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Sam was born yesterday, 12/17 at 11:35 am, measuring in at 6 lb 12.3 oz, 19.5". We're all doing well.
We were discharged home from the birthing center at around 8pm,
so we ended up getting home pretty late. We went over to grandma's to
pick up his big sister this morning.
This labor and delivery
experience was unbelievably different from my first. It was 18 hours
instead of 44. I was completely present the entire time. My body was
allowed to do what it needed to do, when it needed to do it. We had a
water birth, which was fantastic (not easy, but awesome), and I pushed
for 10 minutes in my H's arms.
I later thanked my H for being so good about it when I yelled at
him to push against my pelvis harder, and then shushed him. The midwives
told him that I was transitioning at the time, and so he said he was
actually almost laughing when I did those things. He then thanked me for
not biting his arm when I clearly wanted to... I reached for a towel
The biggest difference for me this time around was that
there were no constraints and measures to worry about, once I was
admitted. OK, so here's our story.
It all started at about 5:15 pm Sunday night, going over bumpy roads on our way home from the grocery store. Slamming 2 big glasses of water and taking a bath did nothing to slow
down the contractions, and at about 1 am we decided it would be a good idea to take our daughter
over to her grandparents' house and get going.
At 3:30am we
arrived at the birthing center, but I was only at 3cm. They don't admit
until 4 cm. So while my H rested on the couch, I did lunges and stairs.
That didn't seem to stimulate contractions for me, so I just decided to
snuggle with my H and I immediately had better contractions. Four hours
later I pulled the trigger and asked to be checked again. I was so
relieved to hear that I was at 5 cm and didn't have to go home in rush
hour traffic. We were admitted.
We went upstairs at 7:30am, and
my bath was already running. An hour later, I had to get out of the tub
to take a giant poo, and then they checked me on the bed. I was at a
5-6, and the question was put to me when I wanted to have my water
broken, because they needed to know the color of the fluid. Yes, it
could break on its own, but better if it didn't happen at 8 cm when I'd
have to be rushed to the hospital trying not to push if there was
meconium... So, I decided to have it broken then, so that I didn't have
to get out of the tub later on. Everything was fine, so back into the
tub I went.
The midwives loved my moves and positions in the water. I have to
say, prenatal yoga was a good thing for me. I was able to rock, rotate,
float on the foam noodle, or rest on my H's legs. Getting into low,
wide-legged positions was easy in the water since my arms and legs
didn't have to work as hard to support my weight. Shifting between
positions was also easier for this reason. My H was also able to push
against my pelvis from where he was, and sometimes the mw's took a turn.
next time I was checked, because I started to report that rectal
pressure was preceeding contractions, I was at 8 cm. They told me to let
them know when the baby was coming so that they could prepare. I was
unsure of what they had just told me--- so, they didn't have to check me
again? I could just push when I needed to? Yep. I was unsure if I would
know when it was time, but they assured me I would. The place I needed
my H to push against got lower and lower.... they told me to push a
little bit, which felt good. I started pushing a little bit when I felt a
contraction building. After a while of this, suddenly, the full force
of one contraction met with my gentle pushing force, and my body took
over. I convulsively reared back from where I was on all fours with a
big yell, and told them, "my body is pushing!" They had everything
prepared in about a minute. The next contraction went by... and then the
next one was super powerful, I felt the head descending and I yelled.
"He's coming!!!" Because of where I was in the tub, they wanted me to
lean back, and I couldn't really do it on my own. My H immediately
climbed into the tub. Pushing was 10 minutes, during which I almost
deafened my H. Our baby was placed on my abdomen and I put my hands on
him and waited until they told me I could bring him to my chest. It
wasn't until my H was cutting the cord that I realized that the song
that was playing on our L&D playlist was the song that my dads
walked me down the aisle to at our wedding. I cried. My H said hello to
our baby, who looked up at him and reached out his little hand for his
daddy. H is now in tears.
After everything was out and done, we
got out of the water, which now my H couldn't look at. The mw's were
doting on me, and I dispatched one to go make sure he didn't pass out.
Such a beautiful story :]
Congratulations and thank you for sharing !
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