To make a short story even shorter….ok, so, if you know me, already read my blogs, you know I don’t do ‘short’ well. 😉
39 weeks. I’m feeling d.o.n.e. DONE. Pelvic discomfort about to knock me out for the count. Been praying the baby would come soon in hopes of relieving that.
As with my last couple pregnancies, no real lead in to labor. Very few, minor, sporadic contractions in the last weeks. Nothing ever enough to make ya think ‘oh labor’. Heck, half the time I wouldn’t have even admitted it was a contraction.
Spent the week working on Doodle’s 7th bday cake. Saturday 12.11 hubs and the big boys are off at a wrestling tournament, per usual for this season. The 3 little freaks hung out with me. We tied the house a bit, I ransacked the boys’ bedroom as I went to find a couple of library books. Then we went to the library.
Home to snag some lunch and just chill. Babysitter was originally due around 3-ish as hubs had a Christmas party to attend that started at 4. Talked to him and he said we’d just be going to the party later. Okee doke.
Later comes, I call the babysitter, hubs comes home and we’re on our way. We hang out and have a good time with some new folks. I’m the ‘freak’ because I have more than 2 kids..and I have them at home. :~p
Party winds down, we drive home in the rain.
Enter the house, chit chat with the babysitter for a few minutes then just as she is about to leave…um….did what I think happen just really happen?
I go to the bathroom. Um, yeah. Water broke. Not a single contraction.
Carry on dismissing babysitter..for about another minute..then I’m back to the bathroom. Slightly bigger gush. I tell hubs as babysitter is juuuust walking out the door.
I just lie down to rest. Who knows what’s going to happen from here. I mean, some folks water breaks long before labor really ensues. So, again, I don’t really know what to think, what’s going on. I just relax, rest, watch some tv.
Every once in a while a small contraction comes, but it’s all quite minor.
Until about midnight when things seem to pick up, things get a little on the uncomfortable side. I’m getting tired of getting up to go to the bathroom a hundred times..so I just stay in there for a bit, see what that position does for contractions. I have a couple more.
Then I walk around the room a bit, just to see what that would do.
I’m getting slightly more intense contractions by now, but still not unbearable. But I’m tired. I let hubs just sleep once we got home and there were no immediate contractions. He’s been fighting a cold and had an early start to the day. I didn’t need him yet. Let him sleep so he’d be *there* when I needed him. 😉 But…*I* was now getting tired. Weary. I had been praying. Praying for strength, comfort, quick, easy, uncomplicated, safe, painless birth.
I was having some back labor. I was really getting worn out. I began to pray He would speed things along. “Please Lord, pick up the pace, give me my second wind and move us on, I am so weary. I do not want to shut down now, I do not want to lose it. I just want to move forward. Let’s go.”
Then I began to feel a tad pushy. I woke up Brad, telling him I wasn’t sure I was *there* yet but, closer. I then asked him to pray, silently (I didn’t want any ‘noise’ now, I had done this all on my own, in quiet thus far, I liked that) for continued strength and courage and that things would move along now.
A few more contractions, more pushy feeling. Oh how tired I am. Not so much physically tired, I guess more mental, just….weary and fading. I pray again, asking for things to move along, more specifically this time. “Lord, please, I am so weary right now, so worn down, please, 2 more contractions and then pushing?”
Sure enough. Two more contractions and I was very much pushing. Now I’m reminding myself even more..we’re there, we’re there..soon I will have a baby in my arms! Oooh this is the hard part. This is that part where it all comes to a head and I want to scream, not so much from pain but from exhaustion, emotion, a little fear.
One pretty hefty push and I feel bulging, the head was nearly there as I reached down. Back in as I catch my breath and await another contraction. That soon comes and the baby’s head is out. I collapse over the end of my bed, in relief. One just never knows how long you’re going to be IN that pushing stage, so even though I had started pushing, I was still a little ‘worried’.
Then another contraction and out slid baby, into daddy’s hands.
She pinks up and squeaks right away. A few little slobbery/gurgly sounds that quickly go away. She looks tiny. She’s yet to be weighed. I put that job on hubs. Um, yeah. 😉
I kneel on the floor for a while, trying to find the right position to sit and chill, hold her, let her try to latch on. It just wasn’t happening. Pelvis didn’t immediately heal 😉 So I kneel, holding her a while, then putting her on the floor as I readjust. Daddy holds her a bit then hands her back.
Soon the placenta is delivered making adjustment a bit easier. Then we settle into bed and she latches on…strong! She nursed a while and slept a while on daddy and then later she slept on my chest.
She’s a finger/thumb sucker just like her sister was early on. How funny is that? My boys never did any such thing. But both the girls are after their digits within moments of birth.
She has a ‘swelling’ on her back. It looks to be a fatty deposit that will likely go away on its own, according to our research. It doesn’t appear to bother her or indicate that anything is wrong. But if you would pray regarding it nonetheless, I would appreciate it.
Now all the kids have been up to see her. The girl is just beside herself. Warrior is..well..wild man Warrior “oh…baby” is about all ya get out of him. Boo is now warming up to the idea. At first he seemed quite disinterested, but as I type he lies on his belly, looking at the baby as she lies and squirms on daddy’s chest. He reaches out to touch her fingers, smiling at her. The boys have all come and oohed and aahed then let us be.
So, another ‘different’, quick labor. 3.5 hr from water breaking to birth. All is well, I just still await full use of my legs..as they’ve been difficult since this pelvic issue started. :~p