Hello Everyone! So it’s been over a month since I made a blog post! SORRY! Thanksgiving happened, then my husbands birthday which ended up being the start of prodromal labor for me, then I ACTUALLY went into labor a week later (I have a sweet baby boy!), and then Christmas and New Years! As you can tell it was a bit busy. I’m 3 weeks postpartum now and I figured I would share the story of my son’s birth. I used to think it was strange to share a birth story but after having my son I can’t get enough of reading birth stories. I am so proud of what my body and mind was able to do.
December 6th, my husbands birthday, I woke up with painful contractions and I thought I might be in labor. My contractions never became regular and pretty much fizzled out. This kept up until December 12th around 10:30pm my contractions were finally time-able and were happening every 7 minutes and were becoming more and more painful. By 11:30 they were around 5 minutes apart and I got into the bath to try to relax as much as I could. I called my husband into the bathroom and he started helping me time my contractions. I needed to get out of the bath so I labored on my knees leaning on to my bed and my husband applied counter pressure to my hips and lower back. My husband called the midwife on call number for the birthing center that I was delivering at around 1:30am since my contractions moved up to 2-3 minutes apart. Maria, our midwife, was already at the birth center verified that I was in active labor and said we could come in if we wanted but I decided to labor at home for a bit longer. I was pretty nauseous at this point and got a pretty bad nose bleed. As my nose was bleeding, I ended up vomiting up my dinner but as soon as I was done, I felt a ton better save for the contractions!
About 2:30am my contractions were getting worse and my mom started helping me through them as well. We decided to go ahead and go on in to the birth center since we lived almost 50 minutes away and I didn’t want to be in a later stage of labor while riding in the car. Since it was so early, there were hardly any cars on the road to get to the birth center so we didn’t have any traffic. They checked me as soon as I arrived and I was only at a 1-2cm… I was so disappointed to hear that but I was fully effaced. They didn’t want to send me home since we lived a decent distance away. I got checked in and into my birth room and immediately hopped into the shower. I labored in there for quite a while with one shower head on blazing hot and the other on ice-cold and swayed between the two. My husband hopped in with me and applied acupressure to my lower back which was so helpful.
I moved from the shower to the seat at the end of the bed and got on my knees and leaned on the seat. My husband and mom helped apply pressure and fed me ice chips. I lost my mucus plug around this time. Eventually I moved to the bed and labored on my side for a while to rest, at this point I was so exhausted and I literally slept in between contractions. My husband actually slept between them too so he could keep his energy up to help me. After a while longer I went back to kneeling at the end of the bed for a short time before moving to the tub. The tub was so amazing and I wish I would have gotten in sooner. My midwife came in and checked on me, she asked if my water had broken yet which it hadn’t and told me to let her know when it did. She got to the door and another contraction hit and my water burst. She checked me and I was at 6-7cm and I was sure that I would have been further.
At this point was when I started to have doubts that I could do it but started feeling a bit pushy. The water suddenly felt too hot and I moved to the toilet. Our birth teacher said the toilet would be a great place to labor and it totally was. I was there for a few minutes and I felt like I had to push. It was the strangest thing I have ever felt. I literally could not stop my body from pushing. My mom went and got the midwife and told them what was going on. I was quickly checked and the midwife said I had enough time to get to the bed. They told me to get in whatever position was comfortable and I started out on my hands and knees but was too tired to stay up on my knees and went to my side. They coached me through the pushing and finally the midwife told my husband to come down and prepped him to catch our little boy. I kept doubting myself during the whole pushing period and didn’t think I could do it but my husband, mom, the nurses and midwife all kept me positive. I got to reach down and feel my son’s fuzzy head and that was such a huge encouragement to keep going. Finally 45 minutes after my water broke my little guy was born at 8:06am weighing 6lbs 13oz and 20inches long. I had an incredibly fast labor lasting only 9 1/2 hours. After he was born we had 2 hours of skin to skin time and when he was ready we started breastfeeding.
It was such a whirlwind and such a mental challenge. Taking it one contraction at a time, accepting that you’re in labor, giving into the pain, knowing that the pain is purposeful, that the pain isn’t stronger than you because it is you, and having good labor support makes natural birth so much easier. I was so in my head during labor, I kept repeating affirmations to myself and I allowed myself to just listen to my body. Natural birth isn’t easy but it’s definitely doable and I’m so happy with the route I took. It’s such an amazing thing to experience and if you even have the slightest interest in doing a natural birth then go for it and know that your body is SO capable and you can do it!
Feel free to ask any questions and leave your thoughts!
Have a blessed day!