I am sure that just including the phrase “The Functions of the Orgasms” in my blog will get me all sorts of unwanted traffic. I apologize in advance if you find my blog when you were looking for something more exciting But, really, this book is so awesome that you should stay and read about it anyways, lol.

The basic premise behind this book (which is written by the fabulous Michel Odent) is that we have ecstatic/orgasmic states throughout life, and three important times of them happening are when we have the sperm ejection reflex, the fetus ejection reflex and the milk ejection reflex. Basically, the same hormones are used when you make a baby, push a baby out, and feed a baby. The scary thing is that

Due to the improved technique of medically assisted conceptions and cesareans, the advances in anesthesiology and pharmacology, and the development of the food industry, women can now conceive a baby, give birth, and feed their infant without relying on the release of ‘cocktails of love hormones.’

It really is fascinating. The hormones that we release during these orgasmic states help us to bond and even create a state of dependency. Whether you believe in creation or evolution, our bodies have been designed somehow to release these hormones at those times.

I have a couple of topics that I want to write from this book, but for now I’ll just highly suggest that you buy it. If you’d like to read it along with a group, the unassisted childbirth reading room is currently working their way through it. Come hang out with us! Note that I have never had an unassisted childbirth, but am still active in the group

Oh, and while I’m at it, I’ll give another plug for Sarah Buckley’s article on this topic as it relates to the hormones of birth:
http://www.sarahjbuckley.com/articles/ecstatic-birth.htm

I’ve been reading like nobody’s business, but unfortunately I haven’t had much time to update my blog.

One book that I read this month is Misconceptions by Naomi Wolf.  It was the monthly selection for the Unassisted Childbirth Reading Room. The reading room is one of many sponsored by AAMI, and I really enjoy them.  I haven’t agreed with every word in every book that I’ve read, but that makes me appreciate the reading rooms even more 

Naomi Wolf writes this book from a very particular viewpoint: a feminist who is experiencing the world of motherhood for the first time.  As someone who had my first baby pretty early in life, I really enjoyed reading her perspective.  I find that these kinds of books really help me to understand where women in different circumstances may be coming from, and I love that.  I’d much rather be initially exposed to these views in the “safety” of a book, where I’m not going to put my foot in my mouth, LOL.

So, although this book focuses on the things that our society tends to hide about motherhood, there is actually a really good amount of science in it as well. One section that I particularly enjoyed talked about some of the things that we don’t understand that babies in the womb feel.  Here’s one great quote.

Dr. Michael Lieberman’s research possibly showed that a fetus might react in an associative way to mothers who smoke: measured by accelerated heartbeats, the fetus grew agitated when its mother reported she had considered having a cigarette, before the mother had even lit a match.  The authors hypothesize that the fetus learns to react this way because maternal smoking is so unpleasant to it — causing a drop in the oxygen supply in the blood passing through the placenta — that the fetus learns to associate the mother’s smoking with heightened distress.  How it registers agitation when the mother merely anticipates lighting a cigarette, even before the inhaled smoke has affected her bloodstream, is anyone’s spooky guess.

Isn’t that crazy?  I remember reading years ago about a study where breastfed and formula-fed babies and their moms were put in separate buildings.  The moms were exposed to negative stimuli that would create stress.  The breastfed babies reacted and cried (from the other building) when the moms were under stress, but the formula-fed babies did not.  They couldn’t figure out why, but it is fascinating to think that there could be (or is?) a connection on a higher level that we just can’t explain.

A lot of my other reading has been on brain chemistry stuff, especially as it relates to medications in childbirth, but also just the normal brain chemistry changes that happen during pregnancy.  I was excited to see that this book touched on the same subject.  I especially liked her lengthy discussion on hormones during pregnancy that make us act decidedly more “feminine”.  Naomi Wolf talks about how much she took pride in being independent and strong, and how bizarre it was to suddenly feel so emotional, clingy, and even fearful of being unprotected. I can relate to that, because I think that my personality has really changed since having my kids.  In one section, she says.

At the end of my pregnancy, I was aware that I was nesting, cuddly, and more traditionally “feminine” in my responses.  I felt more maternal toward helpless dependent beings, but especially toward babies and children.  This could be seen as part of “women’s eternal nature,” the excuse given for various antiwoman decisions.  Or it could be the result of this temporary chemical brainbath.  From thirty-four weeks on, hormonal changes take place to prepare the uterus for labor.  Estrogen stimulates the rise of oxytocin, the “love hormone” that promotes labor contractions and stimulates the let-down reflex in breast-feeding mothers….

…”From rodents to primates,” writes anthropologist Sarah Hrdy, “oxytocin promotes affiliative feelings.  A monkey mother whose brain receptors to these natural opiates are blocked makes fewer overtures toward her infants, is less likely to put her face near the baby’s and reassuringly smack her lips.”  Hrdy calls oxytocin a “natural opiate” that guarantees mothers greet their new offspring in a “broody, mellow mood.”

I just love to think about how miraculous the whole thing is.  The fact that there are so many interconnected things going on in our body, and yet science thinks that we can just pump some artificial hormones into our bodies and make it all happen on our own time.  It is such a delicate dance, and each part is so important.  In another article I read this week (which I fully intend to make a separate blog entry on), Sarah Buckley discusses how

Second, oxytocin, synthetic or not, cannot cross from the body to the brain through the blood-brain barrier. This means that Pitocin, introduced into the body by injection or drip, does not act as the hormone of love.

These hormones are so amazing, and they change us in so many ways… But artificially pumping it into our blood does NOT do the same thing as when our body and our baby create these hormones.  We cannot alter one part of the system and think that we can make nature follow our command.  It is so humbling, and yet so scary to think of what is being done on a mass scale in our country, and around the world, to the delicate balance of new families.

OK, I’m going to stop here for now, because it is bedtime for my babies    Hopefully I’ll get to come back and write more about Sarah Buckley’s amazing article, because I could just gobble it up, LOL.

(Do you know how hard it is to find a picture of these things? My goodness! No wonder I didn’t know what they looked like before   Almost all of the pictures contain the end that the mother sees.  Very few show the part that the baby feels.)

Last weekend I had the great privilege of attending an ALACE/toLabor birth doula training.  It was such an empowering experience.  In many ways it gave me confidence in my self-study abilities, and in other ways it was a great reminder of the benefits of group and experiential learning.  The hands-on parts of the workshop were wonderful.  I really loved them.

One of the great things about the workshop was the way that we covered all of the major interventions and the pros/cons of each.  The many lessons learned during my births, as well as my reading, had given me a great foundation, but it was so interesting to get to touch and explore the different pieces of equipment that are used in most hospital births.  It is very different to look at it from that perspective.  My other experiences included me being in labor, so obviously its not like I had the chance to investigate each piece of equipment.

I was surprised to feel a flood of emotions during one part of the training.  It happened when we passed around the internal fetal monitor.  I knew (in my head) that it attached to the baby’s scalp.  I knew that it could cause permanent damage, according to the nurses who were at my son’s birth.  I knew a lot in theory.  Holding it in my hands and touching the screw that goes into the baby’s scalp was a whole different thing.  It really struck me in a way that I did not expect.  I did not expect this to be the thing that would make me emotional.  I spent the rest of the weekend thinking on-and-off about that stupid screw.

I am so thankful that I had this experience during the training, rather than on-the-job as a doula.  I can’t imagine if I was trying to process through my own feelings about this WHILE trying to support a mom.  I am so thankful for the healing that has been able to come in the past week.  I didn’t realize that I had an area that still needed healing, but it was so great to be able to talk to my husband and friends about this. I’d really hate to bring any emotional baggage into it with a client, so I truly appreciate that I’ve been able to think about it in a safe space.

Before I decided to go with ALACE, I was seriously considering a correspondence-only course for my doula work.  I felt so sure about my ability to self-study that I thought that a workshop might just be boring.  I really think I underestimated the value of being able to share, interact, and experience with other women as you learn about birth.  This weekend has made me such a believer in this type of learning, even for those of us who do not qualify as kinesthetic learners.  I really think that the moms that I serve will benefit from many of the things that I was able to process through this weekend…  Not to mention the fact that I don’t think my husband would’ve wanted to attempt re-enacting labor positions with me as the support person and him as the laboring woman, LOL!

I still plan on doing a correspondence course to become a childbirth educator.  I think there is so much value in that kind of learning.  I am not bashing those courses at all.  I was just surprised at how much I enjoyed the group learning experience that came with the workshop 

P.S.  I am now officially a Professional Doula.  I hope to be launching a new website soon for my business, but I’m kind of backlogged on website work, so I’m at the back of my own line. I’ll post when its up!

OK, I know its been too long since I last wrote.  I’m slacking.  I’m sorry!

I’m currently reading A Wise Birth as part of AAMI’s Childbirth Reading Room. I’m enjoying it.  Its definitely aimed at parents rather than professionals, but I like switching up and reading about birth politics 

There is a bit of a recurring theme in the book that touches on the way that women view themselves and their care providers after a traumatic birth. I hadn’t thought too much about it before, but it really described my grieving process very well. I still feel a lot of shame and embarrassment when I think about my first birth. Intellectually, I know its so silly to feel that way, because what happened to me was a perfect example of the cascade of interventions. It is really hard for me to get past the feelings that I had during the birth. I felt like a trapped animal. There was so much fear and horror. The end result was obviously wonderful, because my beautiful son was born, but the process to get there was so traumatic.

In talking about this subject, Penny Armstrong and Sheryl Feldman say that “most women do not criticize their birthcare directly.” I find this to be incredibly true in my case. I always compliment my OB, and yet she made all sorts of poor decisions – the steroid shots, bedrest, and terbutaline when I wasn’t in preterm labor… the cervidil to induce when I was already 4cm… the forced-lying position… the 4th degree episiotomy… the forced pushing when I didn’t feel the urge… The list goes on. Still, I compliment her when I describe my birth. I blame myself. Interesting.

They speak of a woman with a birth experience very similar to mine. They say

[We] send women like Leslie home to work out how it came to be. What is wrong with her that her body had to be cut, she must wonder… Leslie stands alone over the baby’s crib and faults herself for her baby’s birth stress.

She does not accuse us – those of us who failed… her… She absorbs the neglect, the non-answers, the damage, and the responsibility. She criticizes herself. She suspects that her child has been hurt and she grieves. She lives with the memory of the experience and the judgment she makes of herself as a mother for the rest of her life.

This is really interesting to me, because I really do fear that my son was hurt during my labor. That Cervidil (that I never needed), that was put in to augment my “post-dates” that came after months of drugging and bedrest to stop my body’s way of preparing for labor, also caused me to go into one huge contraction. The nurses didn’t notice, so my husband had to run out screaming to tell them. When they came in, my son’s heartrate had plummeted to the 30s. His brain was oxygen-starved. He passed meconium from the stress. He aspirated that meconium, which caused more problems. I feel so guilty about it though. I’ve never thought about it, but why do I blame myself and judge myself so harshly?

There is a note going around right now on Facebook where you write about your first born. I thought about doing it, and then realized that I’d either have to write about my first birth experience (my hospital birth of my late miscarriage) or else my son’s birth (the one I’m talking about here.) When I considered it, I decided that I’d rather not do the note at all. That’s so sad. I just feel such shame.

The good news, though, is that my last two births have been so healing. My oldest daughter’s birth healed me enough to believe that my body could pretty much work. My youngest daughter’s birth taught me that my body does work! My old posts on My Body is Not a Lemon and Check with Your Doctor reflect that journey.

I’m off to read some more. Its been nice to realize that I’m not alone in blaming myself, and also nice to know that its OK to let go of that guilt. Who would’ve thought that this little book would be like free therapy for me? LOL.

–This may not be a post for pregnant mamas–

This issue is extra sensitive for me right now, because one of my very dear friends is dealing with it head-on. I was present at her HBAC, and she inspired me to have my own homebirth. She is being told that she won’t be able to have another homebirth because she is currently living in a country that doesn’t allow VBACs. I don’t normally make posts about political issues, but this is really frustrating me. Grrrr.

I just finished Pushed: The Painful Truth About Childbirth and Modern Maternity Care by Jennifer Block.  Its really well-written.  I highly recommend it.  She does the best job that I’ve seen in explaining the modern maternity system.  I could write dozens of posts based on this book, but I want to focus on the last chapter because it relates directly to an issue that is on the ballot here in Colorado this November.

Amendment 48 is being billed as a pro-life initiative, although I don’t think that a lot of the members of the pro-life community understand the way that similar amendments have been used in other states.  Case law is an important thing, and I fear that the Focus-on-the-Family-backed initiative may do way more harm than they intend.

Jennifer Block devotes her last chapter to the reproductive rights of women.  She’s not talking about abortion, contraception, or any of the issues that are typically called “reproductive rights”.  She’s talking about the right to decide what is best for your baby and your body when it comes to giving birth.  The current system leaves many moms in a position where they are forced to make riskier choices because the hospitals and doctors don’t want to deal with liability issues.  Women should have the right to birth as they want.  Women don’t choose dangerous births just for the sake of it.  Women will choose what is best for themselves and their babies if they aren’t forced between two options that they don’t like (such as a repeat c-section vs. an unassisted home birth after Cesarean).  In those kinds of cases, many moms are left to choose between two options that are not statistically their safest.  If hospitals don’t allow VBACs, then what shall they choose?

Well, for many moms, the choice isn’t really a choice at all.  Many moms have made the choice to attempt a VBAC, based on the statistics and the worldwide recommendations, and yet the hospitals have forced them to make different choices by getting an emergency court order demanding they have a c-section.

Block opens the chapter with the stories of several women who have been through this experience.  She starts out with the story of Laura Pemberton.  (You can read more about her story, including the legal decision).  Laura decided to attempt a VBAC, and initially found a doctor who was supportive.  The doctor changed his mind when she was about halfway through her pregnancy.  Her only option was a repeat c-section, or an unassisted HBAC.  She decided to try it at home alone.

Laura labored for 2 days, and was starting to get dehydrated.  She decided to go to the hospital for IV fluids and then to return home.  The nurses reassured her that she was doing well.  The baby’s heart tones were great, she was dilating, her blood pressure was great, and the baby was descending.  The attending physician insisted that she have a c-section though.  He refused to give her the IV fluids unless she agreed to a c-section.

The nurses helped her to get dressed and showed her a back door for her to escape.  She drove home, feeling reassured from the nurses, and confident about having her baby vaginally.  When they arrived home, the police were after her.  The sheriff and state attorney were at her house, and they had a court order issued by a judge.  They strapped her onto a stretched by her wrists and ankles, put her into the ambulance, and took her to the hospital.

At the hospital, a nurse led her to a room and gave her a hospital gown to put on.  She and her husband went into the bathroom and locked the door.  Pemberton remembers squatting there, bearing down as hard as she could, willing the baby to come.  ”I reached up and could feel the baby’s head in my hand,” she says.  She pulled at the water bag, still intact.  It slipped out of her grasp.  They were knocking at the door, and finally she opened it.

Two doctors, the sheriff, two attorneys, and a judge crowded into the small exam room, with Pemberton in a hospital gown on the exam table, and conducted a hearing…  At no time was Pemberton offered an attorney.

In between contractions, Pemberton argued in her own defense.  She said this was an informed decision based on months of research and preparation…  The judge said that my unborn baby was in the control of the state and that it was the state’s responsibility to bring that baby into this world safely,” says Pemberton.

…Pemberton’s obstetrician did one final exam before he began operating.  She was 9 centimeters dilated, the baby was literally inches from being born, yet the surgeons went ahead with the surgery.

Laura Pemberton is not alone.  Women are often forced to have a repeat c-section when they want to attempt a VBAC.

Some women will labor in the parking lot of a hospital known to be anti-VBAC, arriving on the L&D floor just in time to push the baby out.  The “showing up pushing” strategy is discussed in full on the ICAN list.  Fully aware that the hospital would have required them to plan a repeat cesarean, they try to time the birth so that when they get to L&D it’s too late.  This doesn’t work for everyone, though.  Susie Nalbach showed up at a Coral Springs, Florida, hospital ready to push in 2003.  Instead, she was pushed into a wheel chair, separated from her husband, and taken into the operating room.  Then she remembers two nurses arguing with each other.  ”The younger one was telling me to push, and the older one was telling me not to push.  I kept pushing because I couldn’t help it,” she recalls.  ”I remember being told to breathe into an oxygen mask.  But it wasn’t oxygen, it was general anesthesia.  I did not consent to it.  I never signed anything.  I woke up later with a son.”  She says on her medical chart, the indication for the cesarean was “failure to progress.”

Amber and John Marlowe were attempting a vaginal birth to their seventh child.  All of their children had been delivered vaginally.  A triage nurse did an ultrasound and decided that the child was too big, even though their previous kids had been large – one 12lb 4oz, and she had never had a problem.  They tried a second hospital, and things became even worse.

Marlowe spent 14 hours at this hospital, refusing a cesarean section.  Meanwhile, unbeknownst to the couple, hospital attorneys were petitioning a local judge for custody of Marlowe’s fetus so that the hospital could legally compel its surgical extraction–and they won.

Before anyone could execute the order, however, the Marlowes were in their car driving to yet another hospital, Moses Taylor Hospital in Scranton, where Amber swiftly pushed out a perfectly healthy 11lb, 9oz baby girl, with nary a tear.

Hospital attorneys are able to petition for custody of your fetus, and can legally compel you to have a c-section if they decide it is in the child’s best interest.  A 2003 survey of directors of maternal-fetal medicine programs found that 14% of them had used the court system to compel women to have cesareans.  That’s really disturbing.  What’s more disturbing, is that many of these hospitals get their powers from amendments like #48, which give rights to the fetus.

The campaign for fetal rights, led by those intent on re-criminalizing and stigmatizing abortion, has been a detriment to women who decide to carry their pregnancies to term.

The states that have had these kinds of initiatives have also been the ones to decide that a woman is not acting in the best interest of her child when she decides to give birth at home (or even just a hospital vaginal birth, as in the case of the Marlowe’s).  The statistics disagree with these judges and hospitals, and some courts have later gone back and said that the judges were wrong in most of these cases, but it keeps happening.

I want to be clear that I don’t think that these cases are the norm.  I understand they are rare, and Jennifer Block is very clear in her book that these are not normal cases.  The fact remains that hospitals and states are using poorly worded legislation and amendments to take away the rights of women to birth as they choose.  For amendments like 48, I just don’t think there are enough benefits to be worth the risk.

Joe and I were talking last night, and I was telling him that its not like I think that amendment 48 will make abortion illegal in Colorado.  Its a federal issue right now, and I don’t think amendment 48 is the right way to go about abortion reform.  I plan on voting against amendment 48, even though I am pro-life.  I encourage everyone to look at all of the possible ramifications of this amendment and to weigh it against the possible benefits.

Here’s my last post in the pregnancy category for a while!

For a week or so before my due date, I had been waking up around 2am with contractions that were too strong for me to sleep through.  I would get up, do a hypnobabies script, and then they’d usually die down enough for me to sleep.  My dh and I kept joking that she was going to be born at 2am.

At 2am the night after my due date, I woke up to go to the bathroom and realized that I wasn’t having contractions.  I thought, “Oh well, I guess it’ll be another day.”  As I sat back down in bed, I felt a gush.  I had been having a lot of little gushes after I’d get up from sleeping, so I went and changed my clothes and went to the bathroom again.  A bunch more liquid came out when I stood up, so I changed again.  I did this 4 times before I realized that my water had broken. There was a pile of clothes in my bathroom from all of the changes.  My water had never broken on its own, and I definitely hadn’t imagined that it could break before labor!

I woke dh up and told him that I thought my water had broken.  It kept gushing, so I called my mw who told me to put on one of the adult diapers in my birth kit – niiiiice.  I had my first good contraction a few minutes after my water broke and I realized this was definitely the real thing.  I started shaking from adrenaline.  I called my parents on the east coast and told them to book a flight ASAP and maybe they could get here in time!  My midwife told me to call back later.  She said I sounded like “Yay!  I’m having a baby!” and I needed to call when I felt like “Get her out!” or “I don’t want to do this!”  I came downstairs, posted on GCM, and dh and I did some final little cleanups before the baby arrived.

For the next 2 hours I had contractions that were still very manageable.  Around 4:30 they started to become more intense, so I grabbed my birth ball and my ipod and started listening to my hypnobabies birthing day script and affirmations.  It felt so good to sit on the ball, listen to the scripts, and lean on dh and the bed during the contractions.  I was so excited that everything was so manageable.

I decided to hop in the shower and see if I liked that.  I didn’t.  I felt really cold all of the sudden and wanted nothing to do with the shower.  I told dh to call my mw because things were really picking up.  I went back to my birth ball, and kept practicing my hypnobabies while the contractions came.

My midwife arrived around 5:30 and by then it felt really good to make horsey lips or a low sound during the contractions.  I was still using my fingerdrop and hypnobabies.  My mw checked me and I was 5cm.  I stayed near dh and wanted to lie on my side.  I felt like my blood sugar was low and I felt a little dizzy.  My mw made me some eggs and brown rice and I felt a little better after eating.  By 6:40 the contractions really started to pick up and for a few of them I was having trouble relaxing.  I told dh that I wasn’t keeping myself limp like I needed to, so we moved positions and I started to get concerned that the hypnosis wasn’t going to work.  I had him say some affirmations.  Around 7:00 my birthing tub was almost full, so I decided to move over there.  As soon as I hit the water, my midwife said my countenance changed.  I felt so calm.  The contractions were really intense but in a  way that I could totally handle.  They were tight and had a lot of pressure, but not pain.  My hypnosis was working again.  My body was pushing.  Amy (my midwife) checked and said I was a 7.

The next few waves were great, but intense.  My body kept pushing.  I was trying not to push, but I couldn’t control it.  I told Amy that I was going to poop and she put on a glove and grabbed the net.  I pushed and thought “My goodness, what did I eat last night?!”  I pushed a few more times and heard “The head is out!”  I guess I didn’t need to poop after all.  The assistant midwife arrived just then and scrambled to get things ready.  I was in between waves and had no desire to push.  I pushed during the next contraction and Sarah was out.  I sat there in the pool amazed.  After two complicated births, I had had my beautiful homebirth.  It was amazing!

We went to my bed after the placenta was delivered and my kids held her after she nursed.  My 5yo son cut the cord.  It was all so beautiful and peaceful. I still can’t believe it!  I had never gone into labor completely on my own, had never gone drug free, had never had an uncomplicated birth, and my body did it all!  I’m so proud of body!