The birth story for this one is epic, one for the books. Because she came so quickly some of the photos are via iphone, and from my hubsy. This is a birth story (not too graphic) but still it's personal. If you don't want to read or view photos please move on to another post! For you birth junkies you will love it!
2am Bean comes into my room to wake me up, he likes to know I'm in the house. I walk with him back to his room and I tucked him in, kissed him goodnight. Normally I head back to my room asap because I'm pooped but on this night I lingered. I was looking at his precious curls and the curve of his cheeks, his perfect lips and eyelashes. I was feeling swooney over how lucky I am to be his mommy. I wondered how much longer it would be just us. I kissed him one more time before going back to bed.
I couldn't fall asleep. I'd been having insomnia for a couple weeks where I would wake up at 2ish and just be awake for an hour or more. I felt too tired to read (and I love reading so it usually wakes me up) so I decided to play games on my phone until I got tired.
2:47 I felt something. A contraction? A cramp? Maybe I just need to go to the restroom.
2:50 hm..there it is again.
2:57……3:03…..3:07…..3:09……3:11……3:19….Ok I don't know what this is. Totally inconsistent and really in my back, not where I would expect. I'm timing them on my phone, they are averaging 4 mins but again these feelings aren't consistently apart, even the length is everywhere. 30 sec, 1 1/2 min, 2 min, 10 sec. Plus all the contractions were in my back, which I didn't expect. (I now know she was posterior).
4am Hubinator hears me breathing. "Are you ok?" "yeh" what's going on?" "I dunno,??"…silence for a couple of feelings. "I think you're in labor." "You think so?" "I think we need to pack and you should call your mom." They're now averaging 3ish minutes.
I attempt to pack, my body is moving slowly. I'm uncomfortable but not in pain. I'm calm, breathing, relaxed. I was feeling open and accepting of whatever the day would bring. Still I realize I for some reason can't physically move the suitcase. I decide to call my mom since picking up a phone doesn't seem impossible.
4:30 I call my mom. "Hey mom." "Hey honey, are you in labor?" "I think so but I'm not sure." "well whats going on?" "well I might be having contractions but they're really inconsistent." "ok I'll pack my stuff and come on over." (There may have been more to this conversation but I don't remember. I decide to go back upstairs to try to pack. Now they are averaging about 1 1/2 mins. Somewhere in here I texted Rachel to tell her I may be in labor? I wanted my essential oil expert in case it got unbearable.
4:40? I called Tabitha and told her we had to leave right away. They were a few seconds apart at this point, but I still somehow thought we would make it to the hospital.
4:47 I texted my mom please hurry….at this point they were coming every other second or so. I was beginning to worry we wouldn't make it. Meanwhile Hubsyis still packing and calling the midwives and the doula and my parents.
4:50ish? Tranisition started, contractions were one on top of another, double peaking, lengths were still all crazy. Hub came in and I said "We are not going to make it, we are having this baby here….why aren't they stopping? They just keep going no break" Hub knelt down and cradled me and said "You're doing great, this is going to be over really soon and you're doing just fine." I felt myself relax further into my body when he said that. He got up I'm not sure what all he was doing because he was doing so much.
4:55ish? My parents come racing in the house. My Dad asked if we had called an ambulance, which we hadn't. The thought never occurred to us. At this point I was nearing the end of transition, I screamed for the last twoish or so contractions, that pressure in my back was really difficult to breathe through at this point.
4:58am And then I felt her move suddenly down. I said "this baby is coming right now!" So my mom helped me crawl into the bathroom. I asked her to turn on the water in the tub. I was still somewhat in denial, I thought if I got in the tub I could maybe slow labor down so I would get to the hospital, I simultaneously thought it would make pushing feel better. I also said call Tabitha, we need photos. My mom said "that is not going to happen." Hub came racing in. I knew my dad was coming over so I had put pajama pants on (during transition) because I didn't want my dad seeing me in underwear haha. So Hubs and my mom got my jams off and her head was coming out already, that's when my water broke. With two contractions back to back (about a minute and a half?Maybe less?) she was here. I was upright on my knees (trying to climb into the tub still haha) and so I really didn't feel like I pushed, at least not consciously. I felt my body just did everything for me. First contraction I yelled "Mommy this hurts way more than I thought it would!" With the second contraction I yelled "Lord Jesus get this child out of me!" I had all the pressure in my back, so no ring of fire or anything like that.
5am (I know this because of the timestamp on my photos) My mom and Hubsy caught her and I was facing the tub and didn't see her. Hub said "It's a girl, we have a daughter!!" "I said we do? Grab the camera!!!" He somehow got photos and videos of her at just seconds old. He was so so calm and collected. They helped to turn me around and I looked at her and she immediately wanted to nurse.
He ran downstairs to get my dad and they covered me so he could come in. We all were sitting in a heaping crying pile on the floor and I got to introduce my daughter.
5:15 the EMTS arrived, Hub had called them at some point. They waited to examiner her until she finished nursing….she didn't finish for three hours but she did take a break about forty minutes later. They didn't worry about her airways since she was nursing so well. The placenta had come out on it's own so they got that when I stood up and they cut her cord (so she got all of her blood from her placenta).
6am Cupcake was still nursing but I didn't think she would stop so I stood up, got re-dressed the rest of the way and walked downstairs to the gurney. They transported us to St.Vincents to be checked out by my midwife. I felt fine so I really thought we could have driven ourselves or skip at that point but I figured I should see my midwife.
So that's her story, to the best of my memory. It was chaotic and I was so focused on my breathing and really the only thoughts in my head were preparation thoughts about packing and calling who needed to be called and making sure Bean was taken care of.
Thankfully my light sleeper Bean slept through the whole thing until I pulled away in the ambulance. He woke up literally as we pulled away and came to the hospital right away.
7am Bean met his best buddy for life , Cupcake. :))
Hubby did a great job!!
Meeting my precious girl
Seriously about two minutes old. This girl makes a statement when she arrives and she arrives hungry! I may have a sassafras on my hands
This expression is me thinking "what just happened?!?!".
Iphone photos courtesy of my Daddy
Here is where Tabitha's work starts Thankfully she met us at the hospital and was able to capture all the sweet moments of everyone meeting her
I could not be more grateful to God for this boy. Everyday my affection grows deeper for him, and he was an amazing birth coach. The fact that he had confidence in me made all the difference in the world. He's an incredible Dad to our babes and bonus he's easy on the eyes.
Finally after she was an hour and a half old he got to hold his "sweet baby girl" as he calls her. This was all it took for him to be wrapped around her tiny finger.
She was so calm during her apgar.
Marveling at our new beauty, so grateful for the experience and a healthy girl.
My first real good look at her since she was always nursing!!
Big Brother Bean totally ready for his world to change. He prayed for an entire year for a girl baby:)
He was very excited that she was a girl!
He said his favorite thing about her were her tiny cuticles on her nails hehe. I LOVE toddler talk.
I think besides Cupcake actually being born this was my other favorite moment of the day. I am just so blessed to have two healthy babes, I truly don't take that for granted.
My precious girl, I had waited so so long to cuddle that sweetheart,
He was very proud of that sticker.
Some of the entourage/birth team. Finally getting their chance to get a good look at her.
Bean was equally excited about Cupcake as the shower in the room PS I love how Poppi holds his new grandbabies
Poppi comforting his new girl during another exam.
I missed that boy like crazy the second he left. I really just wanted us all home!
Me with my birth coach I love that this experience only made me fall in love all over again. He is always there when I need him, and he's always strong for me.
The rest of the entourage arriving We are growing by leaps and bounds these days.
Trying to relay the story They were all quite shocked!
My nephew was born two weeks (to the day) before Cupcake.
He did NOT want to take a picture
My sweet friend drove 90 minutes just to get a peek at her. :)) I am loved.
My sweet beautiful Cupcake. We prayed and waited a year for you. Finally the day came when that test had a plus sign and we just praised God. We still had to wait another 38 weeks to meet you but I knew you were meant to be part of our family. You have added so much joy and love to our family already. We love you more than you will ever know.