Pia’s story
is not in itself remarkable, but in the context of Max’s birth, and all that
has happened in between, it is very remarkable for me. I think it’s really
important to share birth stories – the good bits and the bad bits. It’s cathartic,
and reassuring, and a good record for later when your memory fades and the
details become obscured. I also want to tell this because in a way it explains
why I needed the information on ARM, why it was important, and for all those
other women who want to try VBAC (Vaginal Birth After C-section).
Nearly 4
years ago I gave birth to Max. It was supposed to be a drug free, natural water
birth. That’s what I hoped for anyway. Hospital management systems decided
otherwise, and when at 11 days overdue my body still showed no signs of going into
labour, and I was worn out and loosing confidence every day to do it naturally,
it was decided we should induce. Induction with prostin gel led to concentrated
labour of intense pain, but little strength in contractions, slow moving
labour, constant monitoring, additional drug use with syntocinin drip, more
drawn out labour, a change of midwives at the end of the crucial first stage, a
new midwive considerably less interested in me and the baby and who asked me to
push against my will and against contractions, and the end result a c-section.
I think we did every form of invasive drug related medicalised birthing
possible – except forceps or ventouse for which I am still grateful. The trauma
of the birth caught up with me a few days later when more drama hit the shared
post natal ward in numerous forms, and the well latching baby decided to not latch well, and
breastfeeding took a downward spiral to anxiety, distress, lack of bonding with
Max, hysteria, shredded nipples, and the decision to stop in order to save my
fledgling relationship with my son. Down the track, PND set in, and a lot of it
had to do with the breastfeeding and birth. All of this could have been avoided
with proper management, control, and people who cared enough to make it happen.
So when I got pregnant with Pia, I was determined to make it a different
experience, not matter what the outcome.
Many people
assumed that because the first birth had been so traumatic, that the second one
I would choose the ‘easy’ option and elect to have a c-section. But I was
pretty convinced the birth went the way it did because of mismanagement, not
because of a fault with my body. I read up what I could and where I could, and
there seemed to be no reason not to birth naturally this time. I made sure I
tapped into whatever support structures I needed at the hospital and through
friends and the community. My hospital notes have many stickers and coloured
pieces of paper on them highlighting past trauma and case management plans. My
acupuncturist and osteopath became critical people in the support team. As did
the antenatal councilor. I attended lactation classes determined to change that
outcome as well.
I did all
of this knowing that at a point half way through the pregnancy I had been told
by a OB that my chances of delivering naturally after a c-section (VBAC) were
slim, and that in his opinion I wouldn’t be able to do it. He used statistics
rather than personal history to dictate outcomes. While I didn’t agree with him
– I was sure if my body could just go into labour naturally it would do it’s
stuff – it did ensure I covered the option of it not going naturally as well in
my ‘planning’. VBAC does have it’s risks, and a lot of hospitals don’t support
it. Luckily mine did. I knew I would have to work extra hard to ensure it happened
as well. Hence the acupuncture eviction sessions, the desire to try everything
I could before going through something more invasive. While I wasn’t terribly
overdue when I posted for help with ARM, I needed to know what I might be in
for at a later point if it got to that. And I thank everyone who responded in
comments and privately. I got to replying to a number of you, and some of you
(Leanne I am forever grateful to you for your words and confidence and support
for someone you have never met) gave so much to me I cannot express my
gratitude. I hope those I didn’t reply to understand things took off in the
meantime….
So to Pia’s
story: I had been in pre-labour for just over a week. Things stopped, started,
stopped, started. I had a membrane sweep at 1cm dilated which started it all,
and followed it up with regular acupuncture over 5 days. The acupuncture
strengthened what was going on, but didn’t ever tip it over. I had a show a
week before going into labour. I felt
I was so close…..on the Friday at lunchtime I had another hospital appointment
with a Dr – to check progress, and make any bookings for down the track. I
didn’t want intervention, but I also realized that if it was going to come to
that, I wanted control and calm surrounding it. I had dilated to 2-3cm. Slowly
my body was doing things, and this was heartening. I never started dilating
with Max. I kept trying to focus on advice from Cari and Leanne that all of
this was good preparation work, all of it was leading me in the right
direction. Another membrane sweep was done. I had been having mild widely
spaced contractions through the morning, but nothing I hadn’t had in the week
previous. I went home, had lunch, grabbed Max and went to meet Kristen at a
local playground so the boys could run around. At about 4pm I started feeling
more intense contractions, but let them play in the back of my mind and tried
to ignore them. By 5.30pm I was thinking I’d rather be home, and Max was tired
so we left. Had you registered what was happening Kristen??!! Once home I
thought it might be good to time some of these contractions. So sat down, and
got a few at 10 minutes apart. Again we had been here before, so I ignored
them. However I did think to call Mr 6.5st and tell him to come home earlier
rather than later, just in case. I was sure stress had stopped contractions
progressing through the week, so when Mr 6.5st did come home I went to lie down
and concentrate. 10 minutes, then suddenly 8 minutes. I couldn’t get a stable
reading, and was starting to loose faith a little bit. Contractions are
regular, right? These were ‘all over the place’. I wasn’t quite prepared for
the contractions to be irregular because it was happening fast. By 7.30pm they
were 6 minutes apart and I was wondering what I should do. Mainly at what point
did I think it might be a good idea to call the hospital…..I rang a friend. She
said, Alison, please go and ring the hospital now. I said, No, No, I’ll wait a
little bit longer and see what they do. I went back upstairs. The trip upstairs
via the bathroom leapt to 4 minutes apart and then 2-3 minutes apart instantly
and I thought this might be a nice time to call the hospital. The contractions
weren’t strong, and when talking to the midwive, she said to stay at home, I’d
know when to come in. I went and packed what I hadn’t packed in my bag already.
We got Max asleep, and eventually told Nonna 6.5st I was in labour.
And then it
hit. Thwack. Intense contractions rolling over one another, gathering speed and
intensity with each new one. I rang the hospital breathless, we rang for a
taxi. And then, my mother called. In China for my brother's wedding we had no
communication with her or other friends there because of bungled phone
information. But at that moment my mother had got anxious about me, and
borrowed a phone and called. We were walking out the door. It was 9.35. I was
moving further and further into my own little world, concentrating solely on
what was coming fast and breathing through it. The taxi took forever. I was
shouting at Mr6.5st to forget the taxi, we have to drive NOW. And we only live
2 minutes away. And as I did so a taxi pulled up, and 1.5 minutes later I was
attempting to stand up in reception at RPA and wishing the receptionist would
hurry the hell up. I clocked in at 9.40pm, and 6cm dilated. That was all the
confidence I needed. Asked what pain relief options I wanted to use, I said
shower/bath and gas and air. We agreed to use the shower first. I barely made
it into the delivery room and into a chair. I was not moving. Gas and Air
please. The intensity of contractions was getting hard, fast, raw and painful.
But it was all I could do to keep on top of them. After a few goes with gas and
air I decided I wasn’t enjoying this and that I would stop it and see what the
contractions were really doing. I didn’t like loosing the feeling of the
contractions.
The primal
noises coming out of me were alien, yet that’s what my body needed to do. I was
not there. My eyes were shut, my body just surfed through the torrents of pain
and pressure sweeping through it time after time. I had no idea where I was in
the process, but the unbearable need to bear down suggested not far. I was
ready for that epidural….and my waters broke. In came the midwives, and all I
remember them saying as they entered mid primal scream, was ‘we’re having a
baby’. Oh. So that’s how far along I was. What happened to the nice transition
stage where the contractions stop. Ah. We seemed to have missed that one.
Bed. Hard.
Legs stopped working. I believe I nearly knocked one of the midwives over with
the force of one leg against her through a contraction. And then I was pushing.
And pushing for all it’s worth. And the midwife was fantastic. Absolutely
fantastic. Calm, and reassuring, and saying just the right things at just the
right times. And then we were going to have a little cut, and I was going to
pant. And the head, oh my the head - the head came out and I opened my eyes at
last. And Oh My Lord there she came out. Just slithered out. And that was the
most amazing thing ever. All I could say and do is stare in amazement and say
Oh My Lord over and over in utter, utter amazement and surprise that I Did It.
I dit it.
And I did it without drugs. My body worked. I proved people wrong. I did it for
all those wanting to go VBAC. I got the perfect birth for me. I worked hard to
get it. As one friend said to me through the week, I have never known anyone
prepare so thoroughly to get the outcome they wanted. And this time I get to
hold my baby, and bond instantly and deeply, and spend time with her in the
first few weeks that I never had with Max*. And that in itself is fantastic.
(I’d like to say though that there are other reasons I never bonded straight away with Max, and that those same problems reared their ugly head again this time, but that’s another post, and it’s too raw even now 4 years later to talk about it without a lot of emotion).
Welcome to our lives Pia.
back from France my first comment on any blog is for you - congratulation to YOU, to your body - I truly envy you - I wish I could have the same delivery in 3 months....
congratulations to Max, the big brother and your husband.
thanks for sharing such an amazing story...
Pia is the cutest baby ever !
Enjoy your new addition.
Posted by: karen.b | October 27, 2006 at 01:51 AM
Congratulations! This really gives me more hope for a VBAC. I had a very similar situation with my son. My body did nothing and I had to have a C-section and I've regretted it every since. We just found out #2 is on the way and I told my doctor I wanted to go for a VBAC and she tried to take me out of it. ALREADY! and I 'm only 8 weeks along. I told her if you are going to try and talk me out of it I will find another doctor. Thank you.
Posted by: liz | October 27, 2006 at 03:16 AM
well done you! I too had a c-section with my first and vbac with my second. I had an obst. who was going to give it everything for me to have my baby vaginally.Yay it worked and we did it - unfortunately it didn't stop the second round of pnd but hey? I had better support measures in place and I got through it.I am happy you did too.
congratulations on a wonderful story.
Posted by: joanne | October 27, 2006 at 11:38 AM
congratulations and thank you SO much for sharing your story!
Posted by: Joleen | October 27, 2006 at 02:53 PM
I admire your determination and wish youa wonderful time with your family.
Posted by: The Weekend Warrior | October 27, 2006 at 06:50 PM
reading other peoples birth stories is always amazing.
thank you for sharing.
You are so brave
I had a very similar...VERY similar...labour with my first as you did with Max. I thought about VBAC for some months when I was pregnant again with #2, but in the end decided not to for many reasons. My second C-section was much easier because it was managed and that made me feel better in the first month of being a mum again.
thanks for sharing. this information will be wonderful to pass to Pia when she is older.
Posted by: tiel S-K | October 28, 2006 at 07:55 AM
I'm posting here for the first time and have tears in my eyes. That's how powerful this post is! My husband and I don't have children yet (will start trying next year) but I've always wanted to have my children naturally. This story is a clear sign for me to follow my female instincts and let my body do what it was naturally designed to do. Thanks for such an amazing post and CONGRATULATIONS on having such a beautiful, healthy daughter. Your story is an inspiration to women everywhere!
Posted by: Nina | October 28, 2006 at 09:34 AM
Beautiful post, congratulations! I was two weeks overdue when the doctors decided to induce me with the prostin gel, not once, but twice. The contractions became unbearable and in the end I got an epidural. Now I am training to be a doula and hoping for a natural birth next time around. All my best and enjoy thank you for sharing your story!
Posted by: Katie | October 29, 2006 at 07:05 AM
Hmmm... I'd let go of the idea of a VBAC after my first two both had to be delivered by section, each two weeks late (with absolutely NO signs of impending labour what-so-ever) and weighing in at more than nine pounds, and have already scheduled a section on my due date. BUT, after reading what you've accomplished with your second, I think I'll hold out a little hope that maybe this time (third time's a charm *cross fingers*) my body'll do what I wanted it to do all along and I can enjoy my new baby without a large incision across my abdomen.
Posted by: Scarlet | October 30, 2006 at 07:19 AM
I had an emergancy CS with Brynn and I am sure if I had not been so very tired after labouring for so long I could have coped more with the pain and not ended up with an epi on my back for 24 hours. Thankfully although it was an emergnecy CS she never got stressed.. At some point she turned around and flipped her head back so it was just apparant that she wasn't going to budge.
We even had the birthing pool filled but my contractions slowed down even though my waters broke and I was bouncing on my ball for all my might.
I read your story and it made me cry. We are planning for bun no.2 at some point and this makes me believe it can be done and it can be wonderful. The idea of having a natural labour after a CS does scare me and having another CS does seem an easier option. But then I do feel like I missed out on something special... something I would love to experience.
And as for the BFing. It does sound like you have an aweful time of it.
I honestly think that any woman is very lucky if BFing isn't agony for a couple of weeks even if the latch on IS right. I had bloodied and cracked nipples as well but eventually they toughened up and I know many other women who had the correct everything and still had bloodied nipples and then also women who didn't. But it was agony and I can understand how very hard it must have been for you to stop. I think we do what we have to do sometimes and there is nothing wrong with that. I think if they warned us before hand that BFing WOULD be agony then maybe we would stress a little less about if we were doing it right and things may naturally work better.
Thank-you for your story.
Posted by: Tinder | October 30, 2006 at 08:01 PM
Congratulations and thanks for sharing your story!!
Posted by: Dacia | November 03, 2006 at 08:41 AM
This is very encouraging as I am in week four of my second pregnancy and I want to go VBAC, too. So many people don't seem to understand and think I'm nuts. Thanks for sharing. And any other good prepartion info you have would be welcomed.
Blessings!
Posted by: Alishia | November 28, 2006 at 05:22 AM
All so raw and honest, so beautiful, so encouraging and brings so much of my own good and bad experiences back. Thanks for sharing everyone.
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