- 3 years ago
- Wedding: January 2010
Since third grade, watching A Baby Story on TLC with my mom, I knew I wanted a natural homebirth/water birth. When we found out I was pregnant, we went to my normal OB while we searched around and interviewed midwives . I stayed at the practice until 24 weeks, and then switched over. I picked my midwife because she does homebirths in her house, at your house, or at the local birthing center. With this being our first child, I found comfort in the fact that her house was right around the corner from the hospital and I could still have the birthing experience I have always wanted. So we chose to birth there. I also liked her because she really believes in what she does/what our bodies were made to do… so I never got a cervical check, I didn’t have fetal monitoring during labor, and I could eat/drink/do whatever my body was telling me to.
On to the birth story:
At 9 days over-due I thought our baby was going to stay inside forever! Horrible snowy weather, driving bans, and a car that kept dying from the cold? I didn’t blame her.
Early morning of 1/6 I woke up to a contraction at 2:20am, got up to go to the bathroom and went back to sleep. I woke up again at 4:40am, and out of excitement for something actually happening, I couldn’t fall back asleep. My contractions were 2-4 minutes apart, lasting about 30 seconds each and there were pretty consistent. I had heard so many women talk about how they thought they were in labor, but they actually weren’t… so I decided to take a bath, and act like nothing was going on. I had an appointment with my midwife at 11am, so DH and I went in as normal. She did a NST, and everything looked good… she could see the contractions on the monitor and told me to keep her posted throughout the day. We left, got Subway, and went back home to hibernate.
Contractions were getting more intense, I couldn’t sleep through them because of the back pain, so I just relaxed. I invited my SIL over for dinner to help keep my occupied, and then we drove to my other SIL’s house to watch The Bachelor. At this point, my contractions were still growing with intensity so I called my husband around 9pm and asked him to come pick me up. When he arrived, I told him we should call my doula and let her know what’s going on because the weather was horrible, and she was going to be driving out to my house while I continued to labor. He called her, she said to call back in an hour with an update. When he hung up the phone, I told him we need to go to the midwife’s house right then and there. So we drove home, he packed up the car, and I called my midwife to let her know. We called the doula back and told her to meet us at the midwife’s house and skip coming out to our’s.
We arrived at the house at 10:20pm. My midwife listened to baby’s heartbeat with the doppler, and then once my doula arrived (10:40pm) they set up the pool, DH put on my birthing playlist, and I just labored. Because of the back labor, I found that the only way I could get through contractions was by standing and moving through them. I couldn’t lay down, I couldn’t sit down, I couldn’t do anything other than stand and leaning on the birthing ball that I put up on the bed. My DH was amazing- he just stood behind me and moved back and forth holding my hips through contractions. As time went on, contractions were still back to back to back, and my legs were getting so tired. We decided to fill up the bathtub and see if it helped. The water felt amazing between contractions (it slowed them a little too which was nice), but during contractions I couldn’t move at all so I got out pretty quickly.
A few more hours passed, and I started to feel the urge to push. I got in the birthing pool, but again the back labor was too intense and I couldn’t get through the contractions like I could standing, so unfortunately I knew I wasn’t going to have her in the water. Then, I felt a whole different type on contraction- I could literally feel my baby moving down and turning her body. As soon as she did that, the back pain was gone and it was for real time to push.
I asked my doula to grab the birthing stool and with every contraction, my body pushed about 3 times. The first two were not so bad, but the third push was always painful. Because of this, my midwife told me to lie down on my side for 15 minutes because she could tell (by the way I was acting) that my cervix wasn’t completely gone. This was difficult, because my body wanted to push and they told me I couldn’t add to it & that I just needed to let my body to the work naturally. After 4 contractions on each side, I was able to get back on the stool and push with all of my might. Then about 10 minutes later, my incredibly alert, wide-eyed baby was born!
My husband was able to catch her and then we did skin to skin. We waited for the placenta to pump the blood back into our baby, and then once I delivered it; DH cut the cord. They did an exam on me & baby. I didn’t tear at all, but did get some hemorrhoids (ouch). Baby latched right away, I was able to pee and eat, and then we went home!
Overall, I’m very happy with my birthing experience. When you choose to birth outside of a hospital, you tend to get a lot of criticism from people. We had many many people tell us we were making a bad decision; that our child was not safe. Sometimes it was hard to get past all of the horror stories people would share, but I’m so thankful I trusted my body, baby and my God through the whole process.
For people interested in homebirth: do your research, keep your SO informed, find a good midwife/doula, and trust your instincts. I’m so happy I was able to!
Introducing Elexa Leigh – 8lbs 14ounces, 21 inches long, born at 5:29am on 1/7/2014. Our sweet little blizzard baby with a 14.75 round head!