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Our Birth Story

I took off from posting for a few (almost 4) weeks to have our second baby.  Our little boy, Noah, was born the day after Thanksgiving (11.28.14).  My water broke just as the oven beeped for the turkey (around 4pm).  I was laying on our bed trying to wake up my toddler from his nap.  I had to roll off the bed and onto our dogs’ bed laying on the floor since I was gushing so much.  It was a little alarming.  I called the midwife and was informed that labor might not start for several hours.  So I relaxed and since I wasn’t feeling anything, we sat down for our Thanksgiving dinner.

By the end of dinner (6 or 7pm), I started feeling mild contractions.  The first few contractions felt more like cramps but they were coming at regular intervals (about 10 minutes apart).  Then the contractions grew stronger but the frequency become inconsistent and varied between 7 and almost 20 minutes.  I tried resting in bed but the contractions grew stronger and made it impossible to sit or lay down.  The best position for me during the contractions was on my hands and knees and I continued to use that position even during pushing and delivery.

The contractions became even stronger and longer in the late evening and by 10 or 11pm I decided to ask the doula to come to our house for assistance.  I later learned that my contractions were more painful because Noah’s arm was up by his head and therefore pushing on my spine.  During this time, my mother, dad and husband took turns trying to get my toddler (2 and 1/2 yrs old) to sleep.  He wasn’t having it – too much excitement.

Contractions increased normally until around 1 am.  At that time, my contractions were still about 5 minutes apart and we starting discussing going to the birth center.  What seemed like all of a sudden, I had a very strong urge to squeeze my husband’s hand and have him very close.  The next two contractions were extremely close together and very long and strong.  We then RUSHED to the car and off to the birth center.  I felt Noah coming during the 30 minute drive to the birth center but resisted the urge to push.  My husband was very calm.  He managed to drive and hold me off as I grabbed his hands and shirt.  The noises coming out of me were primal.  I actually proud of how my body took over.  Our doula followed behind in her car and later admitted she thought we wouldn’t make it!

I’m not sure how I got out of the car but as soon as I walked into the birth center I collapsed in relief (more screaming and gushing).  I was helped to the bathroom and then into a huge tub.  Noah was born before the water filled the tub, which was helpful for the midwife since as I mentioned Noah’s hand was near his head.  The cord also needed unwrapping.  Sitting back in to the tub with Noah on my chest was the best feeling.  I had climbed the mountain and could relax and enjoy the view.  He latched on within 10 minutes (I think it took me about 2 days to figure out latching with our first baby).

I love that the midwives let me sit in the tub for as long as I wanted.  Then they helped me walk a few feet to a nice snuggly, warm bed and wrapped me in towels as we continued nursing.  My parents brought our toddler over shortly afterward and everyone had fun sharing the birth story.  I had delivered within 11 minutes of arriving at the birth center!  After snacking and laughing on the big bed (my toddler ate the most), we all headed back home to sleep.  It was about 3 or 4am.  We only stayed at the birth center about 3 hours!  Snug in our bed at home, Noah and I dozed and nursed for the next few days.  He is a nursing champ (thank you La Leche).  It was an amazing birth and we had a very amazing birth team.  Welcome to our family Noah!

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