Vivian Blanche's Birth Story

It's been one week and five days since the birth of our little princess. As I sit here about to write about my delivery room experience I can't help but think back on when this journey really began.  To pinpoint the exact moment is hard but after 100s of shots and blood draws, dozens upon dozens of 25 mile drives to my IVF clinic, a late miscarriage and chemical pregnancy, depression followed by deep soul searching and heart aching longing.  Fighting between keeping faith and finding acceptance I have been struggling with my past and present. The guilt I feel when I walk around the mall with my new baby knowing at any time  a girl like myself, who is struggling with conceiving, could walk by and see how happy I am with my newborn and feel pain.

Birth Story: 

It was a Monday morning.  My husband and I were on our way to my final Dr.'s appointment.  After having extremely high proteins in my urine, high uric acid, headaches and slightly elevated blood pressure we were asked. "So you ready to have this baby today?" "Why don't you take a walk across the way" My hospital was located across from my Dr.'s office.  So we did!  We were in shock! 38 weeks 5 days along we were close enough to the end. The walk was romantic in a corney sort of way.  On this slow walk my husband and I spoke about our journey and how it was about to come to an end.  By the end of the day I would be a mom!  So we thought :)

I arrived 1cm dilated, 50% effaced and with a soft cervix. The Dr. also said my babies head was very low, anterior and my water was a very thin sac.  This was all great news! She began "ripening" me at about 1pm and I quickly moved to 3cm in just a couple hours.  Since I was contracting on my own (not that I felt much) they let me go on my own since my body was responding so well.  My 15 year old step daughter arrived at about 4pm. We had arranged for her pick up from school where she lives so she could be a part of the big day.  7pm rolled around and after checking me I was still 3cm dilated.  I had stalled!  Our options were:  I could get induced at 8pm.  This would be the start of labour and after a full day of contracting I was very tired, but we would keep going!  (or)  They could give me some meds to get some good sleep and we could start in the morning, nice and rested.  Needless to say I chose to sleep!


My husband and Abbigale stayed with me in the room for the night.  We all woke up at about 7am.  The Dr. checked me at about 8am.  I was still 3cm, but 70% effaced now.  The Dr. spoke about options as we decided we opted to get some food.  Hospital food is always better if you walk down to the cafe so my husband and Abbigale walked down for us.  While they were gone my water broke! I was now on the clock.  By about 10am we started pitocin.   It took some time to kick in and when it did they came on strong.

My doula had arrived by 11am as well as my mother.  My doula was pushing for me to keep on track with my birth plan. We had already fallen off track with a few medical interventions (as needed) and my original goal was as few as possible.  It was about 2pm -2:30pm when the nurses decided to turn up the pitocin and boy did the contractions come on hard and fast!  Because I wanted few interventions I was not checked for dilation (Looking back I wish I was). I was only 20 minutes into my hard core contractions when I knew I wasn't going to be able to handle this for hours on end without relief. I thought I had to be transitioning since I couldn't imagine the pain getting any worse (as Ive read).  The doula couldn't confirm or deny and told me to take it one contraction at a time. This all as I bounced on a birthing ball in the bathroom. From what I understood first labors can last hours on end and I needed relief!  My birth plan was to not get an epidural but to opt for a narcotic that would give me temporary relief. In asking for the narcotic my dear husband spoke up.  He did not want me getting a narcotic as the baby would get it into her blood stream as well as potentially needing narcan once born. I didn't flinch at his request and asked for the epidural. I just wish he had confirmed this prior when I went over my birth plan with him.  Oh well..

It took over 1 hour for the anesthesiologist to enter the room. I had endured constant contractions 4 down to 2 minutes apart for about 60 seconds each.  Every contraction was as hard as the next.  I wasn't sure how I could get through the next. The moment I asked for the "relief" I was committed to just that. I wish I knew how long I had to wait as I may had not wished for it at all and taken up strength instead.

Once the epidural kicked in I was surprised to still feel my legs.  Not what I had imagined. I could feel my babies head way low potentially in the canal.  Telling the nurses they said "no honey, you have some time to go".  After a few minutes a nurse came in to put a bag in for my urine. As she went to do so she was surprised to realize "It's time to push!" It was 3:30pm ish. She quickly got the Dr. Still not one contraction had been felt when it was told I was going to have to push.  "Will I know when to push?" I asked.  I was told I will feel it and she watched the screen as I felt my first contraction with the epidural. It was heightened pressure without the immense pain. After feeling the first one the Dr. told me to push for the next.

17 pushes and 30 minutes later she arrived!  Her cord was short so I was unable to go skin to skin past my stomach. My husband cut the cord when it stopped pulsating and she was brought right to my chest.  She had so much dark black hair. Immediately she put her thumb in her mouth! I had planned on breast feeding but could see how eager my husband was to hold her. I put her on my breast and she quickly latched and sucked away for 1 minute.  That was good enough for me.  The nurse took her away and cleaned her up.  Baby was so calm it surprised us all. She loved being under the warmer.

Ripened for 21 hours
5 1/2 hours of labor followed by
30 minutes of pushing 

Baby had fluid on her lungs from coming so fast.
I aslo hemorrhaged after she was born.  Dr. got it under control.

In the end my husband, mother and step daughter witnessed the whole thing.
I know now that I could have easily gone without the epidural knowing now that the pain would have not lasted hours on end as I suspected but I have no regrets on the decisions that were made.

If I had received the narcotic as I requested the baby would had been born within the 2 hour time frame and would have needed the narcan shot. Thank Goodness I did not get it.

Pictures from the Hospital


6 pounds 4 ounce

once in our room after the birth
Oh Hi!  

Going home!  

First Day Home! 
Vivian Blanche
September 22, 2015
6 Pounds 4 Ounces
20 Inches Long


  1. Congrats and thanks for sharing your birth story! Hope everyone is doing well!

  2. I happened upon your blog today. As an "experienced IVFer" you have invaluable information on here for first-timers like me. Plus, your determination and positivity are very inspirational. God knows we can use all the inspiration and success stories we can get.
    Sincere congratulations on your beautiful daughter, you are very blessed indeed. I hope everyone is doing great

  3. Oh those induced contractions are the worst. Mine honestly went from 2 minutes to every 30 seconds so quickly I was almost crying. I kept saying I thought they were suppose to start off slow. Lol.


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