Hannah’s Birth Story

I had the sheer delight of welcoming my third child and first baby girl into the world in the comfort of my own home; with my husband, mother, midwife and two assistants 5 years ago today.  My water broke at 10 pm and I started contractions around 11:00 pm.  I informed my husband; who had begun to make sure we had everything in place.  I then called my midwife and mother to let them know that she’d be here soon.  The first assistant showed up within 20 minutes and had begun to set up.  The second assistant arrived about a half hour later; while my midwife came an hour later (because she lived the farthest away).

The atmosphere was calm and easy going.  My husband had jazz playing in the background as the birthing team talked; and he and my mom laughed and shared stories about our boys.  The contractions started at about 5 minutes apart; and then dropped to 4.5 minutes; and finally to 2.5 minutes for about the last hour and a half or so.  I sat on the couch quietly rehearsing affirmations and visualizing a quick and easy birth.

Once the contractions became closer together, I went into the bathroom alone and continued my breathing exercises and even smiling through each one.   My wonderful midwife came in a little while and asked me would I like company; to which I responded: “Sure!”  I was on all fours and rocked with each wave.  By this time, my birthing team had all made it to the birthing area.  I was keenly aware of everyone.  My husband sat on the birthing stool directly in front of me; while the assistants were on either side of me; and my midwife was in the back.  My mom quietly sat in the living room praying.

As the contractions became more intense, I verbally began coaching myself to relax, let go and breathe.  My midwife put pressure on my lower back; which seemed to cut the intensity of the contractions in half.  As I felt the pressure of my precious baby girl bearing, down, I gave a push and out flew baby Hannah!  I felt SO much better!  Her father caught her and held her as the birth team cleaned her up.  I laid on the bed and she was placed on my chest.  Once the umbilical cord ceased pulsating, the midwife instructed my husband, as they worked together to clamp and tie off the umbilical cord.

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The birthing team left out to the dining room to allow my husband and I to bond with our new baby girl.  She was beautiful and very alert!  She made little cute noises and found her way to my breast; and latched on like a pro!  She nursed for a while and then I dozed off.  When I’d awaken, she was once again in her father’s arms.  He was enamored with this little cutie and called her his princess.

We went upstairs and I took what felt like the BEST shower of my entire life.  The warm water felt amazing!  After my shower, I got dressed and laid down in my own bed.  It was heavenly.  My birthing team completed paperwork for Hannah…..her birth certificate, foot prints, etc.  We all guessed at Hannah’s weight.  My husband was spot on and won with his 5 lbs, 11 oz. guess.

The boys awoke to find their new little sister and were thrilled.  They got to hold her and kiss her ALL day long.  As my husband got ready for work, he said: “I never thought about having a big family, but I really love it!”  I love listening to them and watching them run around.”   He then said that he could have more.  I chose to focus on the first part of his statement; and act like he NEVER said that second part.  I was quite content with my two boys and new little girl (at the time).  God bless all of the  mommies-to-be with a safe and uneventful birth.  As always, have an excellent rest of your week.

Yonka

Caleb’s Birth Story

Today, my eldest son turns eight; and I am forever grateful to the Most High for him. He’s kind-hearted, a love carrier, discerning, a leader, super-fast like the flash, a great big brother and son; and so much more. Here’s his birth story.

My water broke around early afternoon. We waited until around five to go to the hospital; which was about an hour away. My husband drove like a maniac; and I just reclined my seat and prayed for safety. We arrived at the hospital and were kindly received by the warm nursing staff. We were taking to the birthing suite which had a balcony, water birthing tub; and a beautiful view of the mountains. My cheerful midwife came and checked me; along with the sweetest nurse’s aide. There was no activity yet; so I walked around and did Zumba on the balcony, to help things along. My midwife told me that the doctor (whom I had NEVER even met) wanted to give me pitocin to speed things up. I said to her: “With all due respect, I’ve never even met the doctor. I respect both of your training; however, this is my body, and it was designed to do this on its own.”  ….and that was the end of that conversation & I never did meet or see that doctor. Finally, I had begun having more consistent contractions. They were bearable; and I would just breathe through each one. Time moved on and I was only one cm dilated. My midwife left out; because she said it was normal for first-time moms to take a little bit longer to give birth. I called my mom to give her an update. She said: “Yonk, it won’t be long babe.” She later told me that she could hear discouragement in my voice, since it had been taking so long.

I got in the shower and the kind nurse’s aid massaged my lower back. I then went into the birthing pool. It was HOT! I jumped out. The time between contractions grew shorter and shorter. I was laying on the floor; and I exclaimed to my husband: “I don’t think I can do this! I think I need the drugs.” (This is after I had a well-written birth plan; which included no drugs). Just as I spoke that, the voice of my dear friend Angel, rang in my mind. She had called me a day or two earlier and said: “Yonka, I feel like I need to tell you this. When you feel like you can’t go on, the baby is about to come.” I got up off of the floor to lay in the bed. I was laying on my back; and wanted to get up to squat. My midwife was trying to turn me on my side, so that she could check me; however, I proved to be too strong. She asked my husband for help. He lifted me and placed me down on my side. That’s when my baby boy popped out onto the bed. No one caught him; because he came so fast. I felt such relief!!!!!

It was as if everything slowed down to slow motion speed. My midwife, husband and nurse’s aide stood at the bedside stunned. My baby boy laid there just looking around. I was looking at this beautiful creation and filled with joy. My midwife picked him up and carried him to the little table to clean him up, weigh him; and get his hand and foot prints.  It took a couple of minutes. He was 6 lbs, 2 oz; and 19 in. They then brought him to me and laid him on my tummy. He found his way up to my breast latched and began to eat. At some point, my husband took him and had him until I woke up the next morning. Different nurses came in, to congratulate me on a job well done. We were in love with our new baby; and were actually ready to go home that morning.  We however, had to stay until that the next day.

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I had a pretty good birthing experience at the hospital. I say pretty good, because my next three births were all at home (or someone’s home). As their birthdays approach, I will be sharing their individual birth stories as well; to encourage new moms-to-be in their birth place decisions. I firmly believe that YHWH/God designed our bodies so well; and that the wisdom to birth children without drugs (no judgement on ANY mom who has or wants drugs…..I COMPLETELY understand) is in us. I read quite a few books about child birth during each of my four pregnancies; but the one that was MOST helpful was “Ina May’s Guide To Childbirth,” by Ina May Gaskins. I could go on and on about it; but I won’t. If you are a mom-to-be, I HIGHLY recommend this book! As always, thanks for reading and YHWH/God bless you!