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Her due date was the 12th May but she decided the stars were alignied just right for her arrival on April 13 at 2:50am.
I had an old friend visiting and we were chatting and laughing and enjoying the atmosphere that only a true friendship exudes and we didnt notice how fast the time had gone - as time does when fun is being had. I was clearing up and getting ready for bed at around 11:30pm when I suddenly got the urge to clean EVERYTHING! I cleaned my room till it shone and then went to bed. I couldnt fall asleep. Matthew was out and I couldnt get comfortable. I got out of bed and paced up and down for about an hour. I tried calling matt when I started feeling braxton-hicks like contractions but he never answered his phone. At 2:30AM he walked thru the door and I asked him to run me a bath while I went to the toilet
As I sat on the toilet my waters broke. I stood up and she popped out in one shot - breech. I sat down and held her close. Matthew phoned Joy - the same midwife who was there when I birthed Noah. She arrived and checked us out. I didnt tear but the cord was really short and snapped when she was born and she was concerned that she may have lost a significant amount of blood so we went to the hospital and they checked her out and gave us the all clear a few hrs later and we came home. My midwife told me that Tatum looked more like a 38 week baby than a 36 weeker and it was likely that they estimated my due date incorrecly. She is healthy and happy and feeding like a pro!
All my kids were breech. I had an ECV with the first two as it is not legal for midwives to perform home births with breech presentations (ob's dont either). Its funny in a cosmic sort of way because when I was lying in bed I was thinking that it was really unfair that the medical institution was denying me the chance to try and birth my babies breech. I wished that I could at least try!!! I guess she heard me and decided to emerge right then! :LOL
I have the most profound respect for my baby and my body and for birth!
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I had an old friend visiting and we were chatting and laughing and enjoying the atmosphere that only a true friendship exudes and we didnt notice how fast the time had gone - as time does when fun is being had. I was clearing up and getting ready for bed at around 11:30pm when I suddenly got the urge to clean EVERYTHING! I cleaned my room till it shone and then went to bed. I couldnt fall asleep. Matthew was out and I couldnt get comfortable. I got out of bed and paced up and down for about an hour. I tried calling matt when I started feeling braxton-hicks like contractions but he never answered his phone. At 2:30AM he walked thru the door and I asked him to run me a bath while I went to the toilet
As I sat on the toilet my waters broke. I stood up and she popped out in one shot - breech. I sat down and held her close. Matthew phoned Joy - the same midwife who was there when I birthed Noah. She arrived and checked us out. I didnt tear but the cord was really short and snapped when she was born and she was concerned that she may have lost a significant amount of blood so we went to the hospital and they checked her out and gave us the all clear a few hrs later and we came home. My midwife told me that Tatum looked more like a 38 week baby than a 36 weeker and it was likely that they estimated my due date incorrecly. She is healthy and happy and feeding like a pro!
All my kids were breech. I had an ECV with the first two as it is not legal for midwives to perform home births with breech presentations (ob's dont either). Its funny in a cosmic sort of way because when I was lying in bed I was thinking that it was really unfair that the medical institution was denying me the chance to try and birth my babies breech. I wished that I could at least try!!! I guess she heard me and decided to emerge right then! :LOL
I have the most profound respect for my baby and my body and for birth!
