Alessandra’s Birth Story
As my due date with Alessandra approached, I became obsessed with my Babycenter Birth Club. I logged in at all hours of the day to read birth stories, wondering what her story would be. For this reason I share with you the story of Alessandra’s birth. The experience could not have been better or easier.
Here is my story:
Thursday April 4 and Friday April 5th I had contractions in the evening that stopped when I went to sleep. Friday and Saturday I kept very busy and active, walking around the city and playing with Raffi. I went to bed Saturday night feeling like I could finally breathe, which I knew was a good sign that the baby was getting into place for delivery.
Sunday morning, April 7th, I woke up around 2:30 AM with contractions. Remembering my birth with Raffi, I tried to get as much rest as I could. I managed to fall asleep between the contractions I had which were 5-10 minutes apart and about 30 seconds long. I also had some other signs that this was the real deal. Around 9 AM the contractions came more consistently, about 4 minutes apart for 45 seconds at a time. I sat in a warm bath, bounced on my exercise ball, and tried to sing while working through contractions so as not to scare Raffi. I felt bad not giving Raffi the attention he needed and I was in a lot of pain, so we headed to the hospital around 1.
We checked in and I was 4.5 cm dilated, almost completely effaced, 0 station. My waters did not break, just like with Raffi. At 5 PM I chose to get an epidural and have my waters broken, completely out of my own choice. I wanted pain relief and I felt confident it would help me progress and that I would not require a c-section. I was right and between the two – the epi and having my waters broken- I progressed quickly.
At 8 PM I felt a lot of pressure and didn’t think I’d be able to wait for the doctor to push. I was complete with a cervical lip and the baby was still at a zero station. I tried to hold her in but I couldn’t not push. The doc came in and with just a few easy pushes at 8:34 PM our daughter was born. I immediately felt relief, and when my epidural meds wore off I still felt great.
Alessandra didn’t come out screaming like crazy like Raffi did, and her Apgar scores were much lower than Raffi – they were a 6 and an 8 compared to Raffi’s 9/9. And she’s bigger than him! She weighed in at 8 lbs 4 oz and 21 3/4″.
I already love our daughter Alessandra Rose so much, and I’m so happy she was able to enter the world in such an untraumatic way. I wrote this 12 hours later while she was asleep on my chest. We are both happy and healthy. Life is good.
Here are a few random details I don’t want to forget:
- Alessandra came out with “no tone” (she was a bit floppy) but when the pediatrician said that we misheard it as “no tongue” and were panicking. We had a good laugh about that later and feel very lucky it wasn’t true.
- After her birth I wore a cheap XXL black Target nightgown again, and again it was a great choice. Alessandra could tuck right in for skin to skin, and I felt comfortable the whole time in the hospital.
- While recovery was easy the first time around, it was even easier this time. I already feel quite normal physically aside from the pelvic muscle that was already damaged from Raffi’s birth and had never fully come back to normal. Our 2 flights of stairs to our house has not been a big deal, and I’ve been able to carry Raffi, go for walks, and do normal activities with ease.
- It is awesome to not be pregnant anymore. That was a very, very long 9 months and I’m happy it’s over.
- When the doc handed her to me I immediately said she looked just like Raffi, and everyone in the room made weird faces. It took me a minute to realize that my doc’s name was Dr. Raffi and they didn’t realize we had a son with the same name.
- I was overly emotional when they handed Alessandra to me, and just like with Raffi I said some silly things. The funniest thing I said was that I wanted to lay her on my chest like a squirrel. I’m still not sure what that means.
Alessandra’s birth could not have gone better. We are both healthy, recovery is going great, and I don’t have any regrets. Now it’s time to figure out life as a mom of 2!
Thank you for reading.