SIDEBAR #18- Arias/Alexander forum

[gngr~snap]

You are truly a wonderful mother Nore, if you remember it that fondly after what you went through. My C-section was because he wasn't withstanding the labor well. His heartrate kept dropping every time I had a contraction.
When he was born he was blue, and I was terrified until the doctor told me he was going to be okay. He was only 6 lbs 1 oz when he was born. I called him my little peanut LoL.

ETA: I had Placenta Previa with my first. I was lucky that it corrected early in the pregnancy or I would have been in bed for weeks. It's very dangerous for mom and baby. Hmmmm, maybe the weeks in bed part wouldn't have been so bad though :floorlaugh:. God bless Nore. I'm sorry you went through the pain of losing a child. :hug:

I was on bedrest from May 5th until October 7th with my second. It seemed like forever!
I decided not to risk having a third.

All I could do was watch reruns of Maury Povich!

I am sorry about your loss as well Nore.
My 1st weighed 1# 13oz - she survived and is fine, I admire you for trying again!
I was a basket case with my second!!
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[PrincessSezMe]

Goodnight everyone. Gotta go to bed now for sure.

Interesting story (well maybe not, but I'll tell it anyway). How I got my "PrincessSezMe" name. I used to post on another blog, and went by sez which is a play on my initials and an old nickname from years back. One night things got heated on that other blog, and someone called me another poster's "lapdog". That poster said if I was going to be a proper lapdog I needed a proper name, so she named me PrincessSezMeSoThere. When I came over to Websleuths, I kept part of that because I miss that poster. She was a good friend, and I'm sorry we lost touch. If she reads here, I would like her to know that.

So now you know why I'm a "princess" LoL. But I'm really still just sez.

Sweet dreams my friends. See you tomorrow. :seeya:

 

[LinasK]

And DON"T GET YOUR LABOR INDUCED. (unless it's like a medical emergency or something). This hurts like hell. I think it's because of the meds they give you to start your labor. I thought my pain was normal, I thought it was just me who was a wimp and couldn't handle it. I think I had to get MULTIPLE epidurals. I couldn't imagine how anyone could go thru it without epidurals or have some peaceful experience in a bathtub with rose petals and violins playing a la Gisele and other models/movie stars. But thennnn....last year my SIL had a baby with induced labor, she had already had 2 previously which were not induced, and she said the third (induced) one the pain was MUCH WORSE. She also said the pain was unbearable. So then I felt better

Yeah, I had to be induced because I had Gestational Diabetes (no, my daughter did not have autism- although I am an older mother- I think that has more to do with autism than being induced). The levels of Pitocin were so high that I was crying from the pain, but the pain was gone when I got my epidural. The downside of the epidural was that I was shaking so hard afterward, I was afraid to hold my baby for fear I would drop her. I'd still recommend an epidural. I didn't need an enema, I lost all control of my bowel and bladder functions (embarrasing, but the nurse handled it with no big deal). I could've slapped my first nurse who commanded me not to pant. I loved her replacement- reminded me of the character Eve from Northern Exposure, calmed me right down, she was wonderful!! Don't not have a kid because of the war/labor stories...

 

[ILikeToBendPages]

I was born in 1964.... They actually knocked my mom out...when she woke up, she was all done and they handed her a cleaned up baby!

That to me sounds perfect! Too bad they don't still do it that way.[ ]

In 1967 that is what my sister said labor was to be. Out like a light till it was over. You also got a day or two longer before going home and then you stayed at home and limited who could visit for six weeks. I never did; stopped at the drugstore on the way home.

When my sister had her third baby (barely thirty minutes after she got to the hospital) the nurse rolled in my niece and announced they had a new mommy and me 24 hour deal going. My sister said I've got two boys five and three at home, and this is the only vacation I'll have for a long time, so roll her right back to the nursery and bring her to me when she's hungry.

We walked my sister at night towards the end of her first pregnancy (My brother in law had been sent to Vietnam on crutches a few weeks before) and when we'd get to the end of the block I had to go get our mother to come get her. My mother told my sister that she needed to make sure her legs were shaved and the bottom of her feet were clean. I told her I didn't think anyone was going to be look at her feet or feeling her legs.

By 1976, things had changed in that the soon to be new daddy was coaching you and in the delivery room with you. It didn't stop you from telling him to get the hell away from you and don't touch me. It's a beautiful experience with them there with you, and seeing their face from their baby from the moment they're born. I loved the look on my husbands face when the nurse brought our daughter over for a quick peek and a hold before they started cleaning her up. It was such an incredible look of awe, and pride. He said he felt like during cartwheels when he went out to tell family that we had a little girl.

 

[Carpe Pacem]

For M ~

Not everyone has bad childbirth experiences. I didn't, and I'm a wimp who thinks flu shots are a painful assault.

Both babies were born naturally with the Lamaze Method, and it worked like magic for me. Fourteen hour labor with the first, 12 hours with the second, who weighed close to eight pounds. It was extremely hard work, but at no time did I suffer. I was starving hungry though, and all they had for me were soda crackers and juice. I made my h-band go out and bring back a double cheeseburger and fries.

This was years ago, and I'm not sure natural childbirth happens anymore. Everyone seems to have epidurals, and say they're fantastic.

 

[Hope4More]

For M ~

Not everyone has bad childbirth experiences. I didn't, and I'm a wimp who thinks flu shots are a painful assault.

Both babies were born naturally with the Lamaze Method, and it worked like magic for me. Fourteen hour labor with the first, 12 hours with the second, who weighed close to eight pounds. It was extremely hard work, but at no time did I suffer. I was starving hungry though, and all they had for me were soda crackers and juice. I made my h-band go out and bring back a double cheeseburger and fries.

This was years ago, and I'm not sure natural childbirth happens anymore. Everyone seems to have epidurals, and say they're fantastic.

I chose natural child birth and it was an amazing, magical experience. I was 1 1/2 weeks "overdue" and no hospital in town thought that was OK. Every last place insisted on inducing labor. No thanks. I figured my baby would know when to be born, and though I was 43 and supposedly high risk because of my age, I trusted my body and baby to get it right.

Even the birth center--unattached to any hospital- wouldn't let me go longer than 2 weeks past my due date, so 1 day before that deadline I did acupuncture.... my midwife said it might induce labor.
Maybe it did or maybe it was just time, but I went into labor within 12 hours. I chose to hang out in a great big bathtub for the 3 hours of labor I had before it was time to start pushing. The Mozart symphony I had chosen before hand played on, vanilla and lavender aromas wafted through the bathroom in the birthing suite, and every time I had a contraction I closed my eyes and had a vision of my son floating face down on a sea, peacefully waiting for me to lift him up and turn him over so I could see his face. Sure the contractions were painful, but not at all terrible, and the visions of my son waiting for me motivated me to keep going. I remember feeling joy during that labor... not the pain.

Twenty minutes of pushing later my completely healthy, very alert gorgeous 8 lb baby came into the world. He didn't cry and nobody tried to make him cry. He seemed curious to see my face. He was in my arms minutes after he was born. We left the birthing center wless than 4 hours after he was born. Both of us were happily asleep at home less than 30 minutes later.

Birthing day was the best day of my life. Every one is different, but I highly recommend natural childbirth. Barring complications, our bodies know what to do...giving birth isn't a medical procedure!

 

[gcharlie]

I was born in 1964.... They actually knocked my mom out...when she woke up, she was all done and they handed her a cleaned up baby!

That to me sounds perfect! Too bad they don't still do it that way.

My mom said that she was "knocked out" too when her first three were born. I had accepted that at face value for years and years and just recently asked my dad about it. I couldn't figure out how the baby would be born if the woman was under general anesthesia; my dad thinks perhaps my mom meant an epidural? My mother is no longer here to ask, so Linda, if your mom is still alive, please ask her what she means when she says that she was knocked out.

I only have one child, but I was actually looking forward to childbirth. Ever since I was a teen, people had made comments about my hips which seemed to be geared towards childbearing. My mother's labors, from what she told us, moved very quickly once her water was broken. She also said that her labor pains were nothing compared to her menstrual cramps. I used to have wicked cramps, to the point where I would pass out even though I have a very high threshold for pain. So with all of these bits and pieces of information, I looked forward to natural childbirth.

When my time finally came, it worked out much differently than I planned. A wide birth canal means nothing if the cervix won't dilate, which is what happened to me. I started labor around 4 am and my water broke about 7 hours later. I arrived at the clinic around 2 and while contractions were regular, they did not feel very strong, at least not in comparison to menstrual cramps. I had not dilated at all and was started on pitocin after a few hours at the clinic. Within an hour, I started to hemorrhage so the pitocin was stopped and preparations were made for a c-section.

The anesthesiologist was very heavy handed with the general anesthesia so that while my son was born at 11 pm on a Sunday night, the first time I remember seeing him was on Tuesday night. I have no memories of Monday; I do know I asked that my son be brought to me when I first came out of anesthesia, but there is no recall whatsoever of having seen him. On Tuesday night, I heard a baby crying and walked towards the sound with my IV pole and saw this tiny baby in an isolette. The clinic was basically empty, so I realized that this infant had to be my son. I remember looking at him, touching is tiny hands and stroking his head and being in total awe at the realization that this was the child that John and I had made.

On Wednesday morning my son was brought into my room to stay with me so that I could begin to take care of him and nurse him. My milk had come in full and my body was more than ready for him to nurse.

 

[josie1986]

Just checking in,enjoying seeing our Juan hard at work again.

Nearly passed out laughing when he asked Richard chrisman 'do you have a problem with your memory'

I've not seen or heard anything from JA since the hearing,has she finally gotten the hint? I doubt it but I can hope

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[YESorNO]

My mom said that she was "knocked out" too when her first three were born. I had accepted that at face value for years and years and just recently asked my dad about it. I couldn't figure out how the baby would be born if the woman was under general anesthesia; my dad thinks perhaps my mom meant an epidural? My mother is no longer here to ask, so Linda, if your mom is still alive, please ask her what she means when she says that she was knocked out.

I only have one child, but I was actually looking forward to childbirth. Ever since I was a teen, people had made comments about my hips which seemed to be geared towards childbearing. My mother's labors, from what she told us, moved very quickly once her water was broken. She also said that her labor pains were nothing compared to her menstrual cramps. I used to have wicked cramps, to the point where I would pass out even though I have a very high threshold for pain. So with all of these bits and pieces of information, I looked forward to natural childbirth.

When my time finally came, it worked out much differently than I planned. A wide birth canal means nothing if the cervix won't dilate, which is what happened to me. I started labor around 4 am and my water broke about 7 hours later. I arrived at the clinic around 2 and while contractions were regular, they did not feel very strong, at least not in comparison to menstrual cramps. I had not dilated at all and was started on pitocin after a few hours at the clinic. Within an hour, I started to hemorrhage so the pitocin was stopped and preparations were made for a c-section.

The anesthesiologist was very heavy handed with the general anesthesia so that while my son was born at 11 pm on a Sunday night, the first time I remember seeing him was on Tuesday night. I have no memories of Monday; I do know I asked that my son be brought to me when I first came out of anesthesia, but there is no recall whatsoever of having seen him. On Tuesday night, I heard a baby crying and walked towards the sound with my IV pole and saw this tiny baby in an isolette. The clinic was basically empty, so I realized that this infant had to be my son. I remember looking at him, touching is tiny hands and stroking his head and being in total awe at the realization that this was the child that John and I had made.

On Wednesday morning my son was brought into my room to stay with me so that I could begin to take care of him and nurse him. My milk had come in full and my body was more than ready for him to nurse.

Morning, gcharlie :seeya:
BBM My first son was born in 1970. Back then, they used ether to knock a women out for childbirth. I was "knocked-out", but not before my son's head was crowning. They also "tied my arms (somewhere- can't remember :facepalm and "tied" my legs to the stirrups" When I woke up, I got :sick: from the ether and threw-up and I asked what I had. The first time I saw him was when they held him up through a window (while I was still on the delivery table). He was crying and wore a big cloth diaper. I also remember having pain down there from the cut they made there (I think this was also "common"). They, also, didn't bring him to me unless it was for feedings. I stayed in the hospital for one week (also "common"). A different experience than women have now.

 

[gngr~snap]

My mom called it "twilight sleep ". All she remembered was being told to push and telling them no - she was too tired. It looks like they used morphine and scopolomine.

I was born in 1967. My mom has passed away too, but I do recall her saying that. Her labor was only about 6 hours. I was her first and only baby. She was 35 when she had me and back then it was considered advanced maternal age. She ended up with a form of postpartum thyroid disorder.

I haven't heard about women experiencing that much over the past decades. My aunt had it as well and she was my dad's sister not related by blood to my mom.
I wonder if the meds given back then had any relation to causing thyroid trouble.

http://www.takingcharge.csh.umn.edu...childbirth/how-has-childbirth-changed-century

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[LinasK]

Morning, gcharlie :seeya:
BBM My first son was born in 1970. Back then, they used ether to knock a women out for childbirth. I was "knocked-out", but not before my son's head was crowning. They also "tied my arms (somewhere- can't remember :facepalm and "tied" my legs to the stirrups" When I woke up, I got :sick: from the ether and threw-up and I asked what I had. The first time I saw him was when they held him up through a window (while I was still on the delivery table). He was crying and wore a big cloth diaper. I also remember having pain down there from the cut they made there (I think this was also "common"). They, also, didn't bring him to me unless it was for feedings. I stayed in the hospital for one week (also "common"). A different experience than women have now.

OMG!!! Ether??? That can kill, wonder how many women died in childbirth from it???

 

[YESorNO]

Morning everyone :seeya:
Just popping in to try and change my avatar and be The Queen again. :floorlaugh: :floorlaugh: (didn't work last night).
See you all tonight, God willing.

 

[YESorNO]

I did good :floorlaugh: :floorlaugh: :floorlaugh:
The Queen is back :drumroll:

 

[Zuri]

If I had the nerve I'd ask my mom what it was like when she gave birth to me and my 2 siblings. We don't talk about "stuff like that," I'm even embarrassed to talk to her about my period :floorlaugh: . But I'm SO curious.

Actually M, it would be a good idea. IIRC, the OBs like to know if there were any complications as part of a family history if you will. I totally get moms not wanting to talk about stuff, however, some things are important. Wouldn't hurt to broach the subject whenever you think the time is right. Family histories of breast, cervical, uterine, ovarian cancer are important as well. The more you know, the better you can make informed decisions. Jmv

 

[LinasK]

I did good :floorlaugh: :floorlaugh: :floorlaugh:
The Queen is back :drumroll:

And you're so much better looking than your last avatar!

 

[YESorNO]

And you're so much better looking than your last avatar!

Morning, linasK :seeya:
Why, thank you, my dear. :blushing:
I'm off, again. :seeya:

 

[gcharlie]

I did good :floorlaugh: :floorlaugh: :floorlaugh:
The Queen is back :drumroll:

Woot, woot!

Looking very regal, I might add.

:thewave::welcomeback::thewave:

Welcome back, your highness.

 

[Tulessa]

Morning everyone :seeya:
Just popping in to try and change my avatar and be The Queen again. :floorlaugh: :floorlaugh: (didn't work last night).
See you all tonight, God willing.

Mornin sweeheart! I forgot to take my cramp meds last night, and woke up at 3 am in total pain. I'll not make that mistake again! :floorlaugh:

 

[gcharlie]

They used ether a lot as a general anesthesia.

It was given to me when I had my tonsils removed in 1966. Nasty, because a typical side effect of ether is vomiting. That did not feel good on a throat that had just gone through surgery.

 

[Tulessa]

Morning, linasK :seeya:
Why, thank you, my dear. :blushing:
I'm off, again. :seeya:

Quit poofing on us!! :floorlaugh::floorlaugh::