The birth story

Landon Laird White has joined our family!

April 20, 2011

6:40 am

10 pounds 12 ounces

23 1/4 inches long

He came faster then anticipated arriving at our home instead of the hospital.

I know there are quite a few people who  have wanted more details then the newspaper article gave {I’ll link to it at the end}.  Oh, yeah, for those of you who are not on Facebook, we made the local newspaper.  It was a really nice article which had an image and blurb on the front page and was one of the feature articles on the Local section with two images.  It also showed up on the main page online for the day.  We were so surprised by the prominence of the piece.  Then it was picked up by the smaller local paper for the two towns we live between yesterday.

As I am sitting down to finally write this blog post the kids are playing.  Their imaginations are developing quite nicely.  They received wheeled backpacks for their birthday last week.  The backpacks are a super hit {yay me for picking the right gift for them yet again…  lol}.  Right now they are wheeling them around on their way to the airport.  Once there they informed me they will be taking a plane to go see Nanny and Poppy.  Madison just popped her head in the front door to tell me they need some plane tickets.  I gave her an envelope with a receipt and a note to be their tickets.  Love it.

When the twins were born we had quite an interesting birth experience.  My uterus had been full term size and taxed since about 30 weeks pregnant.  I had very painful contractions very often which ended up being the same pain level as my actual contractions up to the last 20 minutes of labor when they got more intense.  My water was popped by Blake at 2:35 am and he was born at 4:57 which included about 15 minutes of not pushing as we moved to an OR {safety net for twin delivery}.  Madison came 20 minutes later via c-section.  I’m going into this as it is important to Landon’s birth story.

After the quick time {just over 2 hours} between my water breaking and delivery I often joked with people if we ever had another kid I’d have to stay at the Ronald McDonald house in order to make it to the hospital on time.  But as time went on in this pregnancy and few painful contractions appeared I convinced myself I must have been in real labor the day before when I was loosing my mucas plug.  Oh, and I had been partially dilated for at least 5 days prior to the twins being born.  So while I picked a closer hospital and a practice that supports VBAC’s I was no longer concerned with having a fast labor.

Starting at 36 weeks pregnant I went in for weekly appointments and the OB’s would  check to see if I was dilated and effaced.  At each appointment they let me know all was closed and it was apparent they were having a hard time reaching my cervix which was far back.  My last appointment was on Tuesday the 19th, and she had me schedule a repeat c-section since they would not induce me.  Oh, I was bummed from that, and my ‘deadline’ for having him born vaginally, in time to schedule my surgery to coincide with my moms visit, was the next day on Wednesday the 20th.

On Tuesday night Guy gave me a priesthood blessing. He holds the priesthood in our church.  He was inspired to say that our baby would be born vaginally with us both healthy and my body would know what to do.  We took comfort in the blessing and went to bed.  I awoke to a painful contraction about 4:45 in the morning.  After trying to go back to sleep and being woken back up by another painful one and about this time Blake woke up as well.  Blake was settled back into bed, and I grabbed my IPhone to play Sudoku, on the expert level, while I waited to see what would happen with Blake & the contractions.  Each time I finished a game a painful contraction came along {about 9-10 minutes apart}.  About this time I decided it would be a long day and went in to take a bath with my IPhone and a book to distract me.

Once I got in the bath the contractions became a little closer together and the pain was intense for each one.  That IPhone & book were put on the rug as I just wanted to try and get over each contraction.  I was thinking to myself that those contractions were way more painful then I remembered and groaned thru a few of them.  Guy sensed {heard} my angst, and came in.  He talked to me for a few minutes then asked if he should stay awake or go back to sleep.  After looking at him for a moment he said he would jump in the shower.  Smart man.

While he was in the shower I explained that while the contractions were 4-5 minutes apart and super painful they were only lasting 20-30 seconds.  It wasn’t indicating it was time to go to the hospital.  I really didn’t want to get there and have no dilation and have to walk those halls for hours.  He felt differently and talked me into going to the hospital when he got out of the shower.  I agreed to go and got in the shower after him to wash my hair while he called our friend to come over and the doctors office to let them know we were coming.

In the time it took to wash my hair I had to get on my hands and knees to make it through three contractions.  I sat on the toilet when I got out to put my shirt on and Guy was coming back into the bathroom obviously on the phone with the doctors office.  Upon standing up to finish dressing my water broke with a huge pop and I felt the head slam down.  Hardly any ‘water’ came out.  I told him to let them know that my water just broke and that last time I transitioned {finished dilating} really fast.  He got off the phone and went into the closet to get my ‘birth’ skirt that I wore to the hospital with the twins after the water broke.  I took two more steps to the bathroom door grabbing a towel and the skirt he brought me.

At the doorway, I just felt like there was no way we would make it to the hospital as it felt like he was about to come out.  I ended up on all fours in bad pain.  Guy asked if he should just call 911 and I don’t think I answered for one or two contractions.  I then told Guy I wasn’t going anywhere and he picked up the phone to call 911 for an ambulance.  The operator asked him to look for a head.  Yeah, no!  I was in the middle of a bad contraction and made them wait.  :-) When I laid down to let Guy look he confirmed the head was right there.  The operator told him to have me try not to push if possible.

I tried the quick puffing breaths they had me do when I had to wait with the twins.  I still ended up pushing partway through each one.  I felt down below to feel the head myself {Guy later said I pushed his hand out of the way} which is something that I never would have thought I’d do.  The not trying to push pushing lasted about 10 minutes.   I would be on my side and sometimes on my back through these contractions.  A few times I remember saying that I couldn’t believe we were having a baby on our bathroom floor.  Guy told me it would be OK.  I told him that I knew it would be OK, but I just couldn’t believe it was happening on the bathroom floor.

Finally it was just time to push him out.    I definitely felt what people describe as the ring of fire when his head was emerging.  It was a big relief to get that head out.  I asked Guy if his cord was around his neck {so I could not push and have him pull it off}.  He told me it wasn’t.  Liar.  He just didn’t want to scare me and was super smart enough to pull it off {yanked it off as he later told the doctor}.  I pushed the shoulders out and Landon was crying vigorously.  Guy was asking if he should wait for the rest of the body to come out.  I told him to pull him out as I wasn’t going to push him out.  I’d had enough of pushing.

He was pretty clean and had no mucus in his nose or throat.  Guy reached into the closet for a towel with Landon in his arms stretching the umbilical cord.  I had to hurry and scoot closer to Guy to give the cord some slack.  We both giggled at Guy forgetting I was still tethered to the baby.  The paramedics walked in about 2 minutes after he came out.  Chris {one of my photography clients} hooked up an IV in my right arm.  The other guy clamped the cord having Guy cut it.   By this time I was hyper aware of the pain in my tailbone and tried to alleviate it by raising my left hip off the ground so it wouldn’t contact the hardwood floor anymore.

I didn’t feel like moving and wondered also when the placenta would be ready to be delivered.  Guy went off into the other room with Landon who I hadn’t seen yet.  The one paramedic told me to push out the placenta if I felt like it.  Um, shouldn’t someone be ‘down there’ to make sure all was OK?  I asked him that to which he repeated to push it out if I felt like it.  So, I guess this meant he wasn’t headed ‘down there’…   We changed topics and he mentioned the baby was cute.  I told him I hadn’t seen him yet and he jumped up to tell Guy he had better show mom the baby.  lol  I was handed Landon and my first thought was that he looked just like my dad.  I looked at him and noticed his two fingers were stuck together.  When I looked closer they are actually fused together which didn’t concern me as they looked perfectly formed to me meaning an easy fix.

All in all I laid there on the floor in the gook for about 15 minutes as the paramedics did the IV, I held the baby and we waited for the placenta to come out.  I also think the idea of moving at all from my position with my tailbone hurting so bad was keeping me lying there.  They asked if I could walk thru the bedroom to the gurney.  I let them help me up and had them give me something in case any gook was to drip on the way as I didn’t want any blood or anything on our carpet.  I never even looked back at the bathroom as I didn’t want to see it.

Once on the gurney I again raised my left side so my tailbone would not contact the mattress. Guy was sitting on our bed talking on the phone as I got settled.  I heard him tell my mom we were on the way to the hospital.  After a pause for her reply he then tells her he is holding our baby boy.  She screamed.  lol  It was a great way to let her know we had a home birth.  They wheeled me through the house and out to the ambulance.  Guy and the baby climbed in.  We talked for a minute and decided he would drive the car so we wouldn’t have to worry about that later.  Sometimes I am way to practical.

It was a long painful drive to the hospital.  I had a heavy baby on my belly, couldn’t bend my right arm when trying to hold him or maneuver him, had my hip elevated and my belly was what could best be described as rumbling since the placenta wasn’t out yet.  The one paramedic was still completely uninterested in looking or helping me in any way deliver the placenta.  I finally asked Chris {paramedic with my IV bag} to hold Landon so it would be a tad more comfortable.  The one paramedic mentioned for the 3rd or 4th time how big Landon’s hands were and said he really wanted to know how much he weighed since he looked big.

At the hospital they wheeled me into a triage room where the doctor and nurses were gracious enough to work quickly to get that stinkin placenta out {2 small pushes} and me stitched up from some tearing.  He agreed the whole first part of my labor would not have indicated to come to the hospital right away.  Both the doctor and Guy mentioned within a couple minutes of each other about the insurance giving us the money for the delivery.  They brought a scale in and we got a weight on our, at the time, nameless baby.  He tipped the scale at a whooping 10 pounds and 12 ounces.

It was amazing to experience to just a vaginal delivery and not both a vaginal and c-section like last time. The stitches for the tear are way better then the stitches from the large episiotomy last time.  The biggest deal is just how euphoric the whole experience has left me .  I’ve had a happy disposition pretty much since the delivery.  If it wasn’t for the constant tailbone pain {way worse then normal since the delivery} I would feel pretty awesome about now instead of just good.  A vaginal birth is definitely preferable to a c-section, though I’m still a fan of them if one is needed.  Living in the modern age has lots of benefits!

Landon is quite the smiler already giving us at least 2-3 a day.  He tolerates the noise Blake and Madison make really well most of the time.  We are looking forward to all the new adventures he will bring into our lives.

The first 5 days after he was born the pediatricians wanted to see him each day.  Since it was a long holiday weekend for Easter this meant that every morning at 8:30 am we had to drive 40 minutes to their office in North Raleigh instead of the Garner office right up the street.  My general thoughts on getting through the first sleepless newborn stage is to loll about in bed until a sufficient amount of sleep has been achieved even if it takes till noon.  Those first few days definitely left us seriously lacking in that department.  He ended up losing 1 pound 5 ounces so the docs had me supplement him with some formula. Finally on Tuesday he showed enough weight gain they released us to come back when he is one month old.

Breastfeeding isn’t going so well.  There could be a ton of blog posts just on this issue so far.  We are really hoping that it will be much more successful then last time and these issues and trials will work out very soon. You know when you want to start taking care of your child in normal circumstances, changing diapers, give your newborn a bath, etc.  He is a very hungry boy and isn’t getting enough milk from me.  I’d love to take the herbal supplement Fenugreek, but I have to wait until after my surgery.  It can cause bleeding issues during surgery.  Hopefully, my supply will increase on it’s own.  I feed the little bug on demand, and we end up with a supplemental bottle afterwards about 5 feedings a day.

Here is the link to the newspaper article: http://www.newsobserver.com/2011/04/22/1146798/baby-couldnt-wait-to-be-born.html

 

Lisa - April 29, 2011 - 12:45 pm

Holding back pushing sucks lol- I had to do it for 30 minutes with Kailyn- no doctor in the hospital- I should have just let Travis deliver her!
Wish I was there to hold the cutie boy! Love you!

Melia - April 29, 2011 - 1:46 pm

I am so happy for you guys. What an amazing experience.

Brittney - May 3, 2011 - 11:25 am

I had a hard time with my milk when Cade was first born, so I called the Le Leche League and they said eating oatmeal everyday can help and another person told me to drink a milkshake everyday for the first little bit. I did both and it definitely made a huge difference. I hope that starts to go better soon!

Ashlee - May 6, 2011 - 6:11 pm

Wow! That is an amazing birth story! Congrats to you and your cute family of 5! Hope everyone is doing well.

Carla - May 12, 2011 - 3:36 pm

I know I’ve said it lots before, but I think you are so amazing! I am so impressed with your strength and coolheadedness throughout this whole thing. Even though at the time you would have preferred something different, having this wonderful birth story is going to be great throughout Landon’s life. Congratulations mama and daddy! You guys did great!