Well, guess what, I was now 9cm! She scooted off to call the doctor while I yelled to her that I thought I had to push. “Don’t push!” she yelled. “I’m not! It’s just happening!” I said.My darling husband at this point was holding one of my legs, while my mom was in the back corner huffing “The baby’s coming. Get the doctor!” All of a sudden, no nurse or doctor in sight. Just John holding one leg. Out pops Ellie’s head. I promise you, I didn’t push, my body did all the work. And John says, in what I remember as a somewhat calm voice “Um, excuse me. The head is out!
What!?! At this point our nurse flys in as do 10 other nurses all running like chickens because the doctor still isn’t there. Finally after realizing the baby was really really coming, she asked for one push and out popped my sweet baby girl. In the flurry of nurse excitement, she was taken, cord snipped and checked out. My doctor didn’t arrive for another 10 minutes or so, and that was right about the time my epidural also took effect. How nice, I could deliver the placenta pain free. 😉
Ellie was perfect. I was fine. And her stats and scores were great. The lactation consultant came immediately and we started breastfeeding. She seemed to breastfeed like a champ, she was latching with some excellent help from the nurses and lactation people. So we actually left the hospital less than 24 hours later.
At Evergreen, they request you return to the breastfeeding center after 2 days. Does that seem excessive to you? Let me tell you, it isn’t. We returned gladly. Ellie had nursed some in those 2 days but then became super sleepy and I was having a hard time. Turns out that 2 day return trip was very well worth it. Baby girl was down quite a bit more than 10% of her birth weight. Not good.
They discovered that even when she was awake and seemed to be nursing and making swallowing sounds, she was not sucking correctly so was getting little to no milk. Her tongue pushed to the roof of her mouth thus blocking her swallow.
They suggested a nipple shield to help force her tongue down and retrain her suck. I was pretty paranoid about the shield. It never worked for Ronin. But in this scenario it made sense. In addition they asked me to hand express and finger feed her via syringe after nursing her to ensure she was getting enough breastmilk. I kept a log for 3 days and returned to the breastfeeding center with a brand new nurser. After only 2 days I stopped using the nipple shield. I could tell she was getting it. And the finger feeds slowly decreased that day too. She was doing great, had gained weight and all it took was a few days of extra special support.
I was so grateful. I can tell you I was honestly terrified at first that we’d go the way of the pump again if she couldn’t get the suck. And I felt so overwhelmed by that fear and having to finger feed and chart her feedings, I actually had some feelings of giving up. I really did, even though in my heart I knew how important it was to me.
But boy am I SO glad we stuck with it. It was a lot of work in the beginning. Newborns feed a ton. But co-sleeping helped me get more rest. I could doze off while she fed in the side lie position. A MUST for a mom of an active nurser.
I actually felt less overwhelmed with feedings because I didn’t have to get up to find the bottle, or wash bottle or pump parts. We just layed in bed and did our thing.
For me, breastfeeding in public was fine. I know this can be a challenge or modesty issue for many. I used a “hooter hider” in the beginning. But to tell you the truth, I was so proud that we made breastfeeding work, I enjoyed doing it out and about. It’s a beautiful natural thing. And while I don’t go around blatantly flashing my breasts, modestly breastfeeding my daughter in public has been one of the joys.
Once she became more active and started kicking the hooter hider away, I found a few nursing shirts or just figured out ways to do it without fully exposing myself. Then later of course she became the distracted nurser, popping on and off with all of the activity around her. And that’s where my nursing necklace business came to me. It brought together my need for a creative and professional outlet, plus the stage of my baby. My first Mama Necklace (a paisley pull) helped Ellie focus on me and have something interesting to hang on to and keep her attention.
I learned to nurse her incognito in my Pikkolo carrier when she was 3 months old. Which was also a wonderful blessing. Take the kids to the zoo, take Ronin to see all the animals while baby Ellie nurses and sleeps in the carrier. So fantastic! If you’re having a second child, a good supportive sling, wrap or carrier is a MUST.
We’ve enjoyed a long nursing relationship so far. Ellie turned 13 months on March 3, and we’re still going strong. I love that even though she’s always enjoyed her food from 6 months on, she also loves mommy’s milk. She asks for it now with a little tug of my shirt. And if I sat “Do you want some milk?” She gives me a big smile and giggle. If she’s ever hurt or teething, it comforts her. If she gets sick, it not only keeps her hydrated and nourished, it has amazing immunological properties and the act of sucking helps open her sinuses too!
Breastfeeding has created a wonderful bond and done so much more. I don’t plan to stop anytime soon, and neither does Ellie. It’s her call.
UPDATE: Ellie breastfed for 3 1/2 years!