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Tuesday night when I was coming back from the grocery with salt/vinegar potato chips, root beer, and a chocolate/cream cheese brownie, I had one noticeable cramp. I wondered if it meant anything, but nothing else.<br><br>
Then, just as I was having a dream of sharks in a big indoor water tank, I woke up to pee and my water broke at about 1:20 or so. I called the midwife who was going to be my doula and then my midwife. They both suggested, since my contractions (surges in hypnobirth speak) hadn’t started yet, that I go back to bed and get some sleep. But, of course I couldn’t sleep. I started thinking that we hadn’t wiped out the inside of the birthing tub yet; we had tons of dishes in the sink that needed to be cleared out before the hose would fit; furniture to move to make room for the tub; and a child to arrange care for if the labor went into the day. So, I got Rich out of bed to start working on everything else, and laid down in bed and started listening to the hypno CD to try to relax. As soon as the lady on the CD started talking, I had my first contraction. After about an hour, they were coming every 10 minutes apart. Very different than with Lucas (my three year old) – my contractions with him had never been farther than 3 minutes apart. So, feeling like a total first time mom (I’d never felt much with Lucas’s labor), I called my doula back up and told her they’d started and I just felt like I had to get up and get things going. She said she’d be right over. When she arrived, she told us my main midwife had the stomach flu, so my backup midwife/doula was going to be our midwife anyway. Cool enough. I was totally fine with that, and in retrospect, I was really glad she’d offered to be my doula b/c it had meant we got to know each other pretty well before hand. So, by the time she got there we were ready to fill the tub which takes a long time, so the hida-bed was pulled out and Rich and I were lying down on it, me listening to the CD, hoping I hadn’t called Sarah over too early, feeling like things weren’t going anywhere. But, I noticed every time I stopped chatting and concentrated on relaxing with the CD that my contractions seemed to get a little closer together. It was really nice then with the Christmas tree lights on, the other lights in the house dimmed. Rich tried to talk like Carin had by telling me stories from grad school, but no one has her skill in talking non-stop. Then, the tub was ready. Even though I’d thought before hand I’d rather walk, since I was leaking pretty significantly, I was relieved to get into the tub so that I didn’t have to worry about messing up our carpet with amniotic fluid! The warm water was blissful, too. So, it was 4am? Totally handle-able contractions. Go hypnobirthing! I was completely present for it all, and could completely feel each one. I remember telling Sarah that if I weren’t relaxed I would call it pain, but it was like bad menstrual cramps. She said one of her clients called it pain without fear. I would say, pain with a purpose. Although I had no fear either. It occurred to me recently that I really had no worries being at home. I was completely comfortable and very eager to meet this baby. Yes! I realized this time there was a baby coming at the end of the labor. So around 5-ish Rich called his mom to let her know what was happening. She was going to watch Lucas if we needed her to. She wanted to come over, but I said no b/c we didn’t need her yet, and I knew she was having new carpet put in at 9 am that morning. I didn’t want her over at the house worrying about getting back for the carpet guys – again, I really thought this was going to take a while. I told her to get them squared away and then come over. So, Lucas woke up about 7-ish, and we always give him some milk and books and toys and he plays in his crib for quite a while before getting up for the day, so Rich did that without telling him anything yet. When he went back in close to eight, he told Lucas that this was a very special day that mommy was having the baby. We’d read him this great book about a home birth called Welcome With Love – highly recommend it. He must have asked for that about 20 times between Thanksgiving and Matthew’s arrival, so he was well prepared, we’d talked with him about how it would happen, and he was excited to see Sarah...b/c she drives a pick up truck  So, out he came and into his booster chair for breakfast. Sarah kept asking if I wanted her to check me and I said no, b/c I didn’t want her to tell me I was only 4 cm or something – I didn’t want any expectations to enter into it. She kept telling me that she and Rich couldn’t tell when I was having a contraction b/c I was chatting with them and/or relaxing with the CD or through a contraction – no noises this time. It never occurred to me to tell her when they were coming. She must have been trying to ask without asking? At some point then I felt like I had to go to the bathroom, but didn’t want to get out of the tub. So, as I was trying to decide how to go about that, Sarah suggested I get out of the tub and go to the bathroom. So, I was like, oh, ok, fine, I will. Well, like an idiot, I left the headphones beside the tub and got up with Rich to the bathroom. I had three relatively horrendous contractions in there but had a very productive poop. Came back to the pool and shortly after that was wondering if I was in transition b/c I no longer felt like talking with anyone. The earphones wouldn’t stay in my ears b/c I started moving more – big bummer. It never occurred to me or Rich to put the CD on speaker – I needed it!!! Sarah kept asking if the baby felt low, and I never felt him low. Then, I told her, well, I sort of feel the “baby in the butt” – when it hits the front of the rectum to come around the pubic bone. Lucas was obvious – I thought I would know this feeling without question. But, then I didn’t know anymore. It was shortly after that I felt the first urge to push. Holy cow wow. What a feeling. I never felt it or anything else with Lucas, so that was overwhelming (no relaxation CD anymore, remember). Rich was trying to manage Lucas and me. When he was with me and reminded me to pay attention to my breath and Sarah reminded me to send “oxygen and love to my baby” it helped a lot, but mainly I had quite a dialogue with myself: “This is what everyone’s talking about. I’m not sure I can do this. Oh ya, I can b/c I have no choice. Ok, relax. Picture the baby coming down. Breath. Outward breath. Remember all the women around the world doing this same thing right now. You can do it. Oh god, I’m not going to do it. It hurts. UGGGGG. Come on Baby come OUT! OUT! OUT! UGGGGG.” Sarah tells me then to let the baby know that I want him out because I’m excited to see him, not b/c I want it over. I think about this and decide to myself that while I am excited to see the baby, I really do just want the labor over at this point. Sarah goes to pick up some poop thinking it’s mine and realizes it’s the baby’s, but it’s not regular meconium, it’s real, butt-first poop. So she says, ok, it’s just like what we talked about, he’s coming out like you did, he’s butt first. (I, my sister, and my mother were all vaginal breeches, so I’d discussed with both midwives this possibility. But, the baby kept feeling to them like it was head down. So, with no ultrasounds and no checking, this was a true surprise.) (Also, we didn’t know the sex, so the breech part didn’t phase me while I’m silently teasing Sarah for giving away the surprise!) Then she gives her schpeal – as your midwife I advise we transport to the hospital. I’m shaking my head b/c we had talked about it extensively (she has tons of experience both delivering breeches and assisting with them), and I knew that if it was a “normal” breech I had no problems with it – too many people in my family had been born breech with no complications. So, Rich says that statement kind of gave him pause even though he knew how I felt. Then Sarah says although it’s her opinion that given the timing it’s safer to deliver the baby here than in the back of the emergency vehicle. So, we stay. His butt starts crowning and she tells me to reach down and feel it b/c it will give good feedback. I do – now on all threes. I’m getting very tired. I feel his soft squishy butt (the reason I had no baby in the butt feeling), and finally, it stays out between contractions. Then Sarah goes to work pulling out his legs. His arms are over his head, so she gets them out, and then apparently, he starts turning blue as his head starts to come out. She has Rich call 911 b/c “it’s easier to send them away if we don’t need them than to get them here if we do.” I hear this, but I’m thinking I don’t want to tear – silly thought at a time like this! She gets out her mother/teacher/midwife voice and tells me to stand up and push the baby out now without the contraction. So, I do. Out he comes. He’s blue, but pinkens up very quickly with a couple of breaths from her. She tells me to talk to him, and as I’m holding him and cooing to him, it occurs to me that here he is. It’s Matthew, and using his name, I tell him how wonderful it is to finally meet him. And well after he’s fine and crying and we’re all happy, we do indeed send the emergency guys away. Lucas loved the fact that the “firemen” came to the house, but has no clue why, and was never upset. Although Rich says after I started pushing and grunting/groaning, at one point Lucas said “Lucas does not like that noise” and went back to playing with his stickers. Matthew was born at exactly 9 am, so Rich’s mom never needed to come over. I was secretly worried about her energy at the birth anyway, b/c she can be somewhat of a spaz, but knew we’d need her to watch Lucas if it was during the day. So, I really believe he was born at 9 b/c that’s when the carpet was going in. Sarah chastised me kiddingly that I knew all along he was breech and that was why I wouldn’t let her check me. But I didn’t. I was the one convincing them that he was head down just the day before b/c his hiccups were in my groin where Lucas’s had been, and since Lucas had been head down, I wasn’t too worried about breeches anymore. I told Sarah that she knew all along and that’s why she’d offered to be my doula. So, automatic c-section averted by a fantastic midwife and lots of birth-is-normal vibes, and we had a wonderful, beautiful, fully normal birth. And, Matthew was indeed born into a circle of loving arms with voices raised in song – we all, including Lucas, sang him Happy Birthday. And that little sucker wanted to nurse immediately, and we haven’t looked back.  (Oh, his cord was extensively wrapped around his shoulders and neck; hence the lack of oxygen as it was coming out, and maybe the reason he didn’t turn, but who knows.) Lucas loves his brother, has shown no jealousy, and continues now four months later to always be on the look out for things Matthew might need, like his blankie or a teething toy. He especially loves showing him his trucks.
 

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What a fantastic birth story! I love that you were mentally prepared for a breech birth.
 

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What an awesome story! It's great you were able to trust that you could birth a breach baby without intervention. Way to go! <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.mothering.com/discussions/images/smilies/smile.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="smile">
 

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Great job and congratulations! <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.mothering.com/discussions/images/smilies/smile.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="smile"><br><br>
I wonder what the statistics are on breech running in families? My mom and aunt were breech, and my husband, his mom, and his uncle - and so was my son. Interesting...<br><br>
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Beautiful!<br><br>
Thank you for sharing!<br><br>
Welcome, Matthew!
 

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<img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.mothering.com/discussions/images/smilies/love.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="love"> beautiful <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.mothering.com/discussions/images/smilies/love.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="love"><br><br>
I too had a breech birth. Congrats mama <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.mothering.com/discussions/images/smilies/smile.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="smile"> And welcome to the world sweet little Matthew
 

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so beautiful! Thank you so mcuh for sharing it<img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.mothering.com/discussions/images/smilies/smile.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="smile">
 
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