So there I was, standing in my living room as everyone was hurrying up and packing around me. To me time stood still and everything was a blur around me. My wonderful, helpful labor coaches were getting ready to leave. I kept thinking "this is it, no turning back" as my contractions continued.
Mr. CE was a bit frantic. He was nervous. I rarely see him get that way. As I waddled my way to the car I felt the rain drop on my hot hands. I remember thinking "I have to remember that it was raining the day she was born".
As we pull out of the garage, we started making the calls for JC to be picked up from school, I can still hear Mr. CE telling my mom "this was it". As he was talking, I think his foot would get heavier because he was speeding. Speeding, only to get stuck behind old men in buicks. The roads were wet and as I was lifting myself up with the "oh my god bar" I could hear our tires hydroplaning.After the contractions, I grabbed his hand, and softly said, "relax...relax".
Quickly after that I remember him saying "why did you have to pick a hospital this far away?".
I laughed and then grabbed for my dear life as I had another contraction, just 2 minutes after the last. They were getting stronger and lower. Breathing in with low grunts seemed to work and before I knew it we were at the hospital.
He dropped me off at the front entrance, the same entrance we had just walked out of a few hours early. I walked out so disappointed and I was very anxious to get back. As he parked the car I was standing in front of the hospital having stronger, painful contractions. With each one I would grab the brick building as the valet parking guy sat and watched. Yes, he watched and didn't offer a wheel chair or anything... I was grunting , swaying and holding on to the building with an audience. Nice huh?
Shortly I see Mr. CE walk up with all kinds of bags. (he was unhappy that I packed so much). As he was walking up, I went into a full hip sway, grunting contraction. That's when a woman decided to strike up a conversation. Yup, I am grunting away and she is telling me about her grandchild's birth and asking me if this is mine first. My response in the deepest voice I have ever had..."NNOOOOOO it's my SEEEEEEEECCCOND."
People. They never cease to amaze me.
Finally we were on our way up the elevator and I looked at Mr. CE. I remember thinking how much I loved him and secretly wished he could know how much this was going to hurt. Nope, i just kissed him instead.
To the room we headed after that. My midwife walking in right behind me and started getting the heart beat on the monitor as I swayed back and forth. I had a quick progress check and came into the hospital at 7 cm! Things were looking good and as soon as my IV and antibiotics were in ( i have a mitral valve prolapse) it was straight to the birthing tub...
Can I just tell you how much I loved the tub? If there is a next crooked baby...I want to deliver in it...
Soon after being in the wonderful tub, they made me get in bed to check progress. (never fun) Then our doula made me get in god awful positions to help things along. Like lunges. Evil lunges, but I still was laughing and joking. I could remember having a contraction, getting quiet, and the popping back up and cracking a joke. I have to say, that I even at this point in my labor, I was still having fun.
My labor at the hospital was only 3 1/2 hours. Which was so much better than JC's, thank goodness. His labor & delivery was not drug free like Eden's was. For that I am beyond proud of myself.
After that photo was taken, we thought my water broke, nope. I went back into the tub and then shortly after that I was back in bed getting ready to push. That was the hardest part. I cringe just thinking about it. The back pain and pressure was unbelievable. It was at this point I was second guessing a natural birth, to be honest.
Soon I was ready to push. The only thing I cold hear was my doula telling me "to stay ahead of the contraction". It kinda made Mr. Ce laugh as he still jokes about "staying ahead of the contraction".
(i was going to post an audio clip, but I can't figure out how to shorten it to the good part. You know where I wasn't pooping or burping or screaming.... but the audio clip is amazing)
Soon after a lot of moaning and screaming I was pushing. After about 20 minutes of pushing I was holding my sweet Eden Elise...
From the first time I held her, she had my heart
the new joy of 2 kids....
My labor team
Midwife, me and doula
Midwife, me and doula
Soon after JC and my parents walked in. Right there, we were finally a family of four...
We then looked out the window and saw that her rainy birthday turned into the most beautiful sunset...
God knew a beautiful miracle had just been born and he gave her a beautiful sunset as a gift.
Two months have passed and my heart grows each day because of her. Eden, JC and Mr. CE have made me the happiest woman, mom, wife ever. I am blessed to have had a happy, healthy and safe delivery.