I technically ended up in the November DDC with my EDD being 11/5, but I started posting here so I will share my news with you ladies.
Tuesday morning 11/3, I woke up around 4:00 a.m. with eyes wide open to a very familiar feeling. I was induced with my daughter so I was scared my whole pregnancy that I wouldn't know what labor felt like. Boy, I knew it was real labor! I tried my best to sleep through it, despite multiple bathroom trips, until around 8 a.m. when my daughter woke up. I carried on with my morning and tried to ignore it but things seemed to pick up pretty quickly. My husband went to work but ended up coming back around 10:30. I called my MW just before 11:00 and she told me she would start getting her things together and call me back. We went for a walk with the dog and my 2 year old DD to see if I could get things moving and get some sunshine and fresh air. I couldn't walk very far and ended up going back home. We kept seeing neighbors and I was NOT in the mood for people asking me when I was going to have my baby.
A lot of stuff from this point on is a blur, but I believe my MW arrived around noon. I had just gotten in the shower when she arrived. I got out of the shower so the birth pool could finish being filled up. I walked and swayed through the contractions until I could get into the pool. My doula arrived shortly after that. When I finally climbed in, it felt so good. I spent quite a bit of time in there. I remember asking someone to please pull my daughters hair up. It is naturally curly and started looking like a mullet and it was bugging me.
I also told them to ditch the clock since it was bothering me as well. At one point in labor, I remembered we had a neighbor who was coming by for a visit that evening. I'm so glad I remembered to tell DH to cancel that.
I felt things were going pretty quickly, so I had DH call my friend/photographer to come over so she wouldn't miss any of the good stuff. She came and started immediately snapping some incredible photos. My 2 year old had a paper "Happy Birthday" plate and was in her room with an apron on baking cupcakes for her brudder. She kept singing to him while I labored. She was an incredible strength to me throughout the birth.
At one point, MW said I sounded "pushy" and could try to lightly push against contractions if it helped. I remember thinking I was getting close to the end. Ha!! My labor picked up and intensified. I was really struggling with the pain and kept getting pretty fearful. At one point, MW checked and said my cervix was mush on top but still there on the bottom. I got out of the pool and I pushed a little with her holding the cervix up. This did nothing. It was very discouraging and I was really starting to fall apart. It was so painful and I felt so hopeless. MW asked me to lay on my side and just try and relax and breathe for a bit and sort of have my rite of passage with DH there. I pretty much screamed through every contraction and squeezed his arm the whole time. MW and doula had suggested a car ride and I was so scared to leave my house. I was more scared of ending up at the hospital. I started to tell DH that I was a failure and couldn't keep going. He was amazing and kept telling me I WAS doing it and I had been going strong all day and could do this.
A few minutes later, MW checked in on us and asked if I wanted to go back to the shower. I seemed to be doing better there than anywhere else. I walked in my room and got in the shower and my labor just exploded after that. DH kept squeezing my hips and I was just grabbing the walls and handle in the shower. The feelings were so different and I knew something had changed. I reached down and could feel his head coming down and I knew it was going to be over soon. Out of nowhere I got a burst of energy and strength and just pushed with everything I had. It was so incredible to be the one who felt his head and know exactly what was happening. I put my leg up on the seat and just started working so hard. It felt so good to get his head out but then I didn't feel anything to help me push his shoulders out. My MW was dressed in a rain shield and was halfway in the shower with me. I started begging her for help. I'm not sure what she was supposed to do. lol I don't really remember anything else at that point except her telling me to take my baby. He was out! Oh man, it felt so good to be done! He had some sticky shoulders so she had to help pull him out. I didn't know what was happening at the time. It was such a blur.
He had a little bit of a rough start so it took some work to get him to cry and breathe, but after a few minutes he was doing great. I swear my placenta weighed as much as he did. I couldn't believe how good it felt when it came out. A short time later, we were snuggling in our bed as a family and DD was kissing her new brother. I don't think I could love my husband any more. He is incredible and I could not have done it without him. My MW and doula were incredible and I felt so safe and powerful with them here. It was truly the best experience of my life.
Andrew Mac N. was born at 6:58 p.m. on 11/3/09 weighing 7 lbs. 9 oz. and is 21 inches long. He's beautiful and loves nursing with his mama. We are so happy he is here.
Congrats to all of you October mamas. I can't believe we made it!