I haven't written out my story yet, but Maxwell Joseph was born at home on July 23rd. 7 pounds 9 ounces and 20 3/4 inches long. Furry brown hair and cute monkey hair allover his body, like all my kids have had 
Basically Labor started that morning at 4 am but ended after a few hours. Then at 6:30 pm it started up again with a vengence. Really bad. A minute on/a minute off. like transition. My midwife showed up and checked me and said 4cm. I was like there is no way!! (BTW, i forgot to use my hypnobrthing :LOL) Within minutes I was in like a MAJOR transition and pushing. My MW felt again and said 8 cm. But I could not control the pushing. I got in the tub thinking maybe I could slow things down a bit but it just got even more intense. I was like still feeling the pain of transition and pushing at the same time. His head was coming down low. After 5 minutes his heartrate dropped and wasn't coming up between contractions. The transition pain continued throughout the whole pushing phase. It sucked! I never imagined that happenning, last time the labor pain, especially the intense pain of transition ended before the pushing urges started. This time transition continued through the whole pushing phase, WTF? It even hurt really bad when the midwife put the doppler on my belly, excruciating, I don' know why I was so sensitive. His elbow was presenting with his head, the MW tried to push it back and he ended up with a nuchal hand. I blasted him out, with no tears, not even a skidmark, after my MW put the oxygen mask over my face. He was born at 7:50pm. He came out blue and white and not breathing or responsive. He had a heartrate but it was really low. I tried to give him a couple breaths while the MW cut his cord (after asking if it was OK with me) and they couldn't get him to breathe so they gave him a few breaths with the bag and mask. Once he started breathing he was still breathing really slow so they bagged him a minute. Then just gave him some blow by O2 while I got out of the tub and settled into bed. They handed him to me and he latched on right away. From there on out everything was pretty normal. The MW's cleaned up, tucked us in. DH had to play a show that night in town so he put DS (the 3yo) to sleep. One of the midwives stayed with me for a little while after he left. She emptied and cleaned the birthing tub and then left. Baby and I had a little while all to ourselves. It was waaay crazy compared to my last homebirth.
Thank g-d I was at home, I can only imagine the horrible things that could have happenned had we been at the hospital.
Basically Labor started that morning at 4 am but ended after a few hours. Then at 6:30 pm it started up again with a vengence. Really bad. A minute on/a minute off. like transition. My midwife showed up and checked me and said 4cm. I was like there is no way!! (BTW, i forgot to use my hypnobrthing :LOL) Within minutes I was in like a MAJOR transition and pushing. My MW felt again and said 8 cm. But I could not control the pushing. I got in the tub thinking maybe I could slow things down a bit but it just got even more intense. I was like still feeling the pain of transition and pushing at the same time. His head was coming down low. After 5 minutes his heartrate dropped and wasn't coming up between contractions. The transition pain continued throughout the whole pushing phase. It sucked! I never imagined that happenning, last time the labor pain, especially the intense pain of transition ended before the pushing urges started. This time transition continued through the whole pushing phase, WTF? It even hurt really bad when the midwife put the doppler on my belly, excruciating, I don' know why I was so sensitive. His elbow was presenting with his head, the MW tried to push it back and he ended up with a nuchal hand. I blasted him out, with no tears, not even a skidmark, after my MW put the oxygen mask over my face. He was born at 7:50pm. He came out blue and white and not breathing or responsive. He had a heartrate but it was really low. I tried to give him a couple breaths while the MW cut his cord (after asking if it was OK with me) and they couldn't get him to breathe so they gave him a few breaths with the bag and mask. Once he started breathing he was still breathing really slow so they bagged him a minute. Then just gave him some blow by O2 while I got out of the tub and settled into bed. They handed him to me and he latched on right away. From there on out everything was pretty normal. The MW's cleaned up, tucked us in. DH had to play a show that night in town so he put DS (the 3yo) to sleep. One of the midwives stayed with me for a little while after he left. She emptied and cleaned the birthing tub and then left. Baby and I had a little while all to ourselves. It was waaay crazy compared to my last homebirth.
Thank g-d I was at home, I can only imagine the horrible things that could have happenned had we been at the hospital.
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