From: cjra on
It was Tuesday Dec 8 at 3PM that I posted the following on facebook:
" Dear Baby: Please stay inside me until 1)we finish the sheetrock and
primer, 2)your Papa finishes the massive amounts of work he has
scheduled this week, 3) your mommy finishes the massive amounts of
work scheduled this week, and 4) we buy a new washing machine and have
it delivered and installed. Then you are free to come any time. Thank
you."

Apparently I either knew something might be up, or this kid doesn't
listen to me...I’m not sure why I posted that. I had my usual post-
lunch pains and I’d been feeling more tired and distracted than usual,
but nothing signaling labor. I left early for my midwife appt at 5.
When she arrived, I noticed some extra mucus and wondered if it was
the mucus plug, but it was clear. I didn’t even think to mention it..
She measured me, all looked normal for 38 weeks. I continued to lose
mucus, but knew it could mean labor was hours, days or weeks away. By
late evening I started to have my loose bowel syndrome…which is how
labor started with DD. But again, it wasn’t as obvious. I did tell DH
not to be shocked if labor began, but I didn’t think it would. At
2am I couldn’t sleep so emailed my midwife just to let her know what
was happening and I’d call in the morning. In the morning I wasn’t
feeling well so stayed home, but still wasn’t sure. No obvious
contractions yet. DD went to daycare, DH told me to call if I needed
him, the sheetrock guys came. I tried doing some work but couldn’t
focus, as the contractions started to become more obvious. Sometime
after 10 I called my midwife to describe them, and she agreed they
didn’t sound consistent enough – long stretches between contractions,
nothing close to 1 minute long yet, and irregular. I called DH with an
update and he said he’d plan to come home a bit early. I had planned
a Girls’ Night for Wednesday, and debating keeping it on, thinking if
this was pre-labor, some wine with friends might be good. But then
decided I should probably cancel just in case….

By 11AM, there was no doubt....1 min long, 3 min apart. I was trying
to be discreet so as not to alarm the workers. As it turned out, I was
about to tell them they needed to leave for the day when they said
they were finishing up for the day. Called my midwife and she said
she’d be right over. Called DH and said “I think you need to plan to
come home soon!”

I tried taking a walk. Didn’t get very far and just walked around the
house. By then, the contractions were powerful. DH got home, and got
the room ready (it was full of stuff from the hallway due to the
sheetrocking work). By then I was in the bathtub, with the shower
jets on my back. Midwife #1 (midwife) arrived…. I was 4cm dilated at
that point, water not broken.

DH went to get DD about 3pm. She was so sweet when she saw me, very
concerned, very calm and almost shy. I told her she was to become a
big sister today!

Eventually midwife #2 arrived with the birthing tub and I moved to
that. Still painful, but much more comfortable than kneeling in my
bathtub. Sometime around 7pm I had the urge to push. DH got in the tub
with me, and eventually so did DD, who was ever so helpful rubbing my
back and pouring water on my back. Midwife #1 said if I felt the urge
to push, go with it. So I did. Throughout, I was in pain but pretty
calm and mostly quiet.

After some time of that and feeling like the baby was moving down, she
said to feel for the head. I could feel something but it wasn’t
obvious. More pushing….nothing. Eventually she checked me again – I
was only 8 cm, and my water hadn’t broken! I was sure it had as I’d
felt a gush and saw some membranous material and bloody show. Nope.

So, out of the tub to walk around and NOT push for awhile. Now this is
when the real pain began. It was so hard to walk at this point, but
DD took advantage of the free tub to swim ;)

She checked me again, I’d moved to 9cm, but still water bag totally in
tact and not budging. While Midwife #2 checked, trying to see where
the baby was to decide if it was ok to break the water, it broke.
Relief. And then the REAL pain. I was definitely ready to push. It was
about 9:20 then. Some intense rough pushing, finally movement there.
DD watched for awhile, even putting on gloves to “help.” But then got
a little worried by “mommy is upset” (my “Ouch oh dear god this
hurts!” comments)…not quite shouting, but intense enough. She wasn’t
scared, just concerned. She left the room for a bit. I kept trying to
get back into the tub but too many contractions/urge to push I
couldn’t move. When I finally had a break I almost ran for it – once I
got into the tub, HEAVEN. 2-3 more pushes and I heard “she’s
crowning!” which was all I needed to hear, another push and there was
the head, one more push and the baby popped up.

He came up sputtering….I turned around to sit, they moved him they
checked the length of the cord (they left the cord attached until the
placenta was delivered). Covered him immediately with a towel, so we
hadn’t yet checked if he was a he or a she. DD had already returned to
the room, touched her new sibling and was so peaceful – she was just
in awe! He immediately moved to my breast and tried to latch on and DD
said “Mommy, the baby likes your boob!”

Maybe 10-15 minutes later the cord had stopped pulsing, and I had
another urge to push, and pop, out came the placenta. A welcome relief
after last time when the OB had to dig it out. The placenta grossed
out DD a bit – she said “Oh yucky!” Eventually they clamped the cord
and we took a look at who we had 

All in all, a wonderful experience. Not painless, but mostly
tolerable. DH said he thinks it was more painful for me this time
around. I’m not sure – the pushing experience was totally different
(with DD, emergency in hospital, lots of screaming by nurses…) I had a
similar frustration that this baby was not coming out, so had lost my
“zone” of focus, but I wouldn’t change it for the world. I loved
birthing at home. Overall, very peaceful, and a wonderful way to add
to our family.


From: dejablues on

"cjra" <cjrohr31(a)hotmail.com> wrote in message
news:c6940e5c-67d4-42b8-a733-443432cd2fc6(a)a21g2000yqc.googlegroups.com...
It was Tuesday Dec 8 at 3PM that I posted the following on facebook:
" Dear Baby: Please stay inside me until 1)we finish the sheetrock and
primer, 2)your Papa finishes the massive amounts of work he has
scheduled this week, 3) your mommy finishes the massive amounts of
work scheduled this week, and 4) we buy a new washing machine and have
it delivered and installed. Then you are free to come any time. Thank
you."

Congrats! :-)


From: Betsy on
cjra wrote:

> All in all, a wonderful experience. Not painless, but mostly
> tolerable. DH said he thinks it was more painful for me this time
> around. I'm not sure – the pushing experience was totally different
> (with DD, emergency in hospital, lots of screaming by nurses…) I had a
> similar frustration that this baby was not coming out, so had lost my
> “zone” of focus, but I wouldn't change it for the world. I loved
> birthing at home. Overall, very peaceful, and a wonderful way to add
> to our family.
>
>
Great birth story! Thanks for posting it. I'm glad it went so well and
was so different from the first.

I've found birthing at home much less stressful than even a good
hospital birth experience.

--Betsy
From: Welches on
Congratlations!
Debbie

"cjra" <cjrohr31(a)hotmail.com> wrote in message
news:c6940e5c-67d4-42b8-a733-443432cd2fc6(a)a21g2000yqc.googlegroups.com...
It was Tuesday Dec 8 at 3PM that I posted the following on facebook:
" Dear Baby: Please stay inside me until 1)we finish the sheetrock and
primer, 2)your Papa finishes the massive amounts of work he has
scheduled this week, 3) your mommy finishes the massive amounts of
work scheduled this week, and 4) we buy a new washing machine and have
it delivered and installed. Then you are free to come any time. Thank
you."

Apparently I either knew something might be up, or this kid doesn't
listen to me...I'm not sure why I posted that. I had my usual post-
lunch pains and I'd been feeling more tired and distracted than usual,
but nothing signaling labor. I left early for my midwife appt at 5.
When she arrived, I noticed some extra mucus and wondered if it was
the mucus plug, but it was clear. I didn't even think to mention it.
She measured me, all looked normal for 38 weeks. I continued to lose
mucus, but knew it could mean labor was hours, days or weeks away. By
late evening I started to have my loose bowel syndrome.which is how
labor started with DD. But again, it wasn't as obvious. I did tell DH
not to be shocked if labor began, but I didn't think it would. At
2am I couldn't sleep so emailed my midwife just to let her know what
was happening and I'd call in the morning. In the morning I wasn't
feeling well so stayed home, but still wasn't sure. No obvious
contractions yet. DD went to daycare, DH told me to call if I needed
him, the sheetrock guys came. I tried doing some work but couldn't
focus, as the contractions started to become more obvious. Sometime
after 10 I called my midwife to describe them, and she agreed they
didn't sound consistent enough - long stretches between contractions,
nothing close to 1 minute long yet, and irregular. I called DH with an
update and he said he'd plan to come home a bit early. I had planned
a Girls' Night for Wednesday, and debating keeping it on, thinking if
this was pre-labor, some wine with friends might be good. But then
decided I should probably cancel just in case..

By 11AM, there was no doubt....1 min long, 3 min apart. I was trying
to be discreet so as not to alarm the workers. As it turned out, I was
about to tell them they needed to leave for the day when they said
they were finishing up for the day. Called my midwife and she said
she'd be right over. Called DH and said "I think you need to plan to
come home soon!"

I tried taking a walk. Didn't get very far and just walked around the
house. By then, the contractions were powerful. DH got home, and got
the room ready (it was full of stuff from the hallway due to the
sheetrocking work). By then I was in the bathtub, with the shower
jets on my back. Midwife #1 (midwife) arrived.. I was 4cm dilated at
that point, water not broken.

DH went to get DD about 3pm. She was so sweet when she saw me, very
concerned, very calm and almost shy. I told her she was to become a
big sister today!

Eventually midwife #2 arrived with the birthing tub and I moved to
that. Still painful, but much more comfortable than kneeling in my
bathtub. Sometime around 7pm I had the urge to push. DH got in the tub
with me, and eventually so did DD, who was ever so helpful rubbing my
back and pouring water on my back. Midwife #1 said if I felt the urge
to push, go with it. So I did. Throughout, I was in pain but pretty
calm and mostly quiet.

After some time of that and feeling like the baby was moving down, she
said to feel for the head. I could feel something but it wasn't
obvious. More pushing..nothing. Eventually she checked me again - I
was only 8 cm, and my water hadn't broken! I was sure it had as I'd
felt a gush and saw some membranous material and bloody show. Nope.

So, out of the tub to walk around and NOT push for awhile. Now this is
when the real pain began. It was so hard to walk at this point, but
DD took advantage of the free tub to swim ;)

She checked me again, I'd moved to 9cm, but still water bag totally in
tact and not budging. While Midwife #2 checked, trying to see where
the baby was to decide if it was ok to break the water, it broke.
Relief. And then the REAL pain. I was definitely ready to push. It was
about 9:20 then. Some intense rough pushing, finally movement there.
DD watched for awhile, even putting on gloves to "help." But then got
a little worried by "mommy is upset" (my "Ouch oh dear god this
hurts!" comments).not quite shouting, but intense enough. She wasn't
scared, just concerned. She left the room for a bit. I kept trying to
get back into the tub but too many contractions/urge to push I
couldn't move. When I finally had a break I almost ran for it - once I
got into the tub, HEAVEN. 2-3 more pushes and I heard "she's
crowning!" which was all I needed to hear, another push and there was
the head, one more push and the baby popped up.

He came up sputtering..I turned around to sit, they moved him they
checked the length of the cord (they left the cord attached until the
placenta was delivered). Covered him immediately with a towel, so we
hadn't yet checked if he was a he or a she. DD had already returned to
the room, touched her new sibling and was so peaceful - she was just
in awe! He immediately moved to my breast and tried to latch on and DD
said "Mommy, the baby likes your boob!"

Maybe 10-15 minutes later the cord had stopped pulsing, and I had
another urge to push, and pop, out came the placenta. A welcome relief
after last time when the OB had to dig it out. The placenta grossed
out DD a bit - she said "Oh yucky!" Eventually they clamped the cord
and we took a look at who we had ?

All in all, a wonderful experience. Not painless, but mostly
tolerable. DH said he thinks it was more painful for me this time
around. I'm not sure - the pushing experience was totally different
(with DD, emergency in hospital, lots of screaming by nurses.) I had a
similar frustration that this baby was not coming out, so had lost my
"zone" of focus, but I wouldn't change it for the world. I loved
birthing at home. Overall, very peaceful, and a wonderful way to add
to our family.



From: Kat on

"cjra" <cjrohr31(a)hotmail.com> wrote in message
news:c6940e5c-67d4-42b8-a733-443432cd2fc6(a)a21g2000yqc.googlegroups.com...
It was Tuesday Dec 8 at 3PM that I posted the following on facebook:
" Dear Baby: Please stay inside me until 1)we finish the sheetrock and
primer, 2)your Papa finishes the massive amounts of work he has
scheduled this week, 3) your mommy finishes the massive amounts of
work scheduled this week, and 4) we buy a new washing machine and have
it delivered and installed. Then you are free to come any time. Thank
you."

<snip>

Wow. I haven't even checked in here for soooo long, but came to see this
lost in all the spam.
Congrats!!! What a great story!