This is the story of our first home birth. Even though the apprentice was the one that came, she was just about to start practicing on her own and she already had her own clients. The decision of where to give birth is not one to be taken lightly and requires lots of research.
Wednesday morning, November 30, 2005 at
2am I felt like I had to pee so I got up and went to the bathroom. I
felt like I had to pee again 12 min. later. I started to get suspicious
when I had to pee again 11 min. later. I tried to wake up MrLivingOurWay but he
just mumbled to tell him when the baby came out went back to sleep. He
doesn't even remember me waking him the first several times and finally
got up about 4:30 am. So I went out to the kitchen and I finished
swiffering the kitchen and dining room floors. Contractions weren't so bad that I couldn't work through
them. I just wrote them down so that I could tell how far apart they
were. They got as close as 4 min. a part and then they lengthened back
out to 12 min. apart. At 4am, I decided to call my midwife at home.
Her husband informed me that she was at a birth but if it was urgent I
should call her cell. I spent 15 min. or so trying to figure out whether
it was worth bothering her. I saw blood in the bathroom and then got on
the computer to do a few things and when I was done, I called her cell
phone. She informed me that she was a birth and there was no way she
could leave. She would send a back up. I told her I'd call her back if
the contractions got worse.
The contractions stayed separated but eventually hurt so bad that I had
to get in the bath tub to get through them. About 6:45 am, I told MrLivingOurWay to call the midwife and tell her she'd better send someone right
then if she was going to send someone. She asked to speak to me and I
told her it hurt really, really bad every time I got out of the water.
She said "Well you're in labor, it's going to hurt." She called back in a
few minutes and told me she was sending her apprentice but it would take
an hour and forty five minutes for her to get there. I later found out
they were both at a birth that was technically two and a half hours
away. She told MrLivingOurWay that if I started pushing before the apprentice
got there to call and she’d walk him through it. At seven, I had MrLivingOurWay call a lady who'd offered to watch our oldest FindingOurWay. To my surprise the FindingOurWay
wanted to go to lady's house and was very excited to leave with her. She
came in the bathroom all excited about leaving just as I was getting a
really bad contraction but I was still able to smile at her and tell her
to have good time. The contractions really didn't appear to be very
close together while I was in the water and I could get through them by
letting my body go limp. It was really bad, however, if i got out of the
water. It would be like one big contraction that just kept getting
stronger and stronger and never went away. Needless to say I was only
out of the water for quick trips to the bathroom. About 8:30am, I got
tired of the bathtub and asked MrLivingOurWay to finish filling the birth tub.
He mumbled something about having plenty of time and I had to get
pretty mean with him. He got to work. I told him at that point I didn't
even care about the temperature. I just wanted to stretch my legs out
and have deeper water and a softer bottom.
I got in the birth tub (an inflatable kiddie pool) and the relief was
even better than the bathtub. However the contractions were now too bad
to just go limp through. I started making some really ugly noises but
not out of control noises. About 15 to 20 minutes into this I told MrLivingOurWay to call the midwife's apprentice and find out where she was. She
informed him she was just over a mile from our house. It seemed to take
forever before she was standing in our bedroom.
The apprentice began getting the
birth supplies organized. She told me that my noises meant I was in
transition which was not what I expected to hear. I figured I would just
be in active labor because I was still able to carry on a conversation. The apprentice later said I was
probably complete when she walked in. She asked if I was pushing with my
noises and I told her no. I told her that I absolutely did NOT want to
push at all. It had been very painful with the first one and I just didn't want
to. It wasn't long before I realized that my water had never broken. The apprentice began to give instructions on how she would have to handle the
situation if the water hadn't broken by the time the baby's head came
out. The water not breaking was what had probably made the contractions
to this point less painful and at and after this point more painful. The
bag of waters was hitting my bowel but it didn't feel like I had to use
the bathroom it just HURT. When I was informed of why this was
happening I begged her to break my water. She said to push for 10 more
minutes and if it didn't break she'd do it for me. I ended up pushing
with my knees against her hands. And the water did infact break two
pushes before the baby came out. It was instant relief. I did after
several contractions in the pushing stage lose control and say that I
couldn't do it not so calmly. I pushed out our second daughter at 10:12
am in a very very small cloud of blood. She had apgars of 9 and 10 (she
cried right way) and had more vernex on her than the apprentice had seen on
a full term baby before. The midwife
commented what a big baby she was. Then later commented how little the
placenta was for such a big baby and began looking carefully for missing
parts. However, when we weighed and measured we realized why the
placenta was so small. Our second FindingOurWay was 7 lbs 6 oz and only 18 inches long.
She had broad shoulders and a larger head. She was just "fat". For a few
minutes there was concern that she was a little early but after
counting the folds on her feet it was decided that she was definitely
right on time at 39 weeks and 6 days.
I have no doubt that if I’d had her in the hospital, I would have
ended up with an epidural this time. The pain when I was out of the
water was very unbearable and the contractions felt way different. The
water was definitely what got me through this birth.