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Andrew's Birth Story Told By My Doula

 

The Birth Story of Andrew Jackson Shafer
By Doula Diana Petersen

            On October 24 at around 5:00pm, I got a call from doula Dianne Hamre asking me if I could attend the birth of a wonderful couple named Kaitlin and Rob who were about to have their first baby.  I quickly and happily agreed, and an hour later I met you and Rob at Babymoon Inn, along with midwife Wendi Cleckner.  I was immediately struck by how calm you both were.  Wendi checked you soon after your arrival, and you were at 5cm.  You were calm and focused during your contractions – something that never changed even as you pushed your baby into this world 25 hours later.  At this point, you and Rob decided to labor at home a while longer, and we would all meet back at Babymoon at 10:00pm.

            When you returned to the birth center, Wendi checked you and found you were dilated to 7cm.  By 10:30pm, we were filling the tub and you were ready to labor in water.  For the next few hours, you labored in the tub, with Rob by your side and your family surrounding you.  You closed your eyes and breathed through your contractions, and as each one ended, you would open your eyes, look up, and smile.  Your blood pressure had been high, so an IV was started at 11:40.  At 2:00am, you felt like you needed to use the restroom so Micah, the birth assistant, helped move you to the bathroom where you labored on the toilet.  Rob sat behind you, rubbing your shoulders and applying pressure to your lower back, where you had been feeling your contractions. 

            By this point, you had been in labor for about two days.  We moved you to the bed to lay down with a peanut ball between your knees, hoping your body could rest.  At first you and Rob conversed quietly.  Then Rob fell asleep, and you also were able to drift off slightly in between contractions.  By this point the contractions were becoming less frequent, so after a little while in bed, we got up and went for a walk, then got on the birthing ball to try to get labor to pick up.

            At 5:30am, Wendi checked you and you were still at 7cm.  You had been working so hard for so many hours, and you continued to work for another seven hours when you ultimately made the difficult decision to go to the hospital after subsequent cervical checks showed no change.  I knew how hard that decision was, but I also knew that you had done everything possible to get your labor moving.  Your and Rob’s strength, will, and resolve during those long hours at Babymoon were truly inspiring.  

            You arrived at St. Joe’s hospital at 1:45pm and checked into a room at 3:15.  You started the lowest dose of Pitocin at 4:10, and it was increased every 30 minutes.  By 5:00, your contractions were three minutes apart and increasing in intensity.  Dianne had come to the hospital with us, and she and I took turns putting pressure on your back and hips while you sat on the birthing ball facing Rob, who was looking in your eyes, talking quietly to you, and rubbing your shoulders.  He was a perfect birth partner.  Even as the Pitocin increased and the contractions became much stronger, you never lost focus.  You never panicked.  You never mentioned pain medication.  Instead, you rocked, breathed, and softly moaned through your contractions with a strength I wish I could describe in words.

            Sometime after 6:30pm, Dianne asked you if you were feeling at all like you wanted to push, and you replied yes.  A cervical check revealed that you were complete, and a cheer went up from your family in the room.  You began pushing eight minutes later, and 10 minutes after that, beautiful Andrew Jackson arrived in this world.

            Kaitlin, your birth was beautiful and you were simply inspiring.  Your son is so fortunate to have been born to two parents who love each other the way you and Rob do, and who have the strength and perseverance to continue on and thrive even when plans change.  Thank you for letting me be a part of your birth.  Your family will always hold a special place in my heart.


Andrew Jackson Shafer
Born October 25, 2012 at 6:59 p.m.
At St. Joseph’s Hospital
9 pounds, 2.8 ounces, 20.75 inches

Welcome To The World

Andrew Jackson Shafer




I'm a little late in posting these considering everyone on Twitter has already seen a million pictures of Andrew, but here is my little man.

I plan on posting his birth story, eventually.  I just need to get all the details down and in order! Everything became a blur!

Belly Updates

Well you've got to love Instagram! I love posting them there, then grabbing them to put on my blog or Facebook.  I used to use Picnik to edit photos, but they shut down.  :(  Is there a site that you like to use to edit photos?

It's really interesting seeing how much my belly has grown.  I can't tell the growth week by week.  Also, these are obviously not each week.  I kind of failed at doing that.  I wish I could go back and take pictures each week.

18 weeks 1 day
22 weeks 1 day
24 weeks
25 weeks 6 days
25 weeks 6 days
30 weeks 4 days
31 weeks
34 weeks 1 day
As you'll notice, I'm wearing a cardigan in almost all my photos.  You can thank my work for that.  Since I have tattoos I must cover them up.  Boo!

I cannot believe that I am mere weeks away from full term.

I cannot believe that in mere weeks I will have a baby.

I am excited and terrified.  I'm extremely nervous.  He'll rely on me.  I feel like I know nothing about babies.  I'm scared that I'm going to fuck it up.

Please tell me I'm not the only one who feels this way when they're about to have a baby.  I'm seriously not the only one, right? Ha!

Meeting Dr. Hope

On Friday I had an appointment with a new OB, Dr. Hope.  Some of you may have seen me freaking out on Twitter on Friday.  I've never been good at doctor's appointments.  Especially the ones where I have to take off all of my clothes.

Anyways, the appointment went really well.  I felt very comfortable and confident with Dr. Hope.  We went over our TTC history and a little family history.  Sadly, my mother hasn't been very open regarding her TTC history.  I just know it took them three years to get pregnant with my brother then another seven to get pregnant with me.  She also had an ectopic pregnancy in between.

I told him about the positive OPK that I got relatively early this month.  He thinks because of that that I might have a bit of a hormone issue.  Which he said would be quite simple to regulate with the right medications.

He was very open to putting me on meds right away as I'm very adamant about getting pregnant.  But he also suggested OPKing and having timed BD for another month or two, which is the route we've decided to go.  That way we know we are hitting the days right and his spermies are being saved up for the right time.  Then if that doesn't work then we will try medicine.  Before that though Hubs is going to get an SA, we just need to figure out where.

There is still the chance that I am pregnant now though.  I'm still keeping hope.  As of right now I am CD 28 and it's been 15 days since I got my + OPK.  I'm not positive what day I actually ovulated on.  So keep your fingers crossed!


Weekend Update!

  • Saturday we went to my parents house to see my nephew, Grayson, since my mom was babysitting him.  When we got there though he was napping again.  So we watched television for about an hour or so.
  • It was time for Grayson to get up since he hadn't even had lunch yet.  So my mom fed him some lunch. It took him awhile to get used to me since it had been about a month since he last saw me.  But he finally did.  I got lots of smiles out of him which were incredibly adorable.
Grayson on the verge of a smile.

  • After lunch, my mom decided we should take Grayson swimming.  I'll have my mom email the pictures I took of him on her camera.  Her camera died before she could get a shot of me holding him.  He held onto my the entire time we were swimming.  I would give him to my dad and he would want to come right back to me.  Super cute!
  • On Sunday I woke up and made cookies!  I had been craving them since Thursday night.
  • I finally bought some new bras from Lane Bryant.  I got four because they were buy one get one free.  But they are still way too expensive!
  • I decided I wanted to paint my nails.  They've been super boring because I haven't wanted to go spend a fortune to have someone paint them.

I got Hubs to help with the toes. ;)
  • Not quite the weekend, but today Hubs received a package from his Grandpa, "Eagle Bill".  Hubs had received a call from his Grandpa last week asking him if he wanted a pair of his old cowboy boots from when he was a little boy, so Hubs said sure.  His Grandpa said he would also send some photos.  (Just to give you an idea, these boots are smaller then the palm of my hand.)  He mailed these all the way from Alaska.

How cute are these?!

Being with my nephew made me realize how much I really do want kids. My own kids. Making him smile and taking him swimming was amazing. I can't wait to do that with my own children.

How was your weekend?  What did you do?

I'm An Aunt... Again [Weekend Recap]

  • We went to TGI Friday's on Friday night with Hubs mom, sister, aunt, two cousins, one cousins girlfriend.  One cousin had a baseball game on our side of town earlier.  His aunt bought me a strawberry margarita and Hubs a beer.  (Which is totally unlike her, she doesn't even allow beer in her house during a holiday dinner.)
  • Saturday I was supposed to go to a baby shower, but my brother and SIL invited us over for a BBQ/swim party for my nephew the same time the shower was.
  • We found out that my SIL is pregnant with their second child via FET.
How adorable is this little guy?
Shh... don't tell my SIL I put this on the internet.
She'd kill me. And I'm not even kidding.
  • We went to a roller skating rink on Saturday night with some friend and family, but I was too big of a chicken to actually go out on the rink.  I didn't want to fall on my bum.  Hubs only went around the rink once, so I didn't feel too bad about not going at all.
  • Sunday we spent all day at home; just relaxing and hanging out.  My kind of Sunday.  I did have to do a few household duties, those weren't fun though.
This is Root Beer's idea of relaxing on a Sunday.

How was your weekend?  What did you do?

Let the Baby Making Commence!

Not many of you know that Hubs and I haven't been officially TTC (trying to concieve).  We've been using the "maybe it will just happen on it's own" method.

But, at dinner for our anniversary we finally had the offical discussion of when we should start TTC for real.  Hubs is worried about the world right now and he worries about bringing a child into an awful economy.  But that night, we decided that we just want to go for it.

Nothing will ever be perfect.  But we both know that we want kids.  So we've decided that now is that perfect time!


So there ya have it.  That's why I'm so positive this cycle.  We're finally ready to go for it.  To try making a baby.  To put some hard work and elbow grease into it.  And I've never been more excited.

Except for maybe on our wedding day.  Maybe. ;)

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