It is late, but I still wanted to share.
Ten days past my due date and after weeks of on/off contractions, severe shooting pain in my upper thighs, combined with no sleep...I just wanted my baby to come! It was 3:00 am on November 15th and contractions were coming every 5 minutes for 3 hours. They were feeling more intense so I called the midwife on call and she said to come in to the birth center. We dropped the kids off at their aunties house and began our one hour journey to the birth center. The car ride was pretty uncomfortable,but I enjoyed spending some alone time with my husband and talking with him between contractions. A surprisingly weak contraction came as we pulled into the birth center parking lot. I looked at my husband and said, "We might as well turn around and go home."
A midwife greeted us at the birth center entrance This was the first time meeting her, so I did not feel one hundred percent comfortable with her. She showed us to the birthing rooms and looked at me and said, "I can tell just by looking at you that you are not in active labor." I explained to her how the contractions just became weaker. She checked my cervix and I was 4 cm and said that we can leave or stay and see if things progress. We decided to stay and get some rest.
It was 8:00 am and the midwife's shift ended. She told me that the other midwife would be arriving shortly.The midwife arrived and checked me. Now I was 5 cm, some progress, but still not having the intense contractions. We discussed breaking my bag of water, but I did not want to and then she told us to hang out and see what happens or go get something to eat. We were both hungry, so we left the birth center and ate breakfast at a cafe down the road.
We returned full-bellied and nourished and with all my gained energy I walked and bounced on the ball for two hours. The contractions started coming stronger and I could feel it in my back. Another two hours passed and the midwife finally gave me the go ahead to get in the tub. What a difference water makes. I immediately felt some relief and way more relaxed and continued to stay in the water for a few more hours. My midwife asked if I had any urges to push and I told her no. So, she asked if I wanted to be checked again and I agreed. This time I was 6 cm and she brought up the subject about rupturing my membranes. I remember looking at the clock and it was 6:00 pm and I told her to go ahead and break my water. I hopped back into the tub because I knew the contractions were about to get harder to handle. My husband got into the tub with me and it made me feel great to have him supporting me and rubbing me, but shortly after, I made him get out. I needed to spread out my arms and legs and to be fully submerged. Things were definitely progressing and it was now clear to me that I was going to meet my baby tonight.
I started to moan and groan in closed eye concentration with every contraction and all chatter between them had stopped. I had to pee so I got out of the tub. What a big mistake. I could not handle it out of the water and felt helpless. I made my way over to the bed so the midwife could check me. I was 9 cm. She had to leave because her shift was over. So, another midwife arrives.
The contractions were getting so close and unbearable. I desperately wanted to be back in the water, but could not get my body to leave the bed. The sudden urge to push came over me. I pushed and could feel my baby moving down. Another push and baby was crowning. I screamed and then yelled, "I cannot do thiiiiiiiiiis!" Pushed again and it burned soooo bad as his head appeared. Way worse than the birth of my daughter. I just kept screaming and yelling, "Is he out, is he out?!" One more push and he was born. "I am so happy!" is the first thing I said when she placed him on my chest. Some stitches were needed and then Storm and I got into the tub where we bonded. Storm was born at 8:26 pm on November 15th, 9 pounds 6 ounces and 20.5 inches.
This birth experience was not what I expected and I felt a little disappointed with myself for getting out of the tub, but overall I am happy about it.
Now I need to get caught up with reading all of your birth stories.