This is the story of the birth of our third child. She was a Mother’s Day baby.
Who knows when “pre-labor” was… I suppose I could say three weeks ago it started!! I tried timing contractions at Costco at lunchtime on Mother’s Day, but I’d forget to push the stop button on the timer so I couldn’t really tell if they were getting longer, stronger, closer together! I quit timing because it just wasn’t painful enough to be considered labor.
At 4:00ish I laid on the couch to rest & read Monkey & Monster a story. Monkey was sitting on my shoulders, Monster on my hips as I laid on my side on the couch reading a book. Then I got a phone call from the sprinkler guy & I was talking to him & the kids were crawling all over me. Shortly after I got off the phone I felt a large POP! I swear I could almost hear it. …
POW!!! “Oh my gosh, I think my water just broke!”
Jesse from the bathroom: “What?! Are you sure?”
“Pretty sure, just a sec.” I stand up and GUSH! “Um… yes, that’s affirmative, can I use the bathroom?
Monkey (turning 2½ the next day) follows me into the bathroom & notices my undies on the floor. She leaves & in a second comes back with more undies & then grabs a pad from under the sink! Anyway, I sit there for about three minutes texting my birth team (photographer, videographer, babysitter). Then I get up, and before I got to the kitchen table, I was having a brutal contraction. Now THIS is worth of timing! Time to call the birth crew!!! Ha ha!
So, I called, and got a voicemail… one of the midwives’ personal voicemail. I just hung up and called again. Same thing, so I left a message. She called back soon after & I started blabbing … she interrupted and said, “Honey, I don’t have the phone.” Okay… so how did I just call her… anyway… phone patched through to the wrong persons personal line. She called the midwife on duty and a second later Inga called me… at which point I was in the middle of another doozie. Inga said, “Hard at work?” I said, “Ugh!” She said, “On my way, go lay on the couch.” So I did! And how much I hated laboring lying down! It was AWFUL! A couple contractions after lying down I said, “I need to push!” Jesse said, “Don’t you dare!”
So, I have no idea what time people started showing up… I was just in the middle of all this mayhem… trying to keep track of Monkey (2½ years) & Monster (14½ months) while Jesse got the pool set up & all the labor/birth supplies out, all while trying to monitor the turkey we had in the oven for dinner! Monster was getting into the pump for the pool so Monkey “babysat” him while Jesse was busy! It was chaotic to say the least. I was in HARD labor, all of a sudden! Jesse ended up asking the kids to stay on the couch, where they stayed until Lorie (friend & babysitter!) arrived.
So… I think the first person to arrive was Kim and she started helping out with the setup. Then Inga arrived. I made some comment about how much I hated being on the couch. Inga said I could get up, she just didn’t want LaLa arriving before she did! So I got up & knelt before my birth ball. The relief was incredible. Between contractions I talked to my kids who were still obediently sitting on the couch. Monster was pretty traumatized, eyes as wide as saucers. I wish I could have hugged him & loved on him some, but the contractions were coming too fast.
Finally, Lorie arrived (my friend, babysitter!)… the kids could be out of the room, and I could concentrate on the task at hand.
Everyone was still scurrying around the room setting up… Jesse was hauling hot water from the bathtub in a large pot while the hose tried desperately to fill the pool from the sink! Brittany was snapping pictures & shooting video. Inga & Kim were testing the water & doing whatever else they do to get ready! It was a race! I was pushing, hard, but trying not to! Inga finally said I could get in the pool but I’d have to sit because there wasn’t quite enough water. I didn’t care… but I’d have to have this one more contraction out of the water. Dang it!
As I lowered myself into the water I felt waves of relief wash over me! Aaaaahhhh… I can do this… again! It was so intense… I hadn’t had time to “get in the zone”… I didn’t have time to think! It was just happening so fast. A few contractions later I felt for her head inside of me & was surprised that she was so close. A little later… the ring of fire hit & in the middle of a contraction I squeaked, “She’s coming already!” I was so surprised! As I pushed her head began to emerge. I held her half-way out clear through to the next contraction. Then I pushed, her head came, I gave another push & there she was! Jesse & Inga both looked at the clock & said “58 mintues!” Yeesh!
I tell you what, I’m glad I plan on delivering at home! LaLa would have been born somewhere on the freeway or in the hospital lobby had not been a home-birther!
LaLa’s’ birth was the most intense of all three births… exciting, chaotic, rushed… but at the same time there was the peace & comfort of being in my own home knowing that I was being taken care of by people I loved & trusted. I had no fear during the whole process, even though I wasn’t able to get into that place of complete control because I didn’t have time to get there. It was a beautiful experience that I will never forget! And the best Mother’s Day present ever! I’m so thankful for my LaLa!