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Jonathan Reynolds was born on September 13th, and it was very much the birth that I had hoped for. With my first son, I was induced due to leaking waters and was really looking forward to going into labor on my own and letting my body do what came naturally. And a little afraid that my body would not and I would need to be induced again.<br><br>
On Friday night Doug and I decided to have one more date, and we chose an Indian restaurant hoping spicy foods would get things going (this was two days past my due date). My first contraction came in the car on the way there. It felt just the way people describe it, but I didn't want to get my hopes up. During dinner they came about every 15-20 minutes, and I told Doug I may be having contractions but wasn't sure. When we got home we took a brisk walk twice around the block and they still seemed to be irregular, and didn't really hurt, just felt like a big rubber band tightening around my lower abdomin and back. That night I nursed my son to sleep and while he was nursing, contractions came regularly at five minutes apart, but slowed back down after that. I told my husband he should go to bed in case this was the real thing, he should have some sleep. I tried to sleep but was so excited I couldn't!<br><br>
I called my doula and she said to call her when I felt I needed help getting through the contractions. Then I called my midwife and put her on alert, and lit my Blessingway candles. I tried watching TV, sitting on my birth ball, and had to lean on the back of a chair, rocking back and forth during contractions. At 1:30 am I tried to wake Doug up to keep me company and distract me a little but he was not about to wake up! He says "But it's 1:30, why don't you come to bed?" I say "It hurts too much" he says "What hurts?" and rolled over and went back to sleep! (He says he doesn't remember this conversation). So I called my Mom and she came over to keep me company. She also timed the contractions for me. They were now seven minutes apart and lasting 60 seconds. At this point I was getting down on all fours, rocking and sort of blowing through the contractions, trying to keep my mouth and face loose and relaxed. Doug did finally wake up and we were just hanging out, organizing photos (my labor project), and just enjoying the anticipation between contractions.<br><br>
Contractions continued to get steadily more painful and a little longer each time. When they started to make me cry, I called my doula and asked her to come over. She lives about 45 min. away. I also called my sister to come over. She was our designated photographer. By now I was crying, and moaning loudly, rocking on all fours to get through them. Luckily my son is sleeping through all of this in the next room! I got to the point where I didn't want anyone talking or touching me during contractions. I even told my Mom to shut up once! I also found myself turning down all the lights in the house. The amazing thing to me was how instinctual everything felt, I didn't really think about what to do or what noises to make. These sounds were just coming from somewhere deep inside of me. Doug says I sounded like a cow in serious pain (thanks, honey). I asked my Mom to take my son to her house because I didn't want him to be scared. Then all of a sudden during a contraction, I felt the baby moving down inside me! I think we should go now I said. Just then my sister walks in as we are about to walk out. We called the doula and told her to meet us at the hospital.<br><br>
That was the most exciting truck ride of my life! I was behind the back seat on all fours, concentrating on keeping the baby in. Yelling things like "go go go" to Doug and "stay stay stay" to the baby, I kept talking to the baby constantly the whole way there telling him to take a break, stay in, don't move, you don't want to be born in a truck, etc. Doug was flying and running every red light he could. Luckily the hospital was only about 20 min. away (it seemed like forever!)<br><br>
We got there, onto the right floor and into a room. The nurses checked and found that I was 10 cm and ready to go! Now this was the only negative part of the whole experience. The nurses immediately started barking orders at me, very condescending. They began hooking me up to monitors, when I said my midwife agreed to intermittant monitoring, they said "not at this point" I asked if they could check me on all fours and they said no I had to be on my back. I said I wanted to wait for my midwife and they said there wasn't time. They had called some other doctor but he wasn't there yet either. They told me to begin pushing. I was yelling (more like loud moaning) and they told me to be quiet! I got mad and said "Don't tell me how to breathe!" and they said "Fine, you'll just be pushing for two hours like you did for your first one" (they had asked me how long I pushed with my first) I couldn't believe how mean they were! Just then my doula and midwife walked in at about the same time and the whole atmosphere changed instantly. What a relief! I was so glad to see them.<br><br>
After about 25 minutes of pushing, he was out! I pushed laying on my side with one leg up in the air, which felt right at the time. I think that was the biggest moment of fear for me, right before pushing. Because I knew how much it was going to hurt, but the only way out is through. The pain was unbelievable, and it felt like much longer than 25 minutes.<br><br>
But Jonathan was born 30 minutes after we walked into the hospital, and 11 hours after that first contraction. 8 lb, 7 oz, 21.5 inches long. My midwife was awesome, she turned down the lights and made sure the nurses left us alone for about the first hour or so after he was born. It was so empowering to let my body do it all on it's own. I feel so lucky.
 

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Wow Snugglemama! Except for those first nurses it certainly sounds like you had a wonderful birth! I'm glad your midwife and doula came in when they did, who knows how the doctor on call would have acted!
 

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Thanks, Lisa! <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.mothering.com/discussions/images/smilies/love.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="love">
 

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Yay! What a great story, full of adventure! <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.mothering.com/discussions/images/smilies/smile.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="smile"> I agree, aside from those nurses, it sounds so empowering! Yes!<br><br>
Congraulations, mama!
 
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