What I Did to Attempt to Prevent Preeclampsia

Preeclampsia is a complication in pregnancy characterized by sudden high blood pressure, protein in the urine, and severe swelling. It affects around 5-8% of pregnancies and most often occurs in first time moms in their third trimester [source].

Preeclampsia is a dangerous condition and the only real cure is to deliver the baby. Consequently, most preeclamptic moms are induced as soon as they can be.

At this point, doctors do not know exactly what causes preeclampsia, therefore we cannot accurately predict or prevent it. However, there are several things we can do to attempt to avoid preeclampsia and many women who have had it in the past are willing to do whatever it takes to ward it off in the future.

In my first pregnancy, I developed preeclampsia very suddenly at 41 weeks. I was induced right away, had my baby 39 hours later, and then developed HELLP syndrome, which is an even more serious condition. It was certainly a rough process but fortunately, my baby was unaffected and healthy and I recovered a couple weeks later.

Going into my second pregnancy, I was so determined to do whatever I could to avoid preeclampsia and I am relieved to say, I did! I was able to experience natural birth in a birth center which was amazing and I went home 6 hours after delivery which was a huge contrast from the 5 nights I spent in the hospital with my first.

Maybe it was because this was my second pregnancy and I had the same partner, which lowers the risk of developing preeclampsia again. Or maybe it was because of the long list of other things I did. I will never know exactly why I didn’t get preeclampsia this pregnancy but nevertheless, I will be doing all of these things in any future pregnancy that I have.

Here they are:

1) I took a Baby Aspirin every day.

This was recommended to me by the OBs who worked with my midwives. One baby aspirin a day has been shown to lower the risk of preeclampsia by about 24% [source]. Better yet, there have been no instances of side affects for neither moms nor babies. This is certainly something to talk to your care provider about if you’re concerned about preeclampsia. I was especially faithful with this one.

2) I took a homeopathic called Sulphur once a week.

This is a more natural solution that was recommended to me by my midwives. Just ten pellets once a week is said to help maintain a healthy blood pressure. It’s a great idea to seek out a holistic care provider who can guide you in the use of homeopathics because I was so thankful to have this tool in my tool belt.

What I did to attempt to prevent preeclampsia

3) I made sure to eat as much protein as I could.

Protein is extremely important for maintaining healthy blood pressure in pregnancy. Because of this, nearly every meal and every snack all pregnancy long included protein. I ate a bunch of eggs, nuts, meat, beans, and Greek yogurt. If you want more information on this topic, check out the Brewer’s Diet. Although I could never consume as many calories as suggested, I felt it was still a good guide as I meal planned this pregnancy.

4) I exercised as often as I could.

I am definitely someone who needs regular exercise to stay sane, but this pregnancy, I was even more motivated to work out. Not only does it majorly reduce my stress levels, but I could clearly see a drop in blood pressure when I kept active, especially in those last few weeks of pregnancy.

5) I ate a lot of cucumbers and grapefruit and drank lime water.

Cucumbers and lime water both help reduce swelling which really had a positive impact on my mental game because swelling made me so nervous. Furthermore, grapefruits are said to reduce blood pressure almost overnight [source]. Any time I started to feel a little too swollen or a bit worried that my blood pressure was rising, I would load up on these three things and I’m so glad I did.

In the last month or two of my pregnancy, I ate a whole cucumber most days. Sometimes I filled a whole pitcher of lime water and drank it throughout the day. Grapefruits were my favorite bedtime snack and I made sure to always include them on my grocery list. I truly could tell a difference in my swelling and my blood pressure after eating and drinking so much of these three things.

What I did to attempt to prevent preeclampsia

6) I kept up my magnesium intake.

Magnesium is so important for maintaining healthy blood pressure. In fact, when I developed HELLP syndrome after my first pregnancy, I was put on a 24 hour magnesium drip through an IV to make my blood pressure go down. This time around, I was determined to use magnesium as a preventative rather than a treatment.

The recommendation is to supplement with around 350 mg a day [source] so I specifically picked out a prenatal vitamin that had some magnesium in it. Additionally, some days I would take an extra calcium-magnesium supplement, some days I would apply a magnesium lotion, and other days I would take an Epsom salt bath with atleast two cups of Epsom salts. Overall, I felt like the magnesium lotion made the biggest impact because I usually didn’t have any calf cramps the nights that I applied it. I will certainly have it on hand constantly in future pregnancies.

7) I took a Vitamin D supplement.

Finally, I took 2000 IU of Vitamin D each day which has recently been shown to help prevent preeclampsia [source]. It’s interesting to note that there are more cases of preeclampsia during the winter than there are in the summer months, which could possibly be due to the vitamin D we get from the sun [source].

Indeed, my first pregnancy was during the winter and early spring. Even though I spent so much more time outside and in my greenhouse during my second pregnancy, I still felt it was important to take a Vitamin D supplement, especially in the early fall months of my pregnancy. I am confident that it could have had an impact on my blood pressure.

Who knows which of these things, if any, helped me to prevent preeclampsia this time around. Sometimes I felt like I took an outrageous amount of supplements and precautions. However, it was all completely worth it to me and I would definitely do it all again ♥️

Have you had preeclampsia in any of your pregnancies? What have you done to try to maintain a healthy blood pressure since then?

Blakely’s Birth Story

My birth center bags were packed at 37 weeks pregnant and I was ready to go. Every night I went to bed thinking that I would wake up around 2 am to a contraction but every morning I woke up feeling just fine and no baby in sight. My blood pressure started to slowly rise, my feet were getting more and more swollen, and I was getting very tired but I and my care providers didn’t think it was anything out of the realm of normal. However at my 41 week appointment, things got worse, I was diagnosed with preeclampsia, and sent to the hospital to be induced. I was so shocked because the pregnancy had gone so well and I didn’t expect that I would have to go to the hospital to deliver. I quickly repacked my bags, summoned my husband from work and prepared my mind for a long induction process.

They hooked me up to monitors around 4 pm on Tuesday, May 3rd. To my surprise, I was already having consistent contractions that I couldn’t feel so we skipped cervidil and went straight to pitocin. Contractions were 3-4 minutes apart right away but very mild. I spent the evening trying to distract myself and enjoy the night with my husband. We played cards, watched tv and I eventually got a morphine shot because I knew how important it was to get as much sleep as possible in early labor. Every hour all night long I was woken up for a blood pressure check, had a few contractions, and then fell back to sleep. In the morning, my parents and mother-in-law visited me to wish me well. My sister, who was photographing the birth, and my sister-in-law, who was acting as my doula, joined me. I specifically remember when I sat up for the first time that morning. My contractions immediately kicked it up a notch and around 10 that morning I officially started to progress. I spent the day in different positions on the bed and birthing ball. Because of my blood pressure, I wasn’t allowed to do much standing or moving around which was how I planned to cope with the pain so I had to adapt. With every contraction I had my sister, sister-in-law, and husband helping me relax each muscle, especially in my back, shoulders, and face. My contractions were all in my back so I absolutely loved counter pressure. I brought in a tube sock filled with two tennis balls and had whoever I could find roll it up and down my back and it felt wonderful. I breathed my way through contractions and felt the reward and relief after each one. I was doing it, I was coping, and I was getting closer to meeting my baby.

By late afternoon I had reached five centimeters and baby was in a favorable position for birth so my midwife decided to break my water.

“I would expect that at this point you will start to dilate a centimeter an hour,” she told me.

I looked at the clock thinking just maybe I could have the baby before midnight. At that point, I was also allowed to get into the tub, which was a huge bonus for me because I was initially told that I couldn’t get in due to my blood pressure. I excitedly got in the tub and prepared my mind for what I thought would be a more difficult but noticeably quicker phase of labor.

In the tub, contractions became very painful, all in my back, but because I had to keep my hands and IV out of the water and I was in a circular tub I couldn’t get in a very good position for counter pressure. I started to think I was going to throw up and felt like I couldn’t keep going. I told myself that it was hard because I was progressing and my mind was so hopeful that this meant I had reached transition. If I knew I was in that last stage of dilation, I could accept the difficulty I was experiencing. My midwife must have been thinking along the same lines because she decided to check me to “encourage” me. Unfortunately, the opposite happened. I was still at a 5. I hadn’t made any progress. And I was very discouraged.

I wasn’t ready for an epidural at this point but I was willing to try Stadol, a narcotic that would help me relax and sleep between contractions but wouldn’t be strong enough to keep me sleeping at the peak. I had a feeling it wasn’t the greatest idea but I was ready to give anything a try. So night fell, I got out of the tub and, my support team and I fell asleep.

Some time later (time is difficult to keep track of in labor) I entered into a really loopy state because of the drugs. I felt like I was in three worlds. There was the real world, in which I only knew the very painful peak of contractions and only moaned the word “ow” over and over again. The second world was very similar to the real world except I was asleep, contemplative and dreaming about the third world, where I was in no pain  and running through wild flowers. It was crazy, difficult and hilarious in hind sight. My mom showed up, first in the second world but then I found out she was also there in the real world which was such a relief. She told me I was doing well and was so comforting but my sleeping self started to really envy the carefree me in the third world and I started to consider an epidural. I tried so hard to keep that to myself because I still wanted to avoid it if possible but then a contraction woke me up suddenly and I couldn’t help but to cry out “EPIDURAL.”

I started discussing this option with my mom. She knew I was planning a natural, unmedicated birth and tried to talk me out of it so we called in the midwife to help us decide. She opted to check me and found that after all those hours of difficult labor I still hadn’t progressed at all. I was scared that for some reason my body wouldn’t be able to go any farther and that I would end up with a c-section. Together we decided that an epidural, which would also help lower my blood pressure and allow us to up the pitocin, was the best option at this point. My husband asked me to say the code word we had established to make sure I was serious and then told me he was proud of me for doing what I had to do even though I really didn’t want to. I was disappointed and nervous when the needle went in my back but mainly I was exhausted and fell right to sleep.

Three hours later, at 4 am Thursday morning, I woke up rested and ready to get this thing going. I thought surely after completely relaxing and contracting through the night on a high dose of pitocin that I would be ready to push but my midwife checked me again only to find out that I was still at a 5. No progress. It had been at least 8 hours since I had any dilation. I started asking my nurses about a c-section and prepared my mind for surgery. I thought of my mom, who had the same issue when she birthed me but then went on to have two successful VBACs after that. My labor went nothing like I had imagined, planned and dreamed that it would but in that moment, I accepted that fact and found peace with the situation. I finally remembered the red raspberry leaf tea I had brought and took one huge drink to help strengthen my uterus. I discussed a possible c-section with my husband and  we both got excited to meet our little girl.

At 5 am I called in a nurse to turn up my epidural because I started feeling pressure with each contraction. She was puzzled as to why I was feeling that way and asked if she could check me. To our absolute amazement, I had dilated from a 5 to a 10 in that hour and the baby was starting to descend! I was no longer headed toward a c-section but instead had to gear up to push! My room was suddenly filled with energetic bodies preparing to meet a new baby and my sisters texting the rest of the family to let them know it’s happening.

Around 5:30 am I received some coaching and we got started. It took me a little bit to get the hang of pushing but it was so rewarding to be able to put actual effort in towards meeting my baby. My epidural wore off to the perfect amount so that I could feel exactly when to push. With each contraction she got a little closer until eventually we could see her head. The pressure was great enough that I wanted to push even between contractions but usually refrained to let my body do the work. After every push I took a big drink of tea sweetened with honey to give me energy and reward me for the hard work I was doing. After an hour and eleven minutes her head was finally out. I breathed a sigh of relief and then pushed for her shoulders. She was out. I pushed her out! I couldn’t believe it. She had her eyes wide open and stared hard right at Kevin and I. She had a major cone head and a 5 cm circle engrained on her head but she was beautiful and an expert nurser right away. I felt the most amazing sense of relief when I pushed out the placenta. It was done. I did it. I made it through.

It’s been a little hard for me to tell this story at times just because it’s difficult to accept the way it all happened. I was hoping for a natural birth but had a medical one from start to finish. I’ve struggled to make peace with the fact that I needed an epidural and am haunted by the thoughts of “if only.” “If only I was more relaxed,” “if only I could have been more active,” “if only I remembered to speak my birth affirmations” etc etc. But even though I love natural birth and reading stories about great labors, I have had to learn to see my story as one of victory as well. I received the medical help necessary to save me from the dangers of preeclampsia and Hellp syndrome, I was able to keep laboring physically even though I could no longer handle it mentally, my body did what it needed to do to avoid a c-section even though I thought it was impossible, and I have the most perfect, beautiful girl as a result. As soon as I held her in my arms I knew I would go through it all again to bring her into this world because she truly is the best thing that has ever happened to me. In the end, that’s what labor is all about.


Blakely’s Birth Story
Click the image to hear what I did in my second pregnancy to try to avoid getting preeclampsia again!
Lainey’s Birth Story
Click the image to read my second birth story!