonogram showed a large healthy baby and the doctor had a new concern: how to get his broad shoulders through my narrow pelvis. I was told to come back in the morning and go on the IV again. The process was pretty similar. I went on the IV, I progressed very slowly but did not need Nurse Mary or the forceps this time. It took all day and until 9 p.m. but I did push the baby out with the OB/GYN helping him to come through one shoulder at a time. He was a larger baby with broad shoulders but his head was not nearly as large as Emmet’s and I had less trouble delivering him. He did have a little jaundice and although I took him home after 2 days I had to bring him back to be tested and then he was fine. When I gave birth to Emmet he ended up with a yeast infection and was hospitalized at about 3 weeks of age. Luke also ended up with a yeast infection which presented itself as thrush and it took many months to clear it up. He also had lactose intolerance and it took many weeks to find a formula that he could tolerate. Emmet had been a projectile vomiter and although Luke didn’t have that although he did scream for a couple of hours every night until we figured out the formula that worked. It was actually “pre-digested” which is an interesting way to describe it. I was so tired that one night I decided to sterilize a pacifier , put it in boiling water and fell asleep and was wakened who knows how much later by the smoke alarm.
Colin
due date 1/22/92
birth date 1/22/92
birth weight 9 lb. 15 oz.

Once again I gained 50 lbs. and when I went to the doctor for my monthly check ups I got on the scale backwards and told the OB/GYN that I was not interested in discussing my weight gain. This was my last pregnancy and I wanted to enjoy it. The doctor was much more interested in my weight gain with this pregnancy but I was completely unwilling to discuss it or healthy eating. I enjoyed being pregnant and although I was not looking forward to childbirth it was going to my last time and I knew what to expect. The big difference was that I insisted on being induced on my due date. I figured if two times I needed pitocin then I was going to need it for the third and wanted to be in control of my house and my other children.
The doctor wanted to wait and see but I felt strongly that on the due date I was going to have the baby. My mother came again and on my due date I went to hospital to be induced. Once again I had not dilated, the baby had not dropped and there was no sign that I was going to go into labor on my own. The process was the same with the IV except that it seemed they turned the volume up on the machine and it made it go faster, it seemed like the pace was controlled by the pitocin. My water did not break and so they broke it for me. Even so I was not dilating very much and they increased the pitocin again. By mid-afternoon I was ready to push and there was something new at the hospital: a birthing chair. It is funny to look back at this but there had been nothing but a regular hospital bed when I had the other babies and then there was this new exciting invention: a chair.
In any case I seemed to be better at pushing this time, I finally was able to just push and not worry about the fact that I knew I was doing it right when I defecated. This time I was better at it and pushed the baby out! I was in the delivery room and pushing and in the next room there was another mom and we were on the same schedule. It fueled me on to try and get my baby out first. She finished first but I did deliver a healthy large baby around 4 in the afternoon. He did not have jaundice, yeast or other minor issues at birth. What he did have was a ton of black hair. He was just under 10 lbs. and had a full head of hair. The doctor joked when he came out that I must have given birth a month ago and was hiding him somewhere. This was the easiest delivery and largest baby, I attribute this to experience: mine and my husbands. He was an excellent coach but it was hard work for both of us and by the third we were able to get the job done without too much fanfare.
By Margaret
Emmet
dob 2/20/86
due date 3/2/86
birth weight 7 lbs. 12 oz.

Emmet was my first baby and my pregnancy was uneventful. I gained 50 pounds during my pregnancy even with the first few months of constant nauseousness. I ate whatever I wanted whenever I wanted and even I was amazed at how fast I could gain the weight. One month I gained 9 lbs,! No one seemed concerned about it and I enjoyed that aspect of pregnancy. I was a large pregnant person! Other than the weight gain I did not have any health issues and it was all rather routine. We did take Lamaze classes but my husband was constantly frustrated with me because he felt I did not take it seriously. I don’t think I gave much thought to what I would have to do to get the baby out of me and figured I would worry about it when the time came. I was working in a photography studio during my pregnancy and decided to give myself 2 weeks before my due to date to nest and get ready. By this time nesting was pretty much a full time job for me and I was looking forward to staying home and getting ready. Meanwhile 2 months before he was due I insisted on having the room ready, crib assembled, sheets on etc. I had to undo the room and re-clean the sheets more than once since I had it all ready so far ahead. On the first day of my mini maternity leave I was carrying the vacuum down the stairs and felt a gush of water. My initial thought was that I urinated in my pants, which was an odd sensation. I called my OB/GYN and told the nurse I thought my water broke. She assured me I was wrong since I was a few weeks away from my due date and at my last visit I had not dilated, dropped or had any of the other signs. I went to the office and they tested the discharge and confirmed that my water had broken. They sent me home and said if I went into labor to come to the hospital otherwise the next day I would be induced. The rest of the day absolutely nothing happened except the continued leaking of the fluid. The next day (February 19th) I went to the hospital with my NY Times and nervous husband.
I was hooked up to the monitor and the IV with the Pitocin. At first there wasn’t much of anything happening and I commented to the nurse that I had a high tolerance for pain. She smiled and said “We’ll see.” I was in labor all day and very little was happening. At around 3:00 pm I told the doctor I wanted a Cesarean section. My husband disagreed and my doctor wanted to keep trying and assured me I was doing fine. By 9:00 p.m. I was exhausted, frustrated and a little short tempered with my husband. My husband decided to rest in the Fathers Lounge and I was alone in the room when a new nurse came in and asked innocently if I was alone. I had a total emotional breakdown and made them go wake up my husband. At this point they put a sedative in the IV to help with my anxiety. My midnight I was demanding a Cesarean but again my husband and doctor felt I was doing well and progressing albeit slowly.
Finally I had dilated enough that they were able to give me an epidural and I was trying to push the baby out. This went on for a couple of hours and finally they called for Nurse Mary to come in and she got on a step stool and literally pushed the baby out by putting pressure on my abdomen while the doctor grabbed the baby’s head with the forceps. As hard as I tried there was no way I was going to get the baby out. I wrongly assumed that because I am a big strong girl that it would be no problem for me. Turns out I am a large girl with a very narrow pelvis. I also needed the Pitocin the entire time I was in labor and even afterwards to deliver the placenta. My OB/GYN told me that years ago I would have been a mother who never went into labor and would have not been able to deliver a live baby. I would have gone past my due date and the placenta would eventually stop delivering nutrients to the baby and he would have literally starved to death before even being born. Other than having a bit of a cone head my first son was 100% healthy and came home 2 days later to a very clean house.
Luke
DOB 4/19/89
Due Date 4/4/89
Birth Weight 9 lbs. 9 oz.
Once again I packed on 50 lbs. and ate like it was my job. I didn’t have any nauseousness and other than being a little tired my pregnancy was uneventful. I assumed that since my first baby was early that my second baby would be too. I decided to treat March 17th as my due date, which experienced mothers just smiled at. I was a little anxious about going into labor at night and not having anyone to stay with Emmet. My mother came up to stay and be there in case I went into labor at night. As my real and false due date came and went I got more and more upset. I was clearly used to planning and having my plans work out. Twice I went to the hospital thinking I was in labor but the contractions never amounted to anything. The contractions came and went and each time I was sent home disappointed.
Finally when I was two weeks late they had me come in for a sonogram. At the time there was some discussion as to whether I had gotten the date of my last menstrual period wrong, I still remembered the doctor’s words about my not going into labor on my own and was quite certain my due date was correct however I was very passive about it all. The sonogram showed a large healthy baby and the doctor had a new concern: how to get his broad shoulders through my narrow pelvis. I was told to come back in the morning and go on the IV again. The process was pretty similar. I went on the IV, I progressed very slowly but did not need Nurse Mary or the forceps this time. It took all day and until 9 p.m. but I did push the baby out with the OB/GYN helping him to come through one shoulder at a time. He was a larger baby with broad shoulders but his head was not nearly as large as Emmet’s and I had less trouble delivering him. He did have a little jaundice and although I took him home after 2 days I had to bring him back to be tested and then he was fine. When I gave birth to Emmet he ended up with a yeast infection and was hospitalized at about 3 weeks of age. Luke also ended up with a yeast infection which presented itself as thrush and it took many months to clear it up. He also had lactose intolerance and it took many weeks to find a formula that he could tolerate. Emmet had been a projectile vomiter and although Luke didn’t have that although he did scream for a couple of hours every night until we figured out the formula that worked. It was actually “pre-digested” which is an interesting way to describe it. I was so tired that one night I decided to sterilize a pacifier , put it in boiling water and fell asleep and was wakened who knows how much later by the smoke alarm.
Colin
due date 1/22/92
birth date 1/22/92
birth weight 9 lb. 15 oz.

Once again I gained 50 lbs. and when I went to the doctor for my monthly check ups I got on the scale backwards and told the OB/GYN that I was not interested in discussing my weight gain. This was my last pregnancy and I wanted to enjoy it. The doctor was much more interested in my weight gain with this pregnancy but I was completely unwilling to discuss it or healthy eating. I enjoyed being pregnant and although I was not looking forward to childbirth it was going to my last time and I knew what to expect. The big difference was that I insisted on being induced on my due date. I figured if two times I needed pitocin then I was going to need it for the third and wanted to be in control of my house and my other children.
The doctor wanted to wait and see but I felt strongly that on the due date I was going to have the baby. My mother came again and on my due date I went to hospital to be induced. Once again I had not dilated, the baby had not dropped and there was no sign that I was going to go into labor on my own. The process was the same with the IV except that it seemed they turned the volume up on the machine and it made it go faster, it seemed like the pace was controlled by the pitocin. My water did not break and so they broke it for me. Even so I was not dilating very much and they increased the pitocin again. By mid-afternoon I was ready to push and there was something new at the hospital: a birthing chair. It is funny to look back at this but there had been nothing but a regular hospital bed when I had the other babies and then there was this new exciting invention: a chair.
In any case I seemed to be better at pushing this time, I finally was able to just push and not worry about the fact that I knew I was doing it right when I defecated. This time I was better at it and pushed the baby out! I was in the delivery room and pushing and in the next room there was another mom and we were on the same schedule. It fueled me on to try and get my baby out first. She finished first but I did deliver a healthy large baby around 4 in the afternoon. He did not have jaundice, yeast or other minor issues at birth. What he did have was a ton of black hair. He was just under 10 lbs. and had a full head of hair. The doctor joked when he came out that I must have given birth a month ago and was hiding him somewhere. This was the easiest delivery and largest baby, I attribute this to experience: mine and my husbands. He was an excellent coach but it was hard work for both of us and by the third we were able to get the job done without too much fanfare.
Monday, April 6, 2009
If I go with a midwife, should I still hire a doula?
Many people might think if you are seeing a midwife, hiring a doula might be redundant. However, midwives and doulas complement each other nicely and hiring both can make for a wonderful birth experience. The responsibilities of a midwife differ from those of a doula.
So, what is the difference?
A midwife is not always there to provide the continuous support that a doula can offer. Her responsibilities are more clinical and it is therefore important for the midwife to have full energy and focus. She also might be tending to more than 1 laboring mother if you are in a hospital. A doula can help the mom and her partner stay comfortable during the early stages of labor by providing suggestions about how to remain in good spirits while practicing techniques that help the labor progress.
A doula can provide a gentle touch and kind words during your labor and delivery, keeping the mother and her partner in a well informed, calm place. It is reassuring for mom to know there is someone there for her who is educated in childbirth and can offer physical support, emotional, educational support when it is needed.
Keeping a mom comfortable is a doulas main priority during labor and delivery. Doulas can help a mom have a satisfying birth experience by honoring her wishes, respecting her decisions while allowing her to feel that she has the information she needs to make the right decisions for her body, her birth and her baby.
See below for a midwife's opinion on this subject:
Click here
So, what is the difference?
A midwife is not always there to provide the continuous support that a doula can offer. Her responsibilities are more clinical and it is therefore important for the midwife to have full energy and focus. She also might be tending to more than 1 laboring mother if you are in a hospital. A doula can help the mom and her partner stay comfortable during the early stages of labor by providing suggestions about how to remain in good spirits while practicing techniques that help the labor progress.
A doula can provide a gentle touch and kind words during your labor and delivery, keeping the mother and her partner in a well informed, calm place. It is reassuring for mom to know there is someone there for her who is educated in childbirth and can offer physical support, emotional, educational support when it is needed.
Keeping a mom comfortable is a doulas main priority during labor and delivery. Doulas can help a mom have a satisfying birth experience by honoring her wishes, respecting her decisions while allowing her to feel that she has the information she needs to make the right decisions for her body, her birth and her baby.
See below for a midwife's opinion on this subject:
Click here
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Pushhhh
The act of pushing a baby out of one's body...sounds crazy, doesn't it? People seem to have very different views of pushing, and how it should be done. I have heard the words "beautiful", "amazing", "unbelievable", "difficult", "weird", "gross", "cool", "painful", used in many different combos when talking about this activity that happens every single day to women all over the world. So, whats the deal?
Pushing is what the birthing community has named "second stage" of labor. There is no telling how long this stage will last, as it varies greatly depending on whether the mother has done it before, or its her first time, what position she is in, what types of interventions she has faced, her support system, the size of her baby, among other factors.
"Laboring Down the Baby"
A term used to describe the waiting period between full dilation of the cervix and pushing. Mothers can use this time to allow her baby to naturally move down her pelvis, making the active pushing phase more successful in a shorter period of time. This time can also be used to move around, allowing for the baby to turn as he must before he is welcomed into the world.
Laboring down is a technique that is becoming more and more popular in birthing centers and hospitals. Midwives, in essence, have been using this technique for centuries as they encourage women to embrace the signals they receive from their bodies and to just do what they feel. This allows the laboring mother to push only when she is feeling that natural urge.
I have taken an interest to this particular aspect of pregnancy and childbirth and will continue to research the different areas of this fascinating subject.
Pushing is what the birthing community has named "second stage" of labor. There is no telling how long this stage will last, as it varies greatly depending on whether the mother has done it before, or its her first time, what position she is in, what types of interventions she has faced, her support system, the size of her baby, among other factors.
"Laboring Down the Baby"
A term used to describe the waiting period between full dilation of the cervix and pushing. Mothers can use this time to allow her baby to naturally move down her pelvis, making the active pushing phase more successful in a shorter period of time. This time can also be used to move around, allowing for the baby to turn as he must before he is welcomed into the world.
Laboring down is a technique that is becoming more and more popular in birthing centers and hospitals. Midwives, in essence, have been using this technique for centuries as they encourage women to embrace the signals they receive from their bodies and to just do what they feel. This allows the laboring mother to push only when she is feeling that natural urge.
I have taken an interest to this particular aspect of pregnancy and childbirth and will continue to research the different areas of this fascinating subject.
Birth Stories
Aloha! During the past year, I have heard many many different birth stories from women from all walks of life. I am hoping to make a portion of this blog dedicated to birth stories because I find them all so interesting, passionate and unique.
If this is something you might be open to, please let me know! I would love to be able to hear and share your birth stories.
If this is something you might be open to, please let me know! I would love to be able to hear and share your birth stories.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
International Breastfeeding Symbol
I think this is so exciting! We now have an international sign for breastfeeding.
Breastfeeding is a healthy way to feed your baby. It can be tough for some mothers but if you stick with it, you will be nourishing your baby in a way nothing else can. It allows for mother and baby bonding, among other benefits. It is important for us to support a women's choice to breastfeed or not.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Timmy's Birth!
I just recently attended my first birth...it was very exciting! It was about 22 hours in total, and all worth it. The baby was born healthy and strong at 37 weeks. Congratulations and Mahalo for allowing me to be at your birth!
Timmy’s Birth
November 25, 2008
2:02 am
When we arrived at the hospital on Thursday, November 24, 2008 at 6:00 in the morning, Mom, Jen and I had no idea what to expect. It was a first for both of us, as Jen had never been induced, though she had already given birth six times before, and I had not yet attended a birth. Needless to say, we were excited, nervous and ready! Jen mentioned she hadn’t been able to sleep the night before because she was too anxious to have her baby. We entered the room and had many questions for the nurses about the plans for that day. Our first nurse, Lorraine, was kind and gave us good information about what to expect throughout the day. She got Jen set up and since we weren’t sure how long we would be there, we got comfortable.
A few hours later, Dr. Johnson came in and told us the plan. Our new nurse, Cheryl, came in and started the IV of Pitocin. Contractions started about a half hour after the Pitocin, and we started to get excited. Jen was beginning to feel uncomfortable but hung in there as her contractions picked up. She concentrated on breathing to get through each one. After a few hours, contractions suddenly stopped. Dr. Johnson came in and broke Jen’s water bag, hoping that it would keep things going. However, at that time, the nurses realized that the Pitocin IV needed to be moved to a different vein. Jen was brave as the nurses switched veins.
We relaxed, and hoped things would pick up soon. Jen continued to breath, and rest on and off, though it was difficult with all of the people in and out of the room! Cindy came by to visit and bring some Thanksgiving dinner. Jen was happy to eat some normal, non-liquid food. At about 8pm, contractions became strong and regular. Soon after that, Jen requested an epidural as she was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. Her dilation was slow but getting there. Timmy’s heartbeat was strong and healthy and everything was going well so we decided to rest, knowing that the next few hours might be leading up to delivery.
At about 1:30am on Tuesday, November 25, Jen woke up from a nap and told us that she was beginning to feel a lot of pressure. The nurses checked her and gave us the good news that she was almost 10 cm dilated and would soon be ready to push. The doctors and nurses prepared the room for delivery, as Jen prepared emotionally and mentally for the moment that would bring her baby boy into the world. At about 1:58, the doctors gave Jen the go ahead to begin pushing and after only two powerful pushes, Timmy was born! He began crying strong immediately while Mom was overcome with joy as she welcomed her new son into her life. I watched in awe and took it all in. I was so grateful to have had the opportunity to be there through Jen’s labor and at birth of little Timmy, who weighed in healthily at 6 pounds, 15 ounces. Jen did beautifully and delivered the placenta soon after her baby.
Timmy began breastfeeding for about 15 minutes almost immediately after birth. When it was time to go to the nursery, I accompanied baby and the nurse and let mom rest a bit. He was weighed and measured and kept in the nursery for monitoring. Soon after, nurse Dawn helped transfer Jen to the recovery room. After she was all settled, she enjoyed the rest of the delicious Thanksgiving meal. It was 4:30 in the morning and time to rest. I said my goodbyes and left mom to rest after a long night. Baby Timmy was healthy, and mom was happy. What a night!
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