Okay. I'm very late, but finally have a short version of our birth typed out.
So here's Thane's birth story:
Thane Lawrence was born on July thirteenth. Here's the funny thing... when I first called my midwife last October, I told her my edd was July sixteenth. I told her the full moon was on the twelfth, and most of my babies are born on the thirteenth, so to schedule me for 1am on the thirteenth.
Early morning on the twelfth I went to the bathroom and realize I had bloody show. Contractions were few, but I wore pads all day. My midwife lives about seven hours away, so we asked her to be here early evening, around boys' bedtime. Well, she got a very late start.
Evening came and contractions started up. Boys went to bed with the promise that we'd wake them up when baby came.
The contractions never got overly intense or very regular, but around eleven I knew it was getting close. The midwife was stuck in construction work, so I had John call my little sister in case any boys woke up.
The most uncomfortable thing was the very full bladder feeling I had with my fourth baby whose water didn't break till his head came. This one hadn't broken yet, either.
At a bit after one, I knew pushing was close, but I had to go to the toilet so bad, I asked John to help me one last time before the midwife arrived.
As soon as I sat on the toilet the pushing urge hit. I slid off the toilet enough for John to catch the baby as he was born in one gigantic push, in caul. There was no crowning, pushing shoulders, etc. Just one mighty push.
I grabbed him up and said, "Oh, I love you!"
I was so happy to have it over with so easily. His cord was twice around his neck, so we slipped it off. He cried his first cry as the midwife flew up the stairs.
It was 1:11am.
I gave her a hard time about being ten minutes late.
Thane is a sweetheart, and has fit well into family life. Recovery has been amazing.
Wish I could figure out how to get a picture attached!