Here I Go Again!
I just had a daughter in January and I found out today that I'm 3 weeks pregnant with number 2! I don't think it has sunk in yet. I still have moments where I'm overwhelmed by Kady (my daughter's) presence. Just her being there makes me get teary and dreamy -now I'm going to experience it all again!
Kady was such an easy pregnancy, I had a little nausea and some, "growing pains," but overall I remember it as a wonderful experience. My hubby was on deployment (Navy) at the time [In fact, he just was discharged last month, which probably has a lot to do with my current situation:)] So, I had arranged to have my Midwife meet me and take me to the birthing center since I don't have much family where we live.
On the day Kady was born, I woke up about 5 am with painful, but not intense, cramping. I thought this was Braxton-Hicks, and I didn't want to be a worry wart, so I just kida lazed around in bed, dozing a little bit and hoped they would go away. Finally I got up, mainly because I need to use the restroom, then busied myself doing housework. I was feeling uncomfortable and crampy, but at no point did I think I was in labor.
By 10 am, the cramps were starting to feel like something new. After I had a few that I had to stop and breathe through, I called the Midwife and left a message, then called the birthing center. They said to come on in if I needed to, but I probably had plenty of time since this was my first. Anyway, the midwife called after I got off the phone and said she was on her way; but that she was about a hour away. Don't worry she said, this is going to take hours. Little did I know that I'd be a mom in less than two!
By this time it was nearly 11 a.m. and I was getting really strong contractions about 4 - 5 minutes apart and I was feeling pressure in my groin and back. It was actually the scariest part of the whole delivery. I had finally got message my body was sending - "Hey dummy, you're having a baby, right now!" - but felt powerless to do anything about it. And being all alone wasn't helping at all.
Within a few minutes of getting the Midwife's call, I felt I needed to get down on all fours to deal with the contractions. I have no idea how long this went on, but by the time she got there, I was groaning and pushing through every contraction.
So, she calms me down a little, then checks me out and she's like, "we're not going to the hospital this is happening right now." I remember clearly thinking -very angrily- she should tell me something I didn't already know. I felt tremendous pressure- the only release was to go with my squeezing contractions and push! It actually felt good to push, but at the same time my muscles were getting exhausted and cramping constantly when I wasn't pushing.
The midwife (Alice) wanted me to get up and try to walk through some contractions. As soon as I stood, I felt a gush, then wetness. Sure enough my waters had broken. I was trying to walk around, supported by Alice, but it was very weird because I could actually feel my baby's head between my hips, so I had to kinda waddle. As I worked through my contractions I could feel the baby's head slide down the birth canal then slip back. This went on for maybe another ten or so contratcions until somehow, I knew I close to delivering.
So I got back on all fours, this time with Alice supporting me, my arms draped over her shoulders. I did get a fair amount of pain near the end when I was crowning. I felt intense burning, like I was going to burst in half. But one more push and her head was out, then two more easy ones and the rest of her came slithering out of me.
When she opened her little blue eyes every hint of pain washed out of me in an instant. To hold her so soon after she came into the world was the best moment of my life. I still get choked up about it.