I had been working my garden a lot the last few weeks and had discovered I had a bunny eating my veggies! So Thursday morning I got up and went to Lowes to buy fencing supplies. Came home and got right to work, hammering 3' t-posts into the ground. It wasn't hard work at all and I was pleasantly surprised with my quick progress. It was a hot day and I was making sure to drink tons of water, as the day before after being outside most of the day I had felt a little dehydrated. After hammering in about 16 posts, my neighbor, Jenny, came to help me with the actual fencing part. I had started having Braxton hicks pretty frequently, which was abnormal for me at all, and weren't painful at all, just annoying. We got the fence finished around 2pm and took a break. I laid my almost 2 year old down for a nap, and that's when I noticed I hadn't really felt any movement from the baby all day. I went and sat down and drank some lemonade to try and wake baby up. I was still having Braxton hicks every few minutes which made me worried the baby was stressed or something. (I had heard a birth story recently that didn't end well and had put a little fear bug in my head.) I was planning to meet with my midwife later to get the birthing poo.l So I asked her to bring her Doppler so we could check the baby and put me more at ease. Baby sounded great when she checked and I relaxed. That afternoon my Braxton hicks turned to contractions during my oldest daughter's softball game. They weren't painful but just more crampy feeling and wrapped around my back more. I got excited thinking it was prodomol labor and that maybe the baby would come in a week or so. They stopped/slowed down that night when I was finally able to sit and relax.
The next morning (Friday) I woke up after not sleeping well and felt exhausted. I ran some errands with the kids and did a lot of sitting around. Around 3:30 I started to get ready to go to a cookout we had planned. I cooked a casserole and had a few contractions but nothing notable at all. When I got to the cookout, around 5:15, I started having more regular contractions and throughout the party they became more "painful." They didn't hurt really just uncomfortable and I started having to move through them. On my way home, I started timing them after having one that made me breathe through it. I thought to myself, this can't be it! I'm only 38 weeks! I figured I'd get home and check for any mucous plug or bloody show and let that be the sign that this was true labor.
After 3-4 contractions my water broke and I looked down to see a stream of meconium floating out. I yelled to my husband to call the midwife. She asked several questions about the meconium and told me to get out of the bath and get moving around because I'd probably need to transfer to the hospital. I got out and right down to floor of the bathroom. Meconium was streaming out of me. I started shivering and had my husband bring me a sweatshirt. I had a few more very intense contractions. I felt the baby coming down and told my husband to call the midwife because the baby was coming now. My neighbor was back from the store and stood in the hall kind of panicked.
My midwife was on the phone and said the other would be there any minute. I told her the baby was crowning and I reached down to feel for its head. I did not feel what I expected. It was soft and fleshy and I panicked. I had gotten on my knees and was leaning over the side of the bathtub pushing with the contractions. At that point I just let me body do what it needed to do. I heard someone say it was a butt and a foot coming out. The midwife told them to call 911. After one foot and it's butt came out my husband pulled out the other foot and the baby kind of hung there (according to my neighbor lol)! My contractions and body were doing most of the pushing. I remember yelling "help me!!" One arm and shoulder came out and my neighbor said she reached and eased the other arm out and instructed me to push the head out. I felt the biggest relief of my life as the baby was out. I turn around and grabbed the baby and held him to my chest. He was covered in meconium and a little vernix but looked pink and was breathing and whimpering and a little gurgly. My husband and neighbor and I just kind of all sat there in shock. They said it was a boy and I couldn't believe it. I had one of them go get the bulb syringe and started suctioning his mouth. He looked perfect. The midwife was back on the phone at some point and asked how he looked and instructed us on suctioning. She said the other midwife would be there any second. This was 11pm.
The midwife and the ambulance pulled up at the same time and the midwife ran in ahead of them to check the baby. She listened to his lungs and said they sounded great and he looked great. She said she felt comfortable with me staying home if I wanted to. Of course I did! The EMTs congratulated us and left. We walked to the bedroom and I delivered the placenta and got cleaned up. My other midwife arrived and the two got everything in order. The baby was perfect and I felt great too. I didn't have any tearing or issues at all. The baby weighed a healthy 7 pounds 8 ounces. He was so alert and calm. My kids were back up and very excited to hear they had a brother! My midwives were very surprised he had turned breech, as he was definitely head down earlier in the week at my prenatal appointment. They said I was very lucky he came out so easily and had I transferred to the hospital I'd have definitely been forced into a c section!
All in all I'd say my birth was very easy. The labor was so quick that it was just over and done with before I could really think about it. We are soooo in love with our son and I am so glad I chose a home birth.