The Birth Of Zoyya Xuxa
I knew I was nearing the last days of my third pregnancy, but felt as though I had a few days left and I was really enjoying what time was left. I wasn’t quite ready for the birth and hadn’t really thought much about how I hoped it would go. A few things were certain though, it would be an unassisted birth, and I would deliver her myself. I had my second son unassisted 19 months earlier and had labored alone and caught him myself while my husband and older child watched. I loved the experience and hoped for something similar.
On the evening of April 21 I started feeling some stronger contractions. They seemed to be fairly rhythmic and I started wondering if perhaps this was the beginning of labor. It was around 10pm and I let Jon know that things might be progressing. I relaxed for a while and worked on some last minute projects to keep myself distracted. I was still hesitant to declare myself in labor, but I was quickly becoming convinced.
Around 11pm the boys started stirring a little in the bedroom. I went in to lay down with them and just enjoyed being snuggled between them. I knew our family was changing and just wanted to enjoy a little time with them. After some pretty strong contractions laying down I figured it was time just to take a nice relaxing bath and prepare myself for what was to come.
Somewhere between midnight and 1am I decided this was definitely labor and I warned Jon to get some sleep because he would be on full-time Daddy/errand boy duty the next day as I was sure we were going to have a baby by then. He figured that sounded like a good idea and headed off with the assurance that I would wake him if I needed anything.
Happy to have some peace and quiet to deal with the contractions, I busied myself preparing some laborade, picking out music and lighting candles. It was getting harder to distract myself and walking was getting harder. It was definitely time to get in the tub for a while. I got in and out of the water and paced around for a while then got back in. The water was nice and it helped some, but the pain was becoming harder to gain control of. I kept reminding myself that I *COULD* do this and I *HAD* done it before. I really enjoyed the quiet of night and was so thankful for another night labor. I loved being alone and hoped no one would wake up just yet.
Around 4:15 am or so I started laboring on the toilet. My poor stomach felt horrible and the contractions were becoming too much. I wasn’t sure if I should wake Jon and the boys in case they wanted to watch or if I should wait a while longer. After several contractions I figured I would drain the tub and fill it with fresh water then wake them. I could hear that my younger boy was awake anyway and wanted to be sure he was okay. Sure enough they were all awake and I told Jon it wouldn’t be long. They made their way to the living room and I went back to the toilet to deal with another contraction figuring I would fill the tub after that.
Immediately after that contraction was another, then my water burst. I practically leapt off the toilet and into a squat on the bathroom floor. I looked down just in time to see a head full of hair coming out. Before I even had time to think her slippery little body was in my hands. In shock I yelled out, “She’s born!” and Jon and the boys made their way down the hall. Jon immediately began covering the baby with towels and blankets and then got me comfortable to wait for the placenta. I delivered it in a few minutes. The boys just marvelled excitedly at their new sister. After the placenta was delivered Jon held our new daughter while I cleaned myself up a little then we made our way out to the living room, where Jon had set up the futon and prepared a nice little bed for us to get to know our newest member.
After about 30 minutes or so I realized that I was becoming alarmingly dizzy. I was losing gushes of blood every time I moved and was having trouble focusing. I made my way to the bathroom and took some cayenne capsules and cursed the fact that I hadn’t picked up any Sheppard's Purse. I nearly passed out and spent what seemed like forever on my hands and knees on the bathroom floor. I had to crawl back to the living room as I couldn’t stand. I had Jon bring me some RRL tea and encouraged my toddler to nurse to help the uterus contract. I warned Jon that I thought I was losing too much blood and told him to make sure I didn’t pass out.
After a few more minutes it became clear that I had lost far too much blood. I was having a really hard time keeping conscious and so I got Jon to cut off a small piece of the placenta for me to eat. It seemed like almost instantly after I swallowed it I started to feel better. I was very weak, but at least the bleeding was under control. Nature really is amazing to provide such a perfect remedy! After some chlorophyll, lots of fluids, a big meal, and some sleep I am feeling much better.
All in all it was an amazing experience! What a wonderful way for our girl to enter the world. We are thrilled that she was born on Earth Day, seems so fitting for a child of ours J
The official stats are: Name: Zoyya Xuxa Born at 4:45am, weight is approx. 9 lbs, beautiful healthy girl!