What Was The Best Memory You Have From Your Birth? - Page 3

[KBinSATX]

I gave birth to my daughter while kneeling on the floor in front of the bed. Dh and the midwife caught her together and handed her to me between my legs for me to hold her.
I am not sure why but I really loved having her handed to me immediately.
That's the memory I cherish most from my daughter's birth in September.
My son's birth was a lot more challenging. To be honest my best memory from his birth (May 06) was sharing the bed with him that first night - what a wonder to suddenly have this new person in my life, my bed, etc.

[dancin_mama]

Favorite moments of baby no.1:

Waking up 'knowing' that the start of labour had begun and without a word my husband rolling over and spooning me.

Going to the grocery store to have some lunch while stopping intermittently for contractions to pursue.

Taking a trip to the pond and labouring up to my waist where people were swimming all around. Playing with the sand with my toes and floating in between contractions. (I did not, however, enjoy the rush hour traffic on the way home).

At the birth center meeting my wonderful MW and doula.

Sleeping on my husband at midnight while labouring on a ball.

On the last push helping my sweet little one come into this world by lifting his body out of my own.

Looking at his wondrous eyes as he uneventfully coughed and took his first breaths without even a whimper.

Laughing as I held him (still on my belly) and realized (as he passed meconium on me) that there are so many more surprises that are yet to come and children WILL always surprise you!

Baby no.2 coming in March.

[tinyblackdot]

Seeing DH look at dd for the first time (after he got up off of the floor from almost faiting, its quite a joke around here)

Breastfeeding

When my mom saw her first grandchild being born.

[Chloe'sMama]

looking at my husband with tears of joy in his eyes, when my daughters head was born.

The moment I got to hold her in my arms for the first time, bare chest to slippery baby!

[babysnyder'smommy]

My birthing experience was everything I hoped for!
My DH and I were in our bedroom in the birthing pool with only candle light and Enya playing in the background. Our midwives would only come into the room every 1/2 hour to check Laila's heartbeat with a fetoscope. My DH would rub my back, rock me gently in the water on his lap, and help me visualize our beautiful baby we were about to meet. Our cat would reach up and touch my hand when I would lean over the side of the pool during a contraction!

Looking down at the mirror and feeling her head (full of hair!) as she crowned was amazing!!

After her birth our midwives watch her from a distance, didn't say a word and just let us be a family for an hour afterwards!

My DH's favorite part was delivering her and having her grab his pinky as he was lifting her out of the water!

[akwifeandmomma]

Originally Posted by babysnyder'smommy

My birthing experience was everything I hoped for!
My DH and I were in our bedroom in the birthing pool with only candle light and Enya playing in the background. Our midwives would only come into the room every 1/2 hour to check Laila's heartbeat with a fetoscope. My DH would rub my back, rock me gently in the water on his lap, and help me visualize our beautiful baby we were about to meet. Our cat would reach up and touch my hand when I would lean over the side of the pool during a contraction!

Looking down at the mirror and feeling her head (full of hair!) as she crowned was amazing!!

After her birth our midwives watch her from a distance, didn't say a word and just let us be a family for an hour afterwards!

My DH's favorite part was delivering her and having her grab his pinky as he was lifting her out of the water!

How wonderful!

[phatchristy]

There was this moment, after I had gotten out of the tub and and had to move to the bed. We were all just sitting there, enjoying the new baby. And, I was leaning back, sort of resting slightly sideways (posterior babe my butt was bruised LOL) and was watching everyone. I couldn't help but tear up because every person in the room just exuded some high level of joy that you just don't see---especially my older children which I think was what got me the most.

On some levels I am intuitive, and I knew and even thought in my head that there are so few moments in life that perfect that I vowed to forever remember how I felt and what I saw.

And, sure in homebirths there are so many perfect and beautiful moments...but that was one that I particularly treasure.

[*MamaJen*]

I remember how moments before DS was born, everything was so calm and still. I was sitting in the pool with a baby's head sticking out between my legs (which I found kind of amusing), and there was no fear or pain. I could hear the sound of the water in the rub, and soft music playing, and DP and I kept on leaning in to give each other little kisses, and the midwives were being so calm and supportive. It was a pretty incredible moment.

And of course, lying of the sofa after the birth and holding DS against my chest and staring at him in awe and realizing how much I loved him.

Also, the grilled cheese and cherry coke I had after the birth were utterly amazing. Oh my god. Nothing else has ever tasted that good.

[dollyanna]

Originally Posted by g&a

after she was born and laying on my tummy she kicked and it was funny because that's where she was kicking me on the inside.
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: I totally thought about that the first time they laid her on my stomach.

Also on the lighter side, I pushed for almost 2 hours and then she came out all at once; head, shoulders, body. She caught everyone by surprise a little bit and she barely got caught. She shot out like a football!

After she was born, I was amazed by how calm and awake she was. She spent the first hour and a half or so of her life totally silent, just taking it all in. I was totally in love.

[Belia]

Feeling my son's body come sliding out of me... Once his head was born, the rest of him came right away. I could feel his shoulders and bones and legs.... just so cool.

And afterward I felt so relieved and terrified and joyful all at once. I couldn't believe that after all of those months of waiting I actually had a baby.

Still can't believe it, actually!!!

[Pernillep]

Originally Posted by Girlprof

With DS, first baby and trying to get to the hospital as late as possible. When the MW told me I was 9 cm, I yelled out "I rock!"

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LOL I did the same thing
I was about 8 CM when I got checked at the hospital and I even high fived DH. I am not the high five'ing type of girl.

Most of my memories are not beautiful or peaceful.... just funny.

The look on DHs face when the car wouldn't start to go to the hospital is priceless. I was between contractions and thought it was funny. He had driven from the garage to the front so it would be easier to get in. He flooded the engine and it wouldn't work.

Other than that the feeling of finally meeting DS after a traumatic final birth. He had the cord wrapped around his neck 3 times and was just not coming out. I don't remember any pain at that point just the look on his face when I saw him for the first time. He was so curious and examining me.

[RavenMcshane]

after 2 and a half hours of pushing hearing my sister say "oh look at his face" and I reached down between my legs and felt his little head. I just started to ball. It was so so sweet. and getting him in my arms all slippery I just wanted to never let him go

[Carlyle]

What a great thread. I'm tearing up and it's been over 2 years since I gave birth!

Just after my dd was born, my husband put his face RIGHT in front of mine nose to nose and put his hand on the back of my head and whispered shakily to me (with tears in his eyes--and he's not one to cry) "she's SO beautiful!" That was the best moment of the 40 hour birth!

And holding my dd for the first time and staring each other while everyone around us said inconsequential things ("that molding on her head will go away" "blah blah blah" none of it mattered, she was beautiful and perfect to me!) I have a picture from this moment that my mom took--it is a picture of my face as I'm staring down at my daughter who's on my chest covered by white sheets--the picture is totally blurry and overexposed everywhere except for my head, but somehow that blurry crowd of hands and sheets and white-ness fluttering all around my head perfectly captures how I felt at that moment...like the whole world was fluttering around me (like angels?), and I was SO so happy and blissed out...nothing mattered except the tiny area between my head and my daughter's head.

[2ndtimearound]

I have to say the best memory I have from my birthing has to be having my mother there for my 2 C-section. She was not there for her first grandchild, my son who is 8 now. But this time I made sure she was there for her granddaughter. It was beautiful. We both cried when we finally heard that first cry in the new world and she was thrilled to cut the cord. Even though the tears quickly turned to concerns, fears for I started to bleed internally and had to be rushed back to the operating room. And after what may have seem like an eternity, I woke to my loving husband, my mother, my son, mother in law, sister in law and wonderful nurses, (who later became my good friends) and my beautiful baby girl (NATALIS) beside me. My doctor later told me that he wasn't sure if I was going to make it. But thank god he never gave up. It took 2 long weeks to recover in the hospital, but I made it. And now here I am sharing my story with everyone and enjoying life more. Even though I still suffer from pains and have to take medications, but I have been blessed to at least conceive 2 loving children. I would do it all over again with no hesitation. My kids were worth it. I can no longer have anymore children but I always said my limit was 2*winkwink*.:

[hapersmion]

Believe it or not, I think my best memory (from a great birth) is the drive. We drove five hours in early labor to get to the Farm. It was January and the middle of the night. I was wrapped up comfortably, with my body pillow, dozing most of the way, but I kept waking up to watch the moon shining on the snow at the sides of the road as we drove over the plateau, and watching the sky slowly get lighter and eventually, the sun coming up behind us. The landscape gradually changed as we came down towards the Nashville area and we watched the snow going away, and we everything got lighter and brighter and sunnier as we spotted hawk after hawk (really, it seemed like there was one every mile), and stopped at every single rest area along the way... The cheap, mass-produced, gas-station sandwich I picked up just after dawn was one of the tastiest things I've ever had.

[mytwogirls]

With my first it was finally after three hours of pushing a posterior baby out, I was crowning, my Ob looks up at me and says "Are you ready to change your life?" knowing I would finally deliver soon. It was something I will remember as being a mommy for the first time. :

With the second it was hearing my husband say "Ahhh" as I was pushing and I wondered what the heck could look so great down there for him to say that (I was having a natural, un-medicated birth) but I was pushing her head out and didn't really know it, believe it or not, and he said "the baby is beautiful." I just started crying as I delivered the rest of her and just held her for what seemed like forever. :

[KristyDi]

Not much about my birth went the way I had wanted. Inductions and monitors, and being confined to bed 1st because of insane blood pressure then the epidural etc.

But watching in the mirror as I pushed. My sister actually saw her first. I was concentrating on pushing and I heard her say, "oh she has hair!" with such surprise and joy. I hadn't thought I'd want the mirror, but I asked for it then.

Seeing dd's head come a little further each time. Knowing that I was capable of doing this after all after doubting and beginning to think I might need a c-section less than an hour before.

My eyes stayed glued to that mirror till the mw needed to move it to catch dd. And catch is the right verb. DD was born quickly in one big push after less than 30min of pushing. The epidural made it so I couldn't feel much, but I did feel that swoosh as she slid out. It was amazing and I was surprised by it. I was thinking I had lots of work ahead of me.

[nkintzel]

THIS IS AN AWESOME THREAD!

Ok. So, my first birth was 15 years ago. I was in the hospital and 15 years old, myself. There was mostly confusion and boredom. Honestly, the most amazing memory is when I realized that there were about 20 of my family members outside the room and my little brother (only 13 at the time) had brought all of his friends! I felt so loved and kind of like a celebrity! hahha! And, my grandma brought me chicken salad on a croissant, which I had been BEGGING for for hours!

This last birth happened at home, in the pool 7 months ago. The entire experience was amazing and I have lots of amazing memories. Of course, reaching down and feeling his head as he was crowing was amazing. I made my husband feel it, too.

My 15 year old daughter was absolutely beyond giddy right after Ethan was born after a VERY INTENSE 2 hour labor. It was a freakishly hot 90 degree May day, and we were all sweating our butts off. Molly (dd) had been running up and down the stairs, trying to get the pool filled while my husband rubbed my back and belly, and preparing some goulash for the birth team. When Ethan was born, she got my cellphone and just started calling and texting everyone and she sounded like a total crack head! hahhaha! She called my parents and IL's and everyone and was just going, "WE HAVE A BABY! WE HAVE A BABY!"

hahaha, and then the incredible sense of peace when everything was all cleaned up, the midwives were gone, and my daughter sleepily crawled in bed with my husband and her new little brother and me and said, "Mama? Is it OK if I go to bed now?"

She slept for 2 solid days after that.

Oh, I could go on and on. My birth was absolutely beautiful, and one of the most amazing parts was the contributions of my daughter.

[g&a]

ok, I thought of something. I got staring at the hospital walls and thinking I was bored and wishing I was at the biirth center where we had planned to birth. I said something to my husband about how they should put some art on the walls and he hauls out his cell phone and starts showing me pictures of DD#1 taken from his camera phone. They are really bad pictures but boy was it nice to see them. It reminded me why I was doing this. It was amazing, really, I think that was the transition into real active labour.
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[namistenicole]

With DS it's the many hours I spent with my husband at home timing contractions before we went to the hospital. And the day after the birth, having DS sleep on my chest for the first time. That was heaven.

With DD, it was when the midwives told me to reach down and catch my baby girl. I put my hands under her armpits, pushed one more time, and pulled her to my chest. She was so heavy, warm and slippery. It was amazing.