I've been too entirely smitten with my son (and ordered to bedrest by midwives - bedroom upstairs and computer downstairs, so no online time) to write a post. Here goes...
I started having what felt like stronger-than-BH-contractions 3 am Monday July 12th. They were too sporadic, so I tried to get rest instead. By 6:30 am, I told DH he was staying home from work. I had a great morning of food, yoga, and relaxation.
We had a scheduled midwife checkup set for 4 pm, and called at 12:40 to say we might not make it. Their 2 pm was in labor, so we opted to take her appointment. By 1:40 pm, contractions were more regular and the midwife decided to jet over. She brought the office acupuncturist since their student was attending the other birth. When they arrived, I was rocking on the porch and they suggested I go for a walk to get things moving. I had resolved that if I was told to walk, then I would go into the eye of the storm and have one good long walk. DD was in the stroller, my sister-in-law watched her, so DH could support me. When we got back to the house, the midwives were going to peel out for their own walk, and opted to check my dilation at the last minute. 9.5 cm!!!
They set up our labor tub quickly and prepared for the pushing stage. The water was heavenly! DD even helped me through a few contractions. She's only 23 months, so I was impressed with her presence. The midwives asked me to pee, and I had to get out of the tub to try on the toilet. Once I was out, I decided to move to my futon. I got on my hands and knees and after 6-10 contractions, our beautiful boy was born. Such a calm yet powerful experience!!!