Britianie’s Milk Bath | Albuquerque Newborn Photographer

Milk baths are some of my favorite sessions, and it was so amazing to get to do one with Britianie and Reagan! Big brother was absolutely adorable and had a blast helping me get the bath ready by throwing the flowers in for me! The entire time he was concentrating so hard on tearing off little bits and pieces of leaves and flower petals and throwing them in, all while wearing his halloween costume! With his help, this bath definitely had ALLLLL the flowers….and stems, and leaves, but was all the more special with Sam’s little touch!! Finally when we were about done, he joined mom and sister and loved it!
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Gen’s Milk Bath | Albuquerque Newborn Photographer

To say that I love milk baths is an understatement! We had a great time with a few different floral designs for this one, and I was so amazed to see how much this little man had chunked up since his birth recently! (speaking of…..see his birth story here, such a beautiful family centered cesarean!) Here are some of my faves from this gorgeous milk bath session!

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Welcome Baby Bernie | A Family Centered Cesarean at UNMH | Albuquerque Birth Photographer

I couldn’t be more excited to share Bernie’s birth story! Bernie was born into such a wonderful and loving family, and I was so privileged to be there, and I got to shoot my first c-section birth! Bernie’s birth will always be so special to me! Here is his awesome birth story told by his mama:
Bernie Joseph’s Grand Entrance
On Thursday Oct 5th at 1 p.m. my Husband and I went to fetal monitoring to get baby monitored due to my recently elevated blood pressures. In the clinic my pressure was taken and was elevated, the nurse stepped out to let the doctor know. The doctor came in and said, ” Are you ready to be Induced? We need to induce you due to your blood pressures.” I answered, “No, I can’t be induced, I don’t have my hospital bag with me!” The doctor laughed and promised we would have PLENTY of time to send someone for it. 30 minutes later we were in our Labor and delivery room preparing to be induced. I have never been so nervous, anxious, and excited in my entire life. A few hours later they started me on Misoprostol to induce me, which is a similar but longer acting form of Pitocin. Around 10 p.m. I received my second dose of Misoprostol and got settled to go to sleep. I started having very very mild contractions (think of a light period cramp), the team came and checked me and I was 0cm dilated and 0% effaced. By 2 a.m. the contractions got slightly stronger and were lasting longer than before. I got up to use the restroom, got back into bed and hooked myself back up to the monitor. The nurse came in quickly, asked me to turn onto my left side and asked if I was having a contraction, I said yes. Our son’s heart rate had dropped to 80 (normal is 120-160) with the contraction, which is what they call a “Late Deceleration”. This means baby is not tolerating the contractions and may not be getting the oxygen he needs in the womb. This happened several more times and the team decided it was not safe to give us anymore medication. Over the next 4 hours,  multiple doctors unsuccessfully attempted four times to place a “Cook catheter” in my cervix to mechanically dilate my cervix. It was very painful but it was my only chance at not having to have a C-section and was safer for our son. In a last ditch effort I was started on very low dose of IV Pitocin to see if we could progress my labor at all but our baby dropped his heart rate again and I asked them to turn off the Pitocin. It was already 10 a.m. at this point on October 6th and I was only 0.5 cm dilated and not effaced at all. My OBGYN who I would trust to follow off of a cliff sat down at the bedside and told me, “I am very sorry but I think we are going to have to take you to C-section”. It was not my original plan to get a C-section but knew it was the safest thing for our son. In a way it was a blessing I was induced although that wasn’t planned either because our son may not have lived through laboring at home to the 4 cm that is needed to be admitted. We called our families and the team started setting up the OR. I got into the OR and received a spinal tap to numb me from the chest down. My OBGYN requested a clear drape while the tech was setting up so I could see my son after they pulled him out. I am eternally grateful for this and it was incredible to be able to see him, cord still attached. My husband came back to the OR and they started the C-section. The drape was dropped and the first thing I saw was a full head of hair on our son! To this day, I still cannot recognize the cry that I cried when I first saw my son. It was truly the most beautiful moment I have ever lived. I heard a very weak cry and they took him to the corner of the room to check him out and suction his lungs. I couldn’t see anything but finally I heard a very textbook newborn cry and I remember crying myself, in relief. While I was being sewed up they showed me our son wrapped up in a blanket and said they had to take him to the Intermediate Care Nursery because  he was requiring extra oxygen due to fluid in his lungs. I kissed him goodbye, kissed my husband, who went with our son. Looking back on our birth story, it was as far from what I pictured in my head but I am so thankful our son is alive and doing well today!
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A Rainbow Maternity Session | Albuquerque Maternity Photographer

As JeAnn and I planned her maternity session, she knew they wanted the mountains and the river together in their photos. After finding the perfect spot, we decided on doing their session early first thing in the morning, however, we changed plans last minute to evening since it would be easier for them to get ready and drive over as they had a bit of a drive to the location. As the day went on, it began pouring rain and I was worried that we may have to cancel, but we decided to go ahead with the session as we were already on our way and just hope for the best! Little did we know that we would have the most incredible backdrop for our photos…..a full double rainbow and a brilliant sky of bright pink. That was amazing enough in itself, but when JeAnn told me that the baby they are expecting is a rainbow baby, I knew that this session was incredibly special indeed. A blessing of hope and joy after the storm they have experienced, a spectacular rainbow placed there for them, to help welcome their precious little rainbow girl. albuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographeralbuquerque maternity photographerAlbuquerque Birth and Maternity Photographer | All images copyright Lori Martinez Photography | www.facebook.com/lorimartinezphotography

 

My birth story | Welcome Shiloh | Albuquerque Birth Photographer

Sharing my very own birth story today, of my 3rd child Shiloh! Thank you so much Breanna with Blooming Images for documenting this special day for us! This was my first time having one of my births photographed and I can say from personal experience, it is so important for a mother to have images to look back on in clarity at her birth! So here it goes…

I have heard it said that 3rd babies can be wild card births. Just when you think you know what to expect and have it down from doing this thing twice already, baby number 3 comes along and completely confuses your pre thought out notions for birth, and this was definitely the case for me with Shiloh’s birth.

Prodromal labor…I had heard of it, and figured it was basically just a lot of braxton hicks. But when steady, consistent contractions started the night of Sat, May 13th, I was 100% convinced real labor had started. I had consistent, strong, painful contractions steadily 3-5 min apart that started at 1-2am. As I timed them, I knew labor had started and planned to give it a few hours before heading to the hospital around 5am. Throughout the night I nervously packed my bags and got ready. But then at 5am, just when I was about to head out the door, they began to slow down. 7min apart. 10 min apart. Weaker. Confusion set in as they stopped altogether. I went back to bed and figured it would pick up as the day progressed.

Well I was wrong. Not a single contraction that day. Or the next day. Or the next. I was officially confused. Every time I had ever had contractions like that, it had ended in baby being born a few hours later. I had no clue what my body was doing! I am a birth photographer. I have had 2 births at home in a tub! Surely I know the birth process by now!! As the days went on I had contractions here and there and thought they could be real each time but they never turned into anything and only added to my confusion.

By Wednesday the 17th, I began to notice more contractions throughout the day. They were feeling the same as that first night so I tried to ignore them and figured once again they were false labor. By around 4 pm I had noticed a pattern to them. 3-4 min apart and a minute long. I couldn’t ignore them, as they were strong and building in intensity, but I didn’t know if I should trust them either, being that I had been so wrong before. I told Jesse and my doula and birth photographer that I was having contractions, but to not worry about it yet as they would probably just go away. My mom came and picked up the kids just so we could be ready to leave if needed, but by around 8, contractions were still the same so they came home and Jesse put them to bed. I spent the next couple of hours on the fence going back and forth about what the heck to do. The contractions felt so strong and really painful. I could compare them to what it felt like maybe an hour or two before transition from my other two births. I needed to focus and breath for each one. But I couldn’t shake the confusion of not knowing if these were going to stay legitimate and keep progressing. Then I worried, what if I was ignoring them wrongfully and I ended up having this baby on my living floor or in the car because I waited too long!? I felt like a complete newbie! I emailed my doctor, the best doctor on the planet, Dr. Leeman and let him know.

Finally by about 10:15 Jesse decided we needed to get off the fence and go in. I think he was getting scared that he was going to have to deliver his daughter, since my previous births were pretty quick, and that wasn’t something he necessarily wanted to do! Having had both of my two kids at home, going to the hospital was a new experience for me! Exciting, scary, nerve wracking, but somewhat of an adventure as well! Dr. Leeman called right as I arrived to triage around 10:30pm and asked how I was doing and he let his colleague know I was there are to update him asap on how things were going. After getting into triage and getting checked the doctor informed me that I was at 2 CENTIMETERS. TWO. TWO measly centimeters after the entire day of labor!! I felt devastated. I wanted to cry, I could not believe that my body had deceived me again and I felt so so stupid for even going in! I knew how strong these contractions were feeling, they were intense to me, and I felt like a complete and total wimp. Why were they so strong but I was not progressing?? I worried and I knew that I couldn’t make it to the end if they were so strong already and I was only at a 2. Dr. Leeman then arrived at triage, I’m sure figuring he needed to hurry judging from the sounds I was making on the phone! He checked and said I was more like 3. Probably just to help me not feel so bad haha! He said by looking at the pattern of my contractions that he felt great about going ahead and admitting me and he said he had no plans of leaving as he had an intuition things would pick up quickly at any time.

The triage doctor did an ultrasound to check baby’s position. Head down. But face up. Face up!?!?! Now this was the nail in the coffin for me. Sunny side up!? Was this why it hurt so so bad but nothing was happening!? As a birth photographer I have seen women deliver sunny side up babies….it isn’t glamorous. It is way more painful and extreme. This solidified for me that there was no way I was ever going to be able to do this. In my mind, all my birth plans went out the window. If I did somehow make it through this It was going to be with an epidural. I told my birth photographer and doula to go back to bed, we would be here for forever.

We got settled in our room and contractions really picked up. I tried moving around, but couldn’t find a position that actually helped with the pain. With my other kids, certain positions brought relief, but not this time. No matter what I did it was just plain bad. At 12:45am, as I stood there leaning against Jesse, moaning and groaning, I heard a loud thud on the monitor and it felt like baby gave me a good punch! Immediately I felt warm water flowing down my legs. Great, now I peed my pants. This couldn’t get any more embarrassing anyway so who cares at this point. As I tried to make my way to the bathroom to clean up, more and more kept coming and it hit me, hey I think my water broke! And I simultaneously felt relief that maybe something was finally happening and sheer dread bc I knew the pain was going to get worse. And sure enough with the next few contractions things got really real. I told Jesse to call my birth photog and doula to come as I knew things were picking up. I asked to try nitrous oxide as I was starting to have trouble coping. It was amazing those first few contractions with it…super dizzy, spinning head, eyes rolling around, and I even felt like giggling! But the best thing it did was help me to remember to breathe because you have to hold the mask to your face and breathe deeply in and out. It didn’t take away any pain but it at least helped muffle my yelling if nothing else!

The nitrous stopped helping and I started to feel my screaming turning into the kind that was letting me know that I needed to push soon. I was surprised at how loud i was being! I reminded myself being loud is ok too, I told myself I wasn’t failing bc i was loud. Loud is beautiful too! I begged for someone to check me because I knew baby was coming soon…they did around 1:30am and I was only at 6!! No way this could be right I thought, I was about to start pushing! Things got totally out of control at that point and I was basically writhing around in bed like a crazy person screaming in pain. I asked for the epidural, there was no way I could do it, I was only at 6. They ordered it for me but said it would take a little while as the anesthesiologist was occupied. I yelled at Jesse, get Dr. Leeman in here!! And a few minutes later he came in like a boss, not even wearing scrubs, and leaning in towards my face and said, “Lori! you can do this!” I felt a lot of comfort knowing he was there. He checked me again and said, I was at 8 around 1:40am. I kept yelling, where is my epidural!! I looked around the room at all these random medical staff and started asking each one if they were “the epidural guy”. But none of them were and Dr. Leeman said there was no point in getting it, I was about to have my baby! A couple contractions later and I couldn’t help but push. He said I had a little bit of cervix left. But within a few more contractions I was at 10 and ready to go!

Although the pushing stage was so painful, it was almost a relief to be able to channel the pain out somewhere. It became more purposeful and i knew it was going to be over soon if I could just push a few more times. I was burning up and started yelling for someone to fan me and put my hair up, so Jesse grabbed a pillow and started fanning me which felt amazing, and a nurse attempted to put my hair up, but that didn’t work so well with the writhing lol. The pressure was immense and I kept yelling that I was pooping everywhere, but Dr. Leeman said it was just the baby. He had me feel her head with my hand and I could feel that she had lots of hair! I could hear everyone around me saying I was doing great. Then the terrible fiery burn of crowning, a big scream, and Dr. Leeman announced that her head was out! Then a few plops and she was born!! She went straight to my chest and was so sticky and covered with vernix!! She cried right away! I looked up to find Jesse crying and I couldn’t believe I did it and she was here!! 7lbs, 7oz, 20 inches long, born at 1:50 pm. We kept her cord attached until after the placenta was born, about 5 min later.

My beautiful Shiloh Evangeline!! After such a long early labor, only a few hours of active labor, no tearing, and I think she may have turned to head down at the last minute coming out, but I still am not sure about that! I like to believe she was sunny side up the whole time because that would explain my crazy out of control screaming! haha!! I can’t thank my birth team enough for your patient support…Dr. Leeman, Jesse, MJ, Breanna, and nurses and staff, love you all!!

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