I had a water birth!
It was the most beautiful and amazing experience. Here’s my birthing story.
The First Contraction
My son, Sol’s birthing story started on October 16 at 3 p.m. I had my first contraction. I had a few false alarms during the previous couple of weeks so I wouldn’t let myself get too excited.
I quietly monitored the contractions.
Were they consistent?
Did they get stronger?
How far apart were they?
They were so mild, it would have been easy for me to miss. The only reason I suspected it was labor is my previous birth started the same way.
About 3 hours later, I was still having contractions. They were still extremely light. But I went ahead and mentioned it to hubby and he insisted I call the midwife.
I called and let her know it was still early. She told me to have a glass of wine and try to get some rest. Hahaha. I love midwives.
I skipped the wine, but tried to rest.
But I was too excited. I knew this was it and the baby would be coming in the next day.
I listened to my birthing hypnosis CD and some relaxing music. I also laid in child’s pose trying to relax my body in preparation for the birth.
I didn’t fall asleep until 5 a.m.
I made my hubby go to work.
Around noon, my contractions were getting stronger. Still light enough for me to talk and walk around, but noticeably stronger.
Hubby came home and took our eldest to my sister’s house. While I was packing and trying to stall for more time. I didn’t want to go to the birthing center until I was in the final stages of labor. I preferred to do most of my laboring at home.
But hubby wouldn’t have it. “I don’t want to deliver this baby by myself!” So he called the midwife who gave me the ok to take a walk, but insisted I come in to the center as soon as I finished.
“I don’t want you delivering this baby in the car in traffic!” my midwife warned me.
So we walked around the neighborhood and this really calmed me and opened my body for birth. As we were walking, the contractions became even less intense. It felt so good to be moving around instead of stuck in a hospital bed connected to machines. I didn’t feel the need to be monitored. I was strengthening my connection to my body. So I knew how me and baby were feeling. I didn’t need to be told.
As soon as we got back to the house, hubby started loading the car! We took one suitcase, pillows, and lots and lots of food with us. The midwives always joked that the more food you bring, the shorter the labor.
Hubby, my mom, and I were headed toward the birthing center.
The contractions started getting more intense in the car. I remained focused and breathed through them.
Arriving at Birthing Center
When we got to the birthing center, hubby unloaded the car. I immediately got settled in the room and started playing some music to keep me in my zone. I had my most painful contraction as soon as I got in the room. I think the car ride ungrounded me a little bit.
Every contraction, I immediately got quiet and started breathing. This gave me endurance and kept me calm. At that stage the contractions weren’t painful, but they weren’t painless either. I felt my body open up and it felt uncomfortable. But I kept affirming, ‘I’m opening. I’m ready.”
I remember eating some coconut milk yogurt and sipping on some coconut water, which gave me life. The coconut water refreshed me.
As the contractions got more and more intense, I tried different positions. I sat on the yoga ball. I draped myself across hubby. I got on all fours. It felt good to drape my body across the foot of the bed so I stayed there for a long while.
Then I felt the desire to push. My water still didn’t break so I didn’t think we were close to the baby being born yet. After the long labor I experienced with my daughter, I thought I had a long way to go.
I sat on the toilet to try to get things moving. I was disappointed when my water still hadn’t broken. I draped myself across the bed and listened closely to the music. I had old school R&B playing. I started singing the song that was on. I sung through a contraction and barely noticed it, I was so focused on the lyrics!
The Last Stretch
I remember saying, “I’ve been pushing for forever. The baby is never going to come out.”
My birthing assistant assured me, “You’ve only been here at the birthing center for only 2 and 1/2 hours. Things are moving fast.”
“You’re lying,” I accused. I thought they would say anything to keep me calm.
Then the birthing assistant offered to fill the jacuzzi for me. That sounded like a great idea.
When I got in the jacuzzi, my whole body relaxed. The water felt great! As soon as I sat down, the midwife called for my husband to hurry up. He’d left to get his swimming trunks on so he could get in with me.
By the sound of her voice, I knew the baby was coming soon.
“There’s the head,” my midwife squealed as hubby was jumping in the jacuzzi.
He sat behind me.
I remember feeling the burning sensation or “ring of fire,” which is when the head is starting to crown. I felt his head full of hair and smiled. He was almost here. I slowed down. Trying not to push too hard and fast. I breathed. And pushed consciously and gently. In 3 pushes, Ali was out!
Seeing his little body float into the water was absolutely amazing! The midwife grabbed him and put him on my chest.
“It’s a baby!” I squealed!
I lifted our baby and checked the sex. It was a boy! We knew it!!
Matt, Ali, and I just sat there in the water for a while. Holding each other. I was praising God that it was over. Hubby was rubbing my face, telling me how proud he was of me. And Ali just lay there. Calm and peaceful.
We eventually transferred from the tub to the bed to rest some more. The midwives really gave us some time to enjoy. They weren’t invasive and didn’t rush us at all. It was amazing. Hubby cut the cord after it stopped pulsing, and I breastfed.
It took only 3 hours of active labor for him to arrive.
Sol was born at 6:18 p.m. weighing 7 lb. 4 oz. 18” long. Sol means sun in spanish.
Something really cool about Ali’s birth is when his head came out, the water bag came out too and burst!
I’m looking forward to seeing what kind of burst his soul makes in this world.
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