He was born at home Wednesday night, in the pool, at 10 pm - after a one hour active labour!
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Birth story - shouldn't take too long lol!
Sitting on my birth ball at 7pm and had a few BH that I could feel around the cervix, but they didn't hurt, they were just different than usual.
Went to the toilet at 7:30 and looked down while flushing and noticed my mucus plug.
woohoo!
So I drew myself a bath while Simon irritably started to put the kids to bed.
While in the bath for about 15 minutes I had 3 of the same contractions. I realized that I was probably going into labour and would have him at some point that evening.
So I called Sim in and told him he better get in a better mood because I lost my plug and would be having him.
So Simon put the kids to bed, I read a chapter of my book and had a thought that the dishes weren't done and the birth pool wasn't up.
So I got out, got dressed and went down to do the dishes.
I finished them and posted on FB about labour starting.
Watched a bit of tv til the pool was filled.
At 8:30, I got in to the pool and I was able to just breath through my contractions and chat with Sim. I figured I had a few more hours of this.
At 9 I went to the toilet and things really started to pick up. Contractions were about 3 minutes apart and I couldn't concentrate on anything else. I am a moaner and realized that I was having to vocalize with every contraction so I told Sim to call Melissa my MW. I still had the thought that maybe we were calling her too soon.
I went back down to the pool and had 2 more contractions before I called Sim over to sit in front of me so I could hold onto him. He had his phone with him and I yelled at him to put it down and stop texting! (turns out he was timing my contractions bless him)
2 more contractions and I started shaking with transition. They were right on top of each other.
I told Sim I was in transition and with those 2 contractions I could feel his head bearing down.
My MW was not there yet and I reached down and felt my membranes bulging out. I had no idea what the hell it was, it felt like an arm sticking out. The membranes were so tough. Another contraction and I told Sim he was coming and I couldn't stop.
So Sim told me to calm my breathing and try and slow down.
I tried but good lord, this child wanted out!
Melissa then showed up at 9:50 and told me that my membranes were not an arm, just my membranes and to just go with the feeling.
Next contraction his head started to crown and filled in the membranes.
Then his head was out, in the caul, in a compound presentation with his hand up next to his face.
I wish I had photos or video of that, the way Sim describes it just sounds otherworldly, the membranes pressed across this white face and hand.
I knew that he had his hand up while inside me because he was always scrabbling at my cervix (which hurt like hell!) but I really didn't expect it to come out with his head.
My sister in law Mary arrived at this point and traded places with Sim so he could catch the baby.
Next contraction and I only push him out to his waist, it hurts so much from all the pressure built up from his waters, he sticks there.
With both my other kids, once the head was out, the rest just slipped out. But not this one. Melissa was turning him a bit and trying to get me to push him out - I think I screamed please get him OUT!!
So Melissa broke his waters and the next contraction out he came.
10 pm. Holy smoke that was fast.
She passed him through my legs and when I brought him to the surface his eyes were shut tight and he didn't make a sound. Just totally peaceful.
he was a very odd shade of lilac!
Now he is a very bright shade of red.
I was really not expecting to have him that day, I had no feeling at all that I would go into labour.
But it's done now, and i was SO DONE with being pregnant.
and he's here, and he's lovely and round and looks a lot like my dd did when she was born. I was expecting him to look like my ds for some reason. I was also expecting him to be a bit smaller, but he was 8lbs6oz.
I'm sore, and very tired, I feel like the last 6 months have just been one big side effect and I realize I have a lot of recovering to do.
So I am going to take things slowly.
UNFORTUNATELY, my MIL is going through a manic phase right now and is here and being manic and weird and happy and crying and spaced out and not helping at all, and I am fed up with her already and just want her to leave but don't want to upset her because she is so obviously unwell.
le sigh.
but at least I have a gorgeous round baby to smell and cuddle and sleep next to.
http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos..._4793765_n.jpg
Birth story - shouldn't take too long lol!
Sitting on my birth ball at 7pm and had a few BH that I could feel around the cervix, but they didn't hurt, they were just different than usual.
Went to the toilet at 7:30 and looked down while flushing and noticed my mucus plug.
woohoo!
So I drew myself a bath while Simon irritably started to put the kids to bed.
While in the bath for about 15 minutes I had 3 of the same contractions. I realized that I was probably going into labour and would have him at some point that evening.
So I called Sim in and told him he better get in a better mood because I lost my plug and would be having him.
So Simon put the kids to bed, I read a chapter of my book and had a thought that the dishes weren't done and the birth pool wasn't up.
So I got out, got dressed and went down to do the dishes.
I finished them and posted on FB about labour starting.
Watched a bit of tv til the pool was filled.
At 8:30, I got in to the pool and I was able to just breath through my contractions and chat with Sim. I figured I had a few more hours of this.
At 9 I went to the toilet and things really started to pick up. Contractions were about 3 minutes apart and I couldn't concentrate on anything else. I am a moaner and realized that I was having to vocalize with every contraction so I told Sim to call Melissa my MW. I still had the thought that maybe we were calling her too soon.
I went back down to the pool and had 2 more contractions before I called Sim over to sit in front of me so I could hold onto him. He had his phone with him and I yelled at him to put it down and stop texting! (turns out he was timing my contractions bless him)
2 more contractions and I started shaking with transition. They were right on top of each other.
I told Sim I was in transition and with those 2 contractions I could feel his head bearing down.
My MW was not there yet and I reached down and felt my membranes bulging out. I had no idea what the hell it was, it felt like an arm sticking out. The membranes were so tough. Another contraction and I told Sim he was coming and I couldn't stop.
So Sim told me to calm my breathing and try and slow down.
I tried but good lord, this child wanted out!
Melissa then showed up at 9:50 and told me that my membranes were not an arm, just my membranes and to just go with the feeling.
Next contraction his head started to crown and filled in the membranes.
Then his head was out, in the caul, in a compound presentation with his hand up next to his face.
I wish I had photos or video of that, the way Sim describes it just sounds otherworldly, the membranes pressed across this white face and hand.
I knew that he had his hand up while inside me because he was always scrabbling at my cervix (which hurt like hell!) but I really didn't expect it to come out with his head.
My sister in law Mary arrived at this point and traded places with Sim so he could catch the baby.
Next contraction and I only push him out to his waist, it hurts so much from all the pressure built up from his waters, he sticks there.
With both my other kids, once the head was out, the rest just slipped out. But not this one. Melissa was turning him a bit and trying to get me to push him out - I think I screamed please get him OUT!!
So Melissa broke his waters and the next contraction out he came.
10 pm. Holy smoke that was fast.
She passed him through my legs and when I brought him to the surface his eyes were shut tight and he didn't make a sound. Just totally peaceful.
he was a very odd shade of lilac!
Now he is a very bright shade of red.
I was really not expecting to have him that day, I had no feeling at all that I would go into labour.
But it's done now, and i was SO DONE with being pregnant.
and he's here, and he's lovely and round and looks a lot like my dd did when she was born. I was expecting him to look like my ds for some reason. I was also expecting him to be a bit smaller, but he was 8lbs6oz.
I'm sore, and very tired, I feel like the last 6 months have just been one big side effect and I realize I have a lot of recovering to do.
So I am going to take things slowly.
UNFORTUNATELY, my MIL is going through a manic phase right now and is here and being manic and weird and happy and crying and spaced out and not helping at all, and I am fed up with her already and just want her to leave but don't want to upset her because she is so obviously unwell.
le sigh.
but at least I have a gorgeous round baby to smell and cuddle and sleep next to.
