Last Thursday night, just before midnight, I delivered my 7lb. baby girl with the assistance of my wonderful midwife, husband and mother by my side. She has truly brought a new meaning to the word "joy" in our household.
I began having steady mild contractions around 9 p.m. on the 26th, which led into moderate ones early in the morning on the 27th. After pacing the house with my husband timing me with his stopwatch, we decided to be off to the hospital to meet our midwife around 5 p.m. When I arrived I was already 5 cm dilated...and while I labored my midwife, mom and husband chatted and flipped through my Mothering magazine (which I had intended to be entertainment for me, but it turned out I was more interested in being in labor haha). Our midwife got a kick out of my constant question "people really get all those pain meds at this point?" ....I would find out just before the pushing began why women choose the meds, but I still wouldn't make that choice (even knowing what I do now).
Just before 11 p.m. my midwife told me it was time to push, and with my mom at one side and my husband (who I thought would be out the door or on the floor) at the other I pushed out our healthy baby girl in just 18 minutes. Words can not describe the feeling of holding that warm, wet baby to your skin the first time. Within 20 minutes she was latched on and nursing happily.