Maya Leigh - September 23, 2004
I'm ridiculously behind on reading posts -- let's not even talk about responding to them.
Thursday morning, September 23, I woke around 8am with a crampiness that was "new," even after spending the night on the pot (TMI...it was so bad, I had to take a bath for my poor tushy!).
I ran a bath, and as soon as I lowered myself into the tub, my water broke! There were little bits of vernix floating everywhere, but otherwise, it was clear. Called my midwife to let her know (she was suprised, since her bets were on my going 41 weeks), and said we'd touch base periodically over the day.
In the photos, you'll see pictures of me outside...my final "pregnant" shots, since I'd neglected to take any pictures since 30 weeks. Look over my shoulder...as I walked toward the edge of my complex (to overlook a mountain view), a doe was waiting there for me!
My mw had a 1:30 appointment, and I told her no problem for her to hit it...then she'd come to my house by around 3pm. Around 2:30-2:45, the crampiness that I'd THOUGHT were contractions suddenly changed, and I found myself hanging on furniture through what I'd assumed was transition. MW arrived a bit after 3, just for me to learn that while I was 100% effaced, I'd only dilated to 3cm. With my permission, she "stretched" me to 4cm (really, that was easy).
Contractions continued, and we (okay, I didn't do anything other than say "that's too hot!") filled up the fishy pool at the foot of my bed. Ah, relief. Sort of. From there, I travelled into that neverworld zone known as laborland. I vaguely remember standing in the doorway to the kitchen, hearing MW tell my cousin and S/O that she was going to run out for a salad, and would be right back. I'm not sure if I said anything or not, but I started to feel PANIC. No! Don't leave me!
Another check soon after that showed that NOW, I was at 7cm, and hitting transition -- only 2 hours after checking at 3cm! This baby wasn't taking her time. Within an hour after that, I'd begun feeling *very* pushy, and back in the water, didn't let my mw get near enough to me to check to make sure I was really dilated fully. The idea of being touched sounded like torture. At some point, I finally felt inside myself, and told them, "I feel a head." With that, my mw did check me (she was in disbelief -- first time moms aren't supposed to work that fast!), and verified, yes...I really was pushing.
Maya Leigh was born at 5:58pm, after only 3 hours (but VERY intense hours) of "active" labor. She's beautiful, and of course, I'm in love. At 6 pounds, 4 ounces (39 weeks 6 days), and 19-1/2 inches, she's a petite dollbaby.
The past six days have been a huge adjustment, and each day brings changes. As soon as I get used to one "routine," the next day is completely different!
I'll post a couple photos in the yahoo group, assuming it ever lets me do more than create an empty album...
(Okay, YG still doesn't even give me the "add photos" option, so here's the whole PG-rated photo album.) http://tinyurl.com/4ekyl
Somewhere along the way, I suppose I'll actually write a more "put together" birth story, but for now, I'm still dealing with tailbone achiness...
I hope everyone's well! We're over the moon here.