Best Birth EVER!

Well, let me tell you, this did not go as planned or expected. At least not according to my plans. We think God had a huge hand in making this happen the way it did. A previous pattern of long labors set me up to believe differently! And even the labor part was pretty close to my pattern. What was completely different was transition and pushing. And it was awesome.
I started laboring on Sunday night around bedtime. It was normal labor for me; slightly painful, short contractions every 10 minutes or so. I slept through most of the night, only waking to the occasional one. Monday morning, Jeremy had to go to work early so he was gone before I got up. Classical Conversations is on Mondays for us, so the kids and I got up and were getting ready for our day out. I did some blogging, Gideon and I took care of the animals, we packed our bags, and, yes, I was still having the contractions. I told the kids we were starting and that it would be Wednesday or Thursday when the baby came. (Seriously, labor for Gideon was 4 days, and Esmond for 3 1/2 days! Eowyn was induced and still lasted 17 hours. These are marathon labors!)

Jeremy called to check on us at one point. I told him labor had begun. He immediately began feeling anxious and wanted to lay down. (He was joking, but it's hard for him.) He told me that his phone was on vibrate so I would need to call his work number to get him. I didn't have that number memorized so he said "I'll write it down for you." He was at work.

I said, "Ok, you write down that number and stick it in your pocket." We laughed about that!

The kids and I packed up and went to CC. We told everyone labor had begun, but it would be a while. I did my usual routine there and just kept on having contractions. I didn't time them or anything, I knew it was my regular pattern of labor. After CC, I always go to work at my Dad's office for the afternoon while my Mom takes the kids to her house. So that's what we did. Might as well get my work done!

I spent the afternoon working and worrying my Dad. While I was there, I realized the contractions were coming closer so I found a timer online at my desk and found out they were 4 minutes apart, 30-40 seconds each. Ok, so I started wondering if this was going to happen Tuesday instead of Wednesday. But still 30 seconds of contractions does not get a baby out!

Jeremy got off work ahead of me, and after checking on me, decided to go hunting until dark. When I finished work, I went on out to Mom and Dad's to eat dinner and get the kids. Contractions were rhythmic, but still completely manageable. I couldn't talk through them, but we were still joking about it and just being relaxed. I decided to bring the kids home at dark, when Jeremy would be home to help, and let them pack some bags, just in case, they needed to come spend the night at Mom and Dad's. (Which is one of the highlights of having a baby for them.)

This was at 7:30. (Just a note, but see? I was still able to drive at 7:30!) Jeremy was home and helped the kids get packed and into bed. I lay down on the couch and timed the contractions for about 30 minutes. Now they were 5 minutes apart, 1 minute long. I emailed my midwife, let her know what was going on, but there was no urgency, I was still in complete control during the contractions, and had no idea what was about to happen. I also called my doula, who is my sister and knows my regular pattern. She told me to get comfortable and try to sleep through the night so we wouldn't be so tired when it was time.

So around 8:30ish, I told Jeremy I was going to take a shower and a bath. While I was standing in the shower, the contractions came quickly and hurt but slowed down when I got in the tub. Jeremy got the kids in bed and was trying to time contractions while getting Esmond to go to sleep. (Esmond never did go to sleep.) I started envisioning that the contractions were sprints to the finish line and I was able to pant through them as if I was running. When I got out of the tub, I showered off again and was going to get dressed in the bedroom. It was 9:20ish.

A contraction hit me and threw me to the floor on all fours. I felt a pop, and then my water started flowing. I panicked about the carpet (little did I know!) and yelled for help. Jeremy got a towel under me, and I lay on my left side to slow the contractions while he started calling everyone. He called my parents, and my midwife, and my sister. Mom said he very calmly said, "Nancy, Jennifer's water broke. We need to go." My midwife said she didn't think we were going to make it to her (she practices a little over an hour away).

My parents got here in 10 minutes, and my Mom came to me. She was trying to get me decent enough to get to the hospital; looking for my clothes and pulling my hair up. Dad was calling people and yelling. He called the hospital, then he's yelling about getting me in the car or calling an ambulance. I finally said, "just give me a minute!" We did have a little chuckle over that scene. Dad, the doctor, was panicking.

I had two contractions for transition. Only two! I had gotten halfway up, and the next contraction told me it was time to push. After that contraction, I swung myself into a decent pushing position. Mom didn't know I could still move that fast. I told them I could feel the head. Dad started yelling again and making more phone calls. He also gave Jeremy a good arm shaking about having to deliver the baby himself. Jeremy was keeping Esmond calm.

Karen and Patrick were flying (literally and illegally, I might add) toward our house. Patrick is a firefighter and heard Dad's 911 call on his radio. When they got here, Karen came straight to me. I was glad to see her.

We call the women in our family elephants because of the way we behave around our babies and birthing. The elephants were in full charge Monday night when the paramedics came in. Of course, the paramedics were doing their jobs, but they quickly learned and adjusted to the fact that this was not an emergency and we were all perfectly capable of handling this without panic. (Except maybe Dad.) Mom and Karen were the ones who communicated this. Mom told them to turn the lights off when they blazed in the bedroom and flipped them on. Karen told them no iv's! (With a good finger wagging too!) Mom told them to put the baby on my chest if they wanted to walk out of that room alive. Karen told them to quit yelling at me about pushing, that it takes me a while.

So they calmed down, and we birthed a baby on our bedroom floor at 10:05, only 40 minutes after my water broke! And it was amazing. God is good, y'all. She was calm and beautiful and peace fell over us.

And here she is! Noemi Lyn, born at home on October 20. She weighed 9 lbs. 11 oz. and was 20 inches long. Just a little, tiny peanut. We adore her! She was born on my youngest sister Emily's birthday, who is away at college and pleased to share her birthday with this little bundle. The whole night was such a blessing and so much fun. Jeremy chose her name, which means "my delight" and she has been a delight for our family from the very beginning. Praise God!




17 comments

  1. That sounds wonderful, fun and a great story to tell her on her birthday!

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  2. So beautiful! Thank you so much for sharing your lovely story with all of us! <3

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  3. Beautiful. Did you continue to stay home or did you head to the hospital?

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  4. So sweet!! It brought tears to my eyes!

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  5. Congratulations on your new wee one....
    Such a lovely story xxx

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  6. Wonderful story. I love it--the doctor was panicking and the women were in charge.

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  7. What a beautiful birth story!!! I love that you had the support of those fine women around you... what a blessing everything was!

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  8. Congratulations! What a fun birth. I am glad everything went well for you.

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  9. Amazing! After birthing 5 babies, I have discovered that no labor is the same. I've had 14 hour labors, to two weeks of prodromal labor, to under three hour labor (start to finish, I might say!!!). So glad that everything went well and everyone is healthy and well. I'm expecting #6 and who knows what this labor will be like. You can see my weekly pregnancy update videos on my blog. Just stopping by from the Wise Woman link up.

    JanelleS
    http://www.parsnipsandparsimony.com

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  10. Thank you all! I only have a moment with two free hands (that doesn't happen very often these days now!) so I can't thank you each individually, but I'm so appreciative! It really was a special night. And now I have a special little girl to cuddle with all day and night!

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  11. Beautiful story and baby! Please come join the link up at somuchathome.blogspot.com! I host a party each Wednesday. The link up parties last a whole week, so you can link up at any time. Feel free to link up as many posts as you'd like.
    God bless your beautiful family!

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  12. Wow, wow, wow! God is so good! Congratulations on your quick birth and beautiful girl! She is precious!

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  13. Precious! It was almost word-for-word how Nancy described it with tears in her eyes! Wow, what an experience!

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  14. I love reading birth stories. Yours is beautiful. It's funny you called her little when she was well over nine pounds, but I understand because my last baby was ten pounds and he still felt small to us. Beautiful baby and name.

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  15. What a beauty she is! Good work, mama!

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  16. What a delightful birth story! My favorite births were at home as well, though they were both planned. Thanks for writing this!

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  17. Love it!! My babies were born at home too- and if the last one was a hospital birth we wouldn't have made it there on time because she came so fast! Thank you for sharing! :)

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