This is a birth post, if you don’t want to read it then be sure to move on! Birth junkies read on!
What a surprise this baby was! In every way. We were so thankful to be able to have another babe. We weren’t expecting that pink plus sign and what joy we had! Both Bean and Cupcake were born at 38 weeks 1 day and this time 38 weeks 1 day comes around…no baby. Mimi had been sleeping over for a week in case I went fast and she and hubs needed to catch again HAHA! Secretly I WAS hoping that would happen.
For the first time ever I wasn’t surprised with an early labor and began wondering when will I have this babe? In my mind I began trying to decide what method of induction I would consent to should I go past 41 weeks! I had been having what felt like real bouts of labor for weeks. They would come for 2 hours or so and the surges would get around 2 minutes apart and I would think this is it! I FINALLY get to meet my baby and then…nothing.
So on 39 weeks 2 days it started again at 11pm I figured well it’s probably that fake stuff again. Hubs and I went to bed and I didn’t even bother mentioning it. They were coming every 5-8 minutes but I didn’t think much of it. I kept running to the restroom but that was nothing new being late pregnancy.
Finally at 1am I thought well….it’s been a couple of hours…maybe I should wake someone up….I dunno. Finally at 1:40ish I woke up Ryan and he starts to get ready and I texted my mom (down the hall). At this point the surges were around 2-5 minutes. She comes in and starts calling the list of people: Doula Kim (who suggested we leave), Rachel (in charge of oiling me), Midwife Irma, and Tabitha (for obvious reasons!). She also called my Dad so he could stay with the kids so she could come with me.
Bean woke up at some point and saw all the commotion and wanted to come. He started crying because he wanted to come and also wanted Mimi to stay. I got his curious George settled for him and we finally left the house around 2:15? Maybe 2:20. We got to the hospital around 2:45 and Doula Kim was there waiting for us. The ride to the hospital was definitely uncomfortable. The surges went from around 5ish minutes to a little under 2 minutes during the car ride. I could see hubs was getting nervous. I made some small talk and even said “this baby has been so surprising in every way I bet it’s a girl because I’ve thought it’s a boy the whole time.” I knew hubs was just thinking where do I pull over if this baby needs to be born in the truck!!?
So we walked into the E.R. and they took us up to our room. I answered a few questions at the desk first and waited for them to find a wheel chair to push me….yeh…so anyway I get up to the room. I used the restroom and they said they wanted to monitor me for 20 minutes and I said I think I can handle that no problem!
In my mind I am hoping I am past 3cm. I was hoping for a short labor. At this point I was still talking and not really thinking it would be any time really soon. Suddenly my water broke. I about had a heart attack in my mind because I knew the surges would grow in intensity and I wasn’t sure how I would handle it.
At this point Irma wanted to check to see how far I was. I wasn’t sure I wanted to be checked since I thought if I’m not far that is NOT information I want but if I am I would love that happy news to help me along. I sat and thought a minute. I did consent and I was 8cm and +2! This was around 3:15 or so. I remember saying “Where’s mom? She’s going to miss it!” She did walk in around this time with coffee for hubs.
I had my first surge post water release and thought I don’t know if I can do this! I mentioned I wanted to get in the tub asap. I had another surge and I didn’t hear water running and I heard Rachel say “I think she wanted to get in the tub..” In my mind (or maybe my gut) I just knew there wouldn’t be time and apparently Irma knew this also.
I had one final surge post water release and said “here it comes!” My body began pushing her out. I’m not sure how many times I felt this freight train but I know overall it was only 3-4 minutes. I tried to get upright because I was still on my side and I wanted gravity to help but I only made it half way up, while my body felt very powerful my upper body muscles felt like wet noodles. So I ended up half up, half on my side, and halfway off the bed.
I remember saying I didn’t like that position, oh golly, and get it out. I made an effort to actually push the last 2 times. I don’t remember much else but I do remember when she came out and they handed her to me immediately and hubs shouted it’s a girl! I just was saying over and over how much I loved her and my body felt of course it’s a girl she is who has been missing from our family.
She nursed very soon after (after I had the chance to look at her for awhile and hold her) and she was so alert while everyone took a turn. While her birth was 4.5 hours and more intense than Cupcake’s it was still very easy on me. I only had 3 intense surges and 3 minutes of pushing. She weighed 6lbs 13ounces, was 20 inches long and was born on my wedding anniversary! Smart girl knows how to get her attention! Making us wait on pins and needles for a week and made sure we would never ever forget her birth day!
Hubs and Rachel unpacking the bag and the oils.
I felt most comfortable on my side with two pillows between my knees and then one under my stomach to support it. I felt like I could relax and breathe deeply without closing anything this way.
This was after my water released and I was at least an 8cm maybe a 9cm. I did need reminders to relax my face after that point.
This is what calmed me. Being held by everyone and being told I was fine and just gentle reminders to relax myself.
I remember (I think Rachel) telling me to relax my face, and Kim and hubs would remind me how far I was and how I was nearly done. This would give me the gumption to again relax my whole body and I would quietly whisper to myself that I CAN do this and I am the ONLY one who can. Nobody can do this for me.
The power of a whisper while nearing second stage labor. It’s amazing what positive words will do. I was only a couple minutes from pushing here.
Still able to relax between surges. Somehow still trying to track them on my phone. I’m not sure why I thought I needed to at that point, but at the time it seemed important.
I know Rachel had texted her to hurry and she was in the parking lot coming with coffee for hubs. She almost missed it again! So far her track record is good for getting to my kid’s births in the nick of time!
My whole dream team was there (even Tab behind the lens). I think Tiny was waiting for everyone. I really needed every person in this room to be there.
Here is where the freight train began. The most powerful feeling I’ve ever had. I love how hubs was so gently cradling my head to support me.
I’m surprised these two were this far (2ft) away. Also I love that they are holding hands. I do remember hearing them cheer me on.
Just like that, there she was. Another person to have my heart, forever. I just don’t know how I got along nearly 30 years without her.
Falling in love with our newest girl and with each other all over again.
Nothing in the world tops seeing your child’s face for the first time and finally meeting them. That instant all consuming love that is so powerful and quite addicting!
Big ugly cry for just being so joyful and thankful that I finally got to hold her.
Just obsessing and falling in love with our new little.
That little hand…was always up like that for her ultrasound and then also delivery. She must love to be smooshed!
Finally Daddy’s turn. I hate to admit but I don’t even think about other people holding my babies when they are first born! I just hog them all to myself for a good long while!
Her profile!!! Yum!!!!
Alexis…coolest nurse ever.
Nursing away. Love that first session. So much bonding.
Oh her perfect beautiful face!!!
Oh this boy is so baby crazy! He is beyond smitten with his second baby sister!!
They really can’t keep their hands (or their kisses) off of her!
Yes…she is THE sweetest older sister. It’s amazing.
Poppi had been up with the kids since around 2am! He and Mimi brought them by to meet their new little lovie around 7am…after watching curious George, getting dressed, and eating breakfast at a restaurant! YIKES! Then they had them all that day and the next. We sure are grateful for these two!
Little Tiny girl..we adore you so very much. More than you will ever know. Thank you for surprising our family in the best way!
To see my maternity photos go here.