I have been debating if I really wanted to post the birth story on my blog. I don't like feeling judged about something that is so personal and spiritual to me. I decided I would post it because I LOVE reading birth stories. I love hearing how each story is unique and different just like the person being born. I wrote this just a few days after delivery and I have not done much editing.
Monday September 29th: I had so much
energy on Monday. I finished everything on my list that I wanted to do before
the baby came. I even got bored and decided to clean and vacuum our car and
then reorganize and sweep our garage. It was awesome. The day was so wonderful
with my hubby home doing tasks with me and joining me on my morning and evening
walks.
I went to my 38 week Dr. appt in
the evening. Jolene, my sister-in-law, doula, photographer met me there to meet
Claudine once more. Nathan and Kendrick chose to stay home so I could attend a
birth class after my appointment and not have the distraction of Kendrick
making truck/emergency vehicle sounds.
Claudine asked if I wanted to be
checked and my curiosity got the better of me and I had to say yes. I was 80% effaced, dilated to a 4, and had a
1+ station. This news got me so excited. I told everyone there that I would see
them Wednesday and we would all see the power of positive thinking.
Here are the reasons I wanted
Wednesday to work out:
1. October
1st is a neat birthday.
2. Nathan
would be off work so the worry of getting someone to cover his shift would be
non-existent. If I did have the baby then he would only have to take off
Thursday before his week paternity leave would start.
3. Jolene’s
hubby had Wednesday and Thursday off so he would be able to watch her two kids
and she would not have to worry about getting a babysitter.
4. Claudine
doesn't take appointments on Thursday. If I had a long night birth or if she
needed to come visit me Thursday she would not have to cancel appointments to
do so.
5. I
wanted to hold my baby before General Conference weekend.
6. I
was watching a neighbor girl, A, Monday-Thursday and starting Wednesday there
were two back-up sitters who could take her if I had my baby.
Tuesday September 30th: Like every
morning we started the day with a 2 mile walk. After our walk around 7:30 am I
noticed I lost my mucus plug. Immediately my contractions changed from just the
tightening feeling to a slightly cramping feeling. There was no pain but I was
aware that my body was changing and I was getting so anxious. As Nate got ready
for work I was asking him many what if questions so that I would know what to
do if I went into labor that day. Around 1 pm I started timing the contractions
out of curiosity and they were 3-5 minutes apart on average. I let my midwife
know that I was having regular contractions and her response was “awesome”. My
day consisted of taking care of Kendrick and the neighbor girl but I still
squeezed in a nap, another walk, and lots of sitting on the exercise ball.
Wednesday October 1st: After our
morning walk/ bike ride and lots of supported squats with the exercise ball I
lost more of my mucus plug. I knew that my body was dilating and changing but I
was having fewer contractions and there was still no pain associated with
them. I was beginning to think that my
hopes for a Wednesday delivery were slim. Sadly I had told so many people that
Wednesday would be perfect that I kept getting asked if I was going to have the
baby and it was not helping my desire to do so. I was starving all day so I
kept eating and drinking just in case I delivered and needed energy.
Nathan and A took a nap while
Kendrick and I hung out. When Nate woke up I decided that it was very unlikely
I would be delivering anytime soon so I took a turn napping. A few minutes before 4 pm I woke up to a contraction. It was
the first time that I could not fall back asleep and sleep through it and I got
a little hopeful. I immediately got up and walked to the computer room where I
found Nathan and told him I thought I was in labor. He asked if I could talk
through the contractions and I told him I was currently having one and yes I
was talking fine. I then explained to him that we had an hour drive and I was
already extremely uncomfortable so if we waited until I couldn't talk through a
contraction then I would be hating life and the car. I explained how we needed
to get in the car and at least get closer to the birth center. I knew that I
would not feel dumb if it was false labor because at least I would have been
prepared and somewhat comfortable in the car.
After a few more urgent
persuasions towards Nathan he finally was convinced that I might be in labor
and finished packing our bags. Our neighbor came and picked up his girl just
before we loaded up the car (Nate and I were going to do a date night while he
watched Kendrick for us but we let him know that wouldn't be happening). I
called Jolene and my midwife and let them know I would be going to the birth
center. After everything was loaded
Nathan gave me a blessing that reassured me that my pain and discomfort would
only be for a short time and that my body would do what it needed in order to
have a safe delivery.
In the car I had Nathan turn on
Dave Ramsey. Kendrick always asks for songs but we have brain washed him into
thinking Dave is a song so I knew he would be happy. I also knew that by
sticking to my normal routine of listening to Dave on our hour drive would help
relax me.
I did okay in the car. I don’t
remember a single thing about Dave Ramsey but I do remember some of the scenery
we passed. Kendrick pointed out the lizard that we passed just before getting
on i60. While on i60 he kept whining for chocolate milk and I would try to
comfort him in-between contractions by assuring him Auntie Lorna would spoil
him with chocolate milk. I also remember asking Nathan to speed many many
times. At one point he said he did not feel comfortable going more than 30 over
because it was a federal crime. I explained that just about any cop would help
escort us to the birth center if he got pulled over so he really just needed to
book it. As I was explaining that a cop would assist us we actually passed a
cop. I was bugged Nate slowed rather than floored it. We passed another police
truck before arriving but my sweet hubby did not get pulled over.
Once we arrived Nate helped me
inside where the midwife and her assistants (two of her daughters, Faith and
Sarah, who are CNAs and working towards nursing degrees) were waiting for me.
They complimented me on my cheery demeanor and skirt while trying to assess
whether or not I was in labor. The midwife reassured the girls and me that my eyes
were dilated and that meant that I apparently was. They explained to me the
couple of steps that they needed to do before they would leave me alone and let
me labor.
I kissed Kendrick goodbye and
told Nate to grab me some fresh fruit and veggies on his way back. I then
walked into the room and got undressed and put on a robe. Then Sarah attempted
to monitor the baby’s heart rate during a contraction. I was pretty
uncomfortable at this point so they quickly listened with the fetal heart rate
monitor and decided to check me first. Faith checked me and I was dilated to a
6 and I think 90% effaced +1 stationed. I then sat on the birthing ball while
they hooked me up to a bigger monitor.
Originally they told me that I
would have to be hooked up for at least a half hour but because the baby was
doing great during a contraction and I was so uncomfortable they only made me
do it for a few minutes. I was then allowed to get in the birth tub. At this
point Jolene showed up and helped me get all situated. When I got in she asked
if she could say a prayer for me. Jolene’s prayer blew me away…
Side story:
About a week or so before delivering I read the story of the birth of Jesus.
Somewhere in that story it talked about His birth being one of peace and joy. I
made a goal that my labor and delivery would be of peace and joy. Those were
the two words that I would focus on to get through each contraction.
I did not tell Jolene my goal and
her prayer included those two words, peace and joy. I was blown away and was
all the more determined to make my labor just that. I did not want to leave any
room for self doubt about delivering my baby. This is what my body was meant
for and each contraction meant that I was working towards receiving a spirit
child from God.
I did not love the water.
Apparently even if your water does not break you still leak mucus and blood
from the cervix dilating. It grossed me out to see stuff floating in the water.
I was expecting the water to ease the
contractions but the exact opposite happened. Within what seemed like only a
few minutes my contractions got much more intense. It was difficult to think
through them and the baby kept on punching and moving on my rectum so I was so
worried I would end up pooping in the water. Jolene was awesome and suggested I
get out and try sitting on the toilet. So glad she was observant and so willing
to help me.
Nathan arrived just before I got
out of the tub (I had to ask him afterwards because I really was oblivious to
what was happening at this point). Sitting on the toilet was so much better. I
did not ever end up having to poop but it was just a relief to be in a
different position. I started to feel a little sick and was worried that if my
water broke I would not mentally be able to handle contractions. With Kendrick
I felt extremely nauseous and dizzy when he broke my water and I assumed it
would be the same way with this baby. My sweet hubby suggested I take my zofran
because it takes awhile for it to kick in.
After I took the medication I
decided that I needed to try different positions. The only positions that I
wanted were to either sit or squat with the birthing ball. Unfortunately
someone had stolen the birth centers pump for the ball and it was too flat to
get comfortable. I was so bugged I didn't just pack mine. Grr! Without the
option to sit on a birthing ball I decided I would sway with my hubby. Nate
stood behind me and would hold up my belly during a contraction. I would just
beg him to hold it tighter and higher the more intense they got. Finally I got
on all fours and just rocked on the floor in the bathroom. Apparently I started
moaning because suddenly Faith was very urgent that they move me back to the
bedroom so that I did not have my baby in the bathroom.
At this point I just thought
everyone was crazy. I thought how ridiculous all women were to go natural when
an epidural makes labor so easy. I thought the midwife and her daughters were
crazy to think that I would be ready to push when I had basically just gotten
to the birth center. I couldn't possibly be ready to push but I also did not
want my baby in the bathroom so I obliged and quickly moved into the room.
I laid down on the bed and they did a another
check on the baby’s heart rate. I think they checked the baby’s heart rate
every 20-30 minutes throughout my labor but I would tune them out because they
were always checking during a contraction. Claudine kept trying to check me but
I was lying on my side and lifting my leg would give me a charlie horse. All of
the sudden I felt sick and had Jolene grab me a bowl. I threw up 5-6 times and
then felt much better. I finally moved onto my back and Claudine checked me
quick. I remember her saying I was ready to push if I wanted. There was just
one part of my cervix that wasn't dilated but she would help move it. This
confused me and I was so worried that would mean I would tear but she encouraged
me to just try pushing during the next contraction.
I was having such strong intense
contractions that I did not even want to try pushing. Claudine promised me that
it would ease the pain of the contraction so I gave it a try. She was
completely right! My pain immediately went from a 9 to a 2. It was so
wonderful. My water had still not broken and so Claudine was telling me how it
was possible I would deliver with my water still intact. Nathan got in position
to possibly catch our baby and Jolene was at my side helping me to stay focused
during the contraction. I pushed a few
more times and then my water burst all over Claudine. It made me laugh and gave
me the confidence to push my baby out.
Moments later my baby boy was
born. The excitement of being told I had a boy cannot be explained. I was
grinning uncontrollably (I still am). With my boy on my chest I just kept
thanking him for the fast labor and delivery and telling him how excited I was
to meet him. I must have told everyone in the room a dozen times how happy I
was to have another boy. I delivered the placenta shortly afterward with just
one push and then I was cleaned up and left with Jolene, my hubby, and our
fresh new baby boy.
The best part about the birth
center is that you can go home 2 hours after delivery if everything goes well.
I had only bled 100cc’s and so I really was feeling great. It took a little
convincing to want to get out of bed but once I was up I felt wonderful. We
took lots of pictures and I just nursed my boy and loved every minute. I was
anxious for Kendrick to meet his brother so we aimed to leave at the two hour
mark and did just that.
Let me try and somehow break down
time.
3:50-4:00
pm I had my first strong contraction
5:00
pm arrived at the birth center
5:30
Nate came back from dropping off Kendrick at my Aunt’s house
6:50
pm baby boy was born
9:00
pm left to my Aunt’s house to introduce Kendrick to his new baby brother.
I only had about 20 really
intense and painful contractions. It started with a couple in the birthing tub
and then each spot I moved to I would only stay in for 2-3 contractions. So the
story seems long but in reality it all happened so fast. It was hard to
mentally grasp that I had just had a baby when we were going home.
After having a special moment at
my Aunt’s house with the new baby we started to head home. I finally had some
time to eat the fruit and veggies my hubby had bought and we stopped at Wendy’s
for him to grab a bite to eat too. He was going to get something to eat after
dropping Kendrick off but he thought I might deliver fast and so he selflessly
hurried to my aid rather than eating. It was such a beautiful thing to be
driving home with our two boys sleeping in the back seat and us just
reminiscing about the last few hours.
This is the birth story of my 2nd
son, Garrett. He is as perfect as his birth story and I had to be detailed because
every detail is a blessing that I never want to forget. His name came a few
days later and that story will have to be told at another time because I need
some sleep. J
Random awesome facts:
Nathan asked Claudine if we
needed to bathe the baby before we left for home. She told us about a study
that was done where the babies nurse better when they are not bathed
immediately after delivery. When I delivered Kendrick I remember the nurse
telling me that I had to give my baby a bath or he would get cold from the
vernix being left on. THIS WAS A LIE! We
still have not fully bathed Garrett and his temperature has been perfectly
normal. Oh and let me tell you a secret. His smell is the best thing I have
ever smelled in my entire life. The first couple days I would smell him any
chance I got because he smelled so sweet. I have read that mother’s could smell
their own babies if blindfolded and handed different babies but I did not
believe it until now. It totally makes sense. His smell is better than any
other smell on earth… So ya rethink bath time for newborns because you just
might miss out on the best smell in the world.
Garrett nurses extremely well. I
truly believe that going natural made him a stronger sucker. My uterus is
almost non-existent on the outside because his nursing has contracted my uterus
so well.
I don’t know if this is
necessarily related to going natural or not but I have almost no bleeding. The
placenta was on the smaller side so my light bleeding might just be from that
open wound healing fast.
I was told that the baby likes to look at the placenta while in the womb. This was true for both Kendrick and Garrett. My placenta was in front with Kendrick and I delivered him posterior. With Garrett my placenta was on my back and he was anterior.
I didn't tear!! Not even a
little! This is still amazing to me. Faith was telling me that I delivered the
baby on the right (I think) where you deliver the head and then the baby turns
to the right. Usually the baby turns to the left and it is easier to deliver so
the fact that I had no tearing was amazing to them too. I think there are many reasons that I didn't
tear with the following being my own opinion as to why:
1. My
water didn't break until right before delivery. That may have acted as a
lubricant right before I had to push.
2. Sex
3. I
went walking 1-2x every day. I think it helped my body prep for labor.
4. Perineum
massages
5. Claudine
helped guide the baby out and did not just have me forcefully push before I was
ready. Garrett’s shoulders did get a little stuck and I was prompted to push
hard and fast to get him out but I still felt in control.
6. The
last month or so I sat on nothing but a birthing ball if I was home. I wanted
the baby to sit on my cervix as much as possible. I would also sit in lots of
low squats.
