My Unplanned Birth Story.
When I was pregnant with my second child, I did everything I could to prepare for her birth. From Lamaze class to birthing plans, I researched everything I could that involved having an easy birth. Despite my obsessive planning, I was thrown into a whirlwind when all my plans changed, and I ended up giving birth AT HOME!
Wait, what!? Start from the beginning!
So, when I found out I was pregnant with my second child, I knew from the beginning that I wanted to do a natural birth. Unlike my first born, I wanted to have an unmedicated birthing experience; and to top it off, I wanted to shoot for a water birth (crazy huh?). So, I opted to have a Midwife follow me during my pregnancy.
Leading up to the birth.
Just days before I gave birth to my daughter, my family came into town and planned to stay at my house for a week (yay!). And like many pregnant women before me, I started to feel really uncomfortable and antsy for my daughter’s big debut. In the moment of desperation, I concocted a drink to help speed up the process, and lo and behold I started having contractions within a couple of hours (click here and let me know if you want the recipe).
We rushed out of the house and headed to my Midwifes office. It was around 1:00a when we arrived, and I was having a ton of contractions. Time passed, the contractions started to die down, and I was only dilated 2-3cm when my midwife checked me at 3:00a. Since there was no action happening, my Midwife suggested that I go home, rest and “take it easy”.
First signs of labor.
On the way home from my Midwife’s office, I felt a quick pop from the inside of my body. My instincts told me that something was going to happen. I reached down to check if there was any fluid, and to my surprise I was completely dry (weird). I called my Midwife and told her what happened, and she advised to call her once my contractions were a minute apart.
About 10 minutes away from my house, my contractions started back up again but this time it was different. They were longer, sharper and took my breath away; but they weren’t a minute apart so no call to the Midwife.
When I finally got home.
I was still having those horrible contractions. Luckily my husband, sister, mom, dad and daughter were all there to support me through the pain. I remember walking around the house, laying on the bed and swaying my hips in the hopes that I would get some relief from the pain (you know, like that they teach you in those birthing classes). But to my disappointment, I felt NO RELIEF.
After only 15 minutes of being home, I felt like I had no control over my body. My contractions were coming fast and were very steady. Seeing this, my sister called my Midwife to let her know what was going on, she told my sister that she would be on her way to my house but won’t arrive for another 30 minutes (what!).
It’s go time.
At this point, I felt the need to push because of the pressure the baby was putting on my canal. I instinctively straddled the toilet (while screaming in pain), to somewhat help relieve the pain and pressure. My sister automatically knew it was time, so she and my husband carried me from the toilet to the bed.
At first, I was laying down in the position that they put you in at the hospital, but my instincts hit me yet again. I turned on all fours and started pushing like a mad woman. Thank God my sister is a nurse and was quick on her feet; she collected towels and gloved up. While I was pushing, my husband was at my side, my mom was holding light towards the opening and my sister was right there to catch the baby.
She was finally out!
When she came out, my sister noticed that her umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck. In a heartbeat, I grabbed the cord and unwrapped it (there goes my maternal instincts again). The moment I did that, my Midwife ran through the bedroom door. She patted my daughter’s back to get a good cry out of her and handed her over to me. I held her and she automatically latched on to eat. I watched her while my sister inserted an IV into my vein, to keep me hydrated.
You know that moment in the movies where the mom is united with the baby after birth? Yeah, I was in that moment, and in that moment, I didn’t realize how much blood I was losing. My sister explained to me afterwards that I was hemorrhaging after the placenta came out. On top of that, the Midwife’s assistant forgot to bring the Med box that contained the IV medication that helps contract the uterus and stop the bleeding.
In the heat of it all, my Midwife had to shove a piece of the placenta into my mouth to help stop the bleeding (an old wives’ tale). She also had to reach into, what felt like, my stomach to remove the remnants of the placenta out. And I got to tell ya, her doing that was NOT a great experience, it hurt like hell!
The Ambulance finally came.
I was rushed to the nearest hospital, since my Midwife couldn’t stop the bleeding. Once there, they ran blood tests on me and the baby, made sure all the remnants were removed (for the second time), and I was hooked up to an IV with meds.
In hindsight, it was a blessing in disguise that the assistant forgot the Med box. With that little hiccup, we were able to get blood work done for myself and the baby and were able to make sure we were healthy and well enough to go home.
I have got to say; the recovery after the birth was amazing! I recovered so much quicker than with my first born and that birth was with an Epidural. But with this birth, I was up and about, walking around with no pain the very next day. Just goes to show, if you let your body do what it naturally needs to do during child birth, then your body can naturally recover just as fast.
I’ve learned so much about myself during this birthing journey. I have come to realize how much stress and pain my body can take, how fast my body can naturally heal itself, and how strong my mind truly is during tough times.
The one piece of advice that I would give to the moms who are considering a home birth or natural birth, is to let the course of nature do its job. Nothing can truly prepare you for childbirth; no matter how much you plan, you can never forecast how your birthing story will turn out. I hope you enjoyed my birthing story! If you would like to read more posts from me, head over to my blog where I share tips, advice and stories with parents and military spouses.
Hi I’m Catherine!
I’m a military spouse, stay-at-home mom and content creator for my blog Love always, Catherine. I love sharing tips, advice and stories with friends, family and my readers. I believe that life is about having meaningful relationships, creating and sharing stories, living simply & keeping close the things that only bring you joy. I hope to see you on the blog and engage with you soon!