Good morning and Happy All Saints Day! And
yes, of course, you know I celebrate all of these things.
I hate Halloween. Actually, I
don’t. I love dressing up. I love Halloween parties. I hate trick or treating.
I didn’t like it when I was a child and I don’t like it now. I would be
perfectly happy to go buy some candy (or make it if I think of it enough ahead
of time), make some hot chocolate and hot spiced apple cider, and eat candy and
drink hot chocolate and cider while watching a movie. I like my plan. Next year
Halloween will be on a Friday. I think we should have a candy eating, hot
chocolate swilling, movie watching night at our house next year for Halloween
and you can’t get in unless you have a costume on and we can have prizes and if
you have a piece-of-crap costume from Walmart (or any other store that sells
piece-of-crap costumes) you don’t get a prize. So let it be written; so let it
be done.
This morning when I woke up and
came downstairs, I thought it felt amazingly warm. When I went out to talk to
Amena (because she was ready and out the door before the bus arrived, I was amazed at how warm it was outside.
Wow. Nice. Last year it was really really cold right now at this time. The boys were all surprised that it was so
warm and as Paul walked out the door he said, “It’s warm!” And it is. Also
raining at the moment.
A couple of days ago I was
reading about labor in Silent Knife. There
is a curve known as the Friedman’s curve that most, if not all, hospitals
adhere to to some degree or another. Basically, it says that first time mom’s
dilate from 0 to 4 cm in an average of 8.6 hours (+/- 6 hours), dilate from 4
to 10 cm in an average of 4.9 hours (+/- 4 hours), and push for an average of 1
hour (+/- 0.8 hours). Most hospitals
give you about 24 hours to have your baby so if you lean toward the longer
times, 0 to 4 in 8.6 plus 6 or 14.6 hours, 4 to 10 cm in 4.9 plus 4 or 8.9
hours, pushing 1 plus 0.8 or 1.8 hours, you’ve gone over your allotted time by
almost an hour and you probably had a cesarean long before for failure to
progress. Expecting a woman to birth her baby 24 hours after labor starts is
ridiculous, and expecting the stages of labor to progress the same for every
woman is ridiculous. Come on, people. Remember that is just for first time
moms. ‘Experienced’ mothers often have shorter times.
Just for fun, I went through all
of my birth stories to come up with a rough idea of how I fit on this ‘curve.’
I don’t. Just so you know. However, this is what I discovered:
To begin with, I don’t know how
long it took to dilate from 0 to 4 cm or from 4 to 10 cm. I’m not entirely sure
how long pushing was, either. But I do know approximately when contractions
began and when my water broke and when my babies were born.
With Alisha, contractions began
in the early morning sometime between midnight and 6 am. They likely had been
going on all night but they didn’t wake me up until sometime close to time to
get up. My water broke around noon. Alisha was born at 3:24. Pushing was less
than 20 minutes because I got to the hospital at 2:00 and was in the delivery
room at 3:00 and they had to hook everything up and I didn’t start pushing
until they told me to. So, let’s say that the real deal contractions began at
3:00 am. That being the case, total labor was twelve hours and 24 minutes.
My contractions with Laura began
at 5:00 am and my water broke during pushing after 5:30 pm. She was born at
7:something pm. I’m not sure how long I pushed. Total labor was about 14 hours.
Supposed to be shorter, eh? I never did like to play by the rules.
With Joanna, my contractions
began about 7:30 in the morning of September 21. My water broke at 9:40. Joanna
was born the next morning at 6:30. Total time in labor: 23 hours. Hmmmm.
Shorter, you say? It seems no one told us that.
On March 3 at 2:00 am, Daniel
began his entrance to the world as my water broke and contractions began. He
was born at 12:20 am on March 4 (who can forget that?). Total labor for Daniel
was twenty-two hours and twenty minutes. Pretty darn close to Joanna.
Amena has always been somewhat
contrary. I didn’t say that. Seriously though, my water broke at 12:15 am on
Christmas and contractions began at 12:45. Then they stopped. But there was
that 24-hour rule and she needed to get out since my water broke. Contractions
started again after 1:00 pm with the help of castor oil and Amena was born at
11:08 pm. Twenty-three hours and 53 minutes.
Oh my goodness. If Amena wanted
to take her time, Cedric did not. He’s always kind of been that way.
Contractions began at 5:00 am. My water broke during pushing and he was born at
1:20 pm. Eight hours and twenty minutes. Really? What about the rules?
The rules flew out the window.
Contractions with Seth began around noon and my water broke between 5:00 and
6:30 pm. I’m thinking closer to 5:00 although there were two gushes so one
might have been then and another half an hour or so later. Seth was born at
7:05 pm. Seven hours and five minutes. Really? When he wants to, he can be
quick.
Contractions began as my water
broke about 6:00 pm on August 21. This was my water birth and I was going to
enjoy it. I did. Joseph was born at 2:11 am. Eight hours and eleven minutes.
What does this prove? Nothing,
really. Each labor was different. Each pregnancy was different. Each child is
different. Life was different. If I could go back and prepare exactly the same,
exercise exactly the same, read exactly the same books, eat exactly the same
foods, take the same prenatal vitamins or herbs, etc., etc., would the births
have been the same. I don’t think so. I think the only thing that my different
experiences points out is that women cannot be compared to a universal
standard. Each one labors and births in her own way. While all labors and
births are similar (we are all women giving birth), they are all incredibly
unique and different as well. My longest labor was my fifth labor and my
shortest was my seventh.
I have my own
curve.
And that is all for now. Have a
fantastic day!
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