Sammy was born yesterday at 12:03pm. I want to write up a longer birth story soon, but the summary version is that after weeks of having "achy" type contractions, they started feeling more like cramps yesterday early in the morning. Frisco had a good week at school and his reward was a trip to Duncan Donuts. He was supposed to be with Joe all day so we went very early. While there, I had to apologize to my mom because i felt like I was being crabby due to the cramping. Once I heard myself apologize, I realized that i was probably in labor because I had made a similar apology just before Frisco was born. Anyway, the kids went with Joe and I laid down on the couch. I was about 10 minutes into Hunt for Red October when I felt this weird pop/punch inside. No gush, but I got up after about a minute and yes, my water had broken. My mom arrived after 15 minutes or so and the contractions intensified.
By 11:24, I called my midwife and asked her to come. She got there at about 11:50. While I was waiting for her, I started having a lot of serious contractions and really doubting my decision to do this at home. I should have known it was transition, but transition is so sneaky that I just couldn't believe I could already be there. Jan, the midwife, got upstairs and I started feeling pushing-type contractions. I rolled over onto my hands/knees (couldn't get to the plastic and didn't care) and out he came on the third push. He came out all at once. I picked him up, rubbed him off, and just sat and looked at him. He started crying immediately.
I'm still sort of in shock that he is actually here. It happened so fast - but also slow because the contractions went on for at least 2 weeks prior. When I have some time, I want to write up the fuller version while the events are still fresh in my memory.
By 11:24, I called my midwife and asked her to come. She got there at about 11:50. While I was waiting for her, I started having a lot of serious contractions and really doubting my decision to do this at home. I should have known it was transition, but transition is so sneaky that I just couldn't believe I could already be there. Jan, the midwife, got upstairs and I started feeling pushing-type contractions. I rolled over onto my hands/knees (couldn't get to the plastic and didn't care) and out he came on the third push. He came out all at once. I picked him up, rubbed him off, and just sat and looked at him. He started crying immediately.
I'm still sort of in shock that he is actually here. It happened so fast - but also slow because the contractions went on for at least 2 weeks prior. When I have some time, I want to write up the fuller version while the events are still fresh in my memory.