We named him Julian Wallace. He weighs 7 pounds, 2.5 ounces and is 20 inches long.
I had the birth of my dreams. Everything went so perfectly, and my body knew exactly what to do.
I'd been having light cramping since Thursday morning, nothing that I paid any attention to. Sunday night they seemed a little more regular, but still just a dull pain. I had a bath around 8pm to see if they would subside, or if they'd keep going. They stuck around obviously.
At 1:30 or so, DH and I decided to go to bed, and my contractions got a little more intense. At 2:25 I started to time them to see what was going on. At this time I still figured after I fell asleep they'd go away. I was able to time them myself until about 3:30 and then Jeff (DH) took over. I had to vocalize through them at this point. At 4:30, we stopped timing them and I got up to make a post and clean the kitchen. I figured if this was it, I wanted the kitchen to be clean when my doula arrived.
We took the dog for a walk, and then I sent Jeff back to bed. While he was sleeping I tried to sleep between contractions (impossible!) and then ended up taking a bath. My labor was all in my back, down my right leg, and in my hips. There was no comfortable position for me. The bath was nice and spaced the contractions out some. At this point they had been coming every 2-3 minutes and lasting 45 seconds to a minute. At 7:30 I woke DH up because I didn't feel I could get through them alone anymore and we had some things to take care of. He called our Doula and gave the midwife a heads up about what was going on. (Unfortunatly our Doula was MIA until about 10). Tracy (my midwife) asked if we wanted to come into the BirthCenter and I wasn't sure. I had no idea how far along I was, and didn't want to end up in there to early. Since I didn't seem to have a latent phase of labor, I thought thats what I was doing. We ended up deciding to head into the birthcenter at about 9:30.
Contractions in the car were terrible, and would not leave my hips or right leg. I had no idea the pain would be there and was kind of shocked by it all. At 9:40 we arrived at the birthcenter. Our room was set up with candles and was really cozy. Everything was as I had pictured it. They checked me and I was at 6-7cm with a bulging bag of water and +2 station.
I got straight into the tub and labored there for about an hour getting out to pee and have a few contractions on the floor and bed. I only ended up having contractions on the bed because I was getting checked again. After only an hour and a half at the birthcenter I was 9cm, and the baby was +3. I had a couple intense contractions on the bed, and then promptly threw up which is probably what got me to 10. I used the toilet again and got back in the tub at noon.
As soon as I entered the tub my body took over and started pushing. I was scared and wanted with all my might just to stop it. There's nothing like it. It was the most intense, radical moment of my life. I pushed twice and my water broke, and then 8 more times and he was out. My baby boy had arrived!
They layed him on my chest and he sputtered and gurgelled for a few minutes until he started to breath regularly on his own. He pinked up pretty quickly. After about 15 minutes his cord stopped pulsing and Jeff cut it. I handed him over to Jeff and got out to deliver the placenta on a birth stool. I had no urge to push, so that part was a little weird, but easy compared to what I had just done.
I have a small second degree tear that only needed one figure 8 stitch.
He has a perfect latch and nurses wonderfully.
I'm in love.
Afterpains are hard, as I was not expecting them to feel the way they do. In some ways they are worse then my contractions as they don't seem to go away. But they are nothing compared to back labor. (He was positioned perfectly, there was really no explanation why I labored in my back other then the fact that I am so small).
I'll post a couple pictures later, Jeff has to upload them for me and right now he's holding a sleeping baby.
Thankyou for all of your support through out my pregnancy mommas. There were many times that I knew I couldn't have done it with out the knowledge I have gained through MDC and books I was referred to. (Ina May's guide to childbirth and Birthing from within). It is so important to just take each contraction one at a time. Once I recentered and did this, everything was easy. I trusted my body and it didn't let me down.
heres some pics welcome!our family