Monday 2:30pm 39 weeks 2 days. I was driving home from my midwife appointment. Everything was normal. I told the midwife that I would probably deliver a week or so after my due date (as I had been telling everyone). I even told my husband not to schedule time off until that time. I was trying to be practical since my first baby came late. Not to mention I had a huge list of things that needed to be done before I would feel “ready” for baby.

 

THIS ACTUALLY HAPPENED. As I was driving I had this feeling that I needed to change the things I was telling my subconscious. I realized I was constantly telling the baby “you can’t come” “I’m not ready for you”. I was not surrounding him with feelings of safety and security. In that moment I put a hand to my belly and said “you can come anytime” “I will keep you safe and love you forever”. So cheesy I know 😅

 

Little did I know that that was all he needed. He was ready, my body was ready, and now I was mentally ready.

 

My mom was arriving Tuesday night and so I spent the day doing chores and trying to clean out the guest room. I had random contractions throughout the day but nothing that seemed like actual labor. About 7pm I was still cleaning but I had to stop and lean over the bed and sway through some contractions. Still in denial that anything was happening. 

 

I was uncomfortable so I did my normal routine of taking a bath and drinking water which had made my false contractions go away in the past. 

 

After 20 minutes of sitting in the bath, they started getting stronger. I had this strange discomfort in my lower back. My husband popped in and took one look at me and said “what are you doing?” I didn’t know how to respond because I knew he had work early the next day and I didn’t want to make a big deal if these were practice contractions. I texted my midwife just to let her know what was going on. 

 

We decided to time them and after a while they started getting sporadic. Phew it was just false labor.

 

I decided to go over my birth plan with him, since I was planning a home birth. I told him it was just precautionary and that I probably wasn’t in labor. 

 

We went to sleep around 9pm and I woke up about 10:30pm to strong menstrual like cramps that I couldn’t sleep through. I went to the bathroom and had a strong contraction. Ok yep this was labor. 

 

 

Part 2

 

I woke up my husband and told him it was go time. He texted his boss and then got the room setup the way I wanted it. The contractions started getting intense and I asked for back counter pressure. 

 

After a few contractions I threw up and this process continued for a couple hours. Whoa this isn’t fun I remember thinking. Was I seriously going to do this? 

 

Hoping my husband would come through with words of support, love, and encouragement I turned to him and said you gotta talk to me. But being put on the spot is not his thing and he could not think of anything to say 🤣🤣🤣 however he rocked the back pressure and took good care of me for the next 12 hours. 

 

Luckily I had been practicing the Bradley method where you bring yourself into a very relaxed state and also Christian hypnobirthing so that I could listen to spiritual, uplifting encouragement through my labor.

 

I got into a comfortable side position in bed with blankets and pillows surrounding me and I started my breathing technique and got into a deep state of relaxation. 

 

We tried timing the contractions but it got distracting and they were all over the place. I decided to just try to relax and let my body do its job. 

 

About 4am we timed again and contractions were 4-5 minutes apart. I texted the midwife to let her know. She asked when I wanted her to come. The thought of having any extra people distracting me right now did not seem pleasant. So I held off for a bit. 

 

Tuesday 6:30am I had an intense contraction that I had to growl through and also a slight pushy sensation. My husband texted the midwife that we thought it was getting close. 

 

7am ish the midwife and doula arrived and started setting up. I tried to focus on my hypnobirthing and relaxation techniques. I held perfectly still and loosed every muscle in my body. 

 

Part 3 

 

The back labor was very intense and I felt like I couldn’t survive if I didn’t have consistent back counter pressure. 

 

9am After a while the midwife leaned beside the bad and asked if I would like to try to use the bathroom since I hadn’t gone for 8 hours or so. I looked at her and felt a twinge of fear at what might happen if I moved. I knew I would have a contraction along the way and I felt as if the baby might start coming out. 

 

I declined with a “no.”

 

I knew I had to do it. The doula came over and began to fan me after another intense contraction that had me dripping in sweat. I said “I should go to the bathroom but I’m scared.” She validated my feelings and said just the things I needed to hear to motivate me to get up. 

 

After a contraction I raced to the toilet hoping to be done and back before the next one came. But as I was sitting on the toilet I felt some relief and then voom a strong contraction and then my mucus plug was gone. I walked back to bed announcing “I lost my mucus plug” which was received with a knowing excitement 😆

 

Shortly after that my water broke. I didn’t expect it and my face was visibly shocked by the sensation. It was like someone popped my inflated belly. The midwife somehow cleaned it up within minutes without me moving and I continued my hypnobirthing. 

 

At this point I knew things were about to get intense. I also had the feeling that this was it and there was no backing out now.

 

Part 4 

 

The contractions changed. Before they came on very strong and then fizzled out but now they came on slow and built and built until they reached an intensity that you didn’t think you could survive and then it was gone. Brief moments to recollect, pray, search the depths of your soul for strength. I know it sounds dramatic but I’m telling this story as truthfully as I can. 

 

It was crazy to me how quickly my body temperature would change. I felt the shakes come on after each contraction, at which point I would request tons of blankets so I could relax my muscles and not tense up. Then during a contraction I would get super hot and sweaty and the doula would come fan me which felt amazing.

 

One of the times she fanned me and I said “I can’t do this” but she gave me the full reassurance that I could. I knew I could. 

 

At this point I was acutely aware of my baby. I could feel him moving down. Every so often I felt the urge during a contraction to squeeze and help him down. I didn’t understand these urges at the time since he was still a ways from coming out but once I found out that he was posterior it made more sense. Maybe he needed the extra momentum. 

 

As he got closer and closer to making his entrance I couldn’t contain my voice any more. The intensity was something out of this world and I felt like I needed to deflect it somewhere. The doula put my hand on her forearm and I would push against her when the waves felt like they were overpowering me. I also let out sounds that I did not know I could make 😂

 

Part 5

 

11:30 AM It’s time. The contractions started strong and stayed strong. Once I could deflect that initial shock of the surge I could focus on the feeling of my baby and the midwife’s encouraging instructions. I knew from my pelvic floor therapy that side laying was one of my best positions to relax my pelvic floor. Luckily I didn’t have to move because every small movement sent pain up through my back. 

 

I felt the baby’s head emerging and the midwife’s words “I see his head!” The next contraction I let out a yell and then heard the midwife reminding me to breathe baby down. I did not want to tear so I ignored the stretching sensation and slowly breathed the baby’s head down little by little with small squeezes every now and then to help him come down. I did this for probably 5 minutes. Waiting for each contraction to bring him further and further down. 

 

After doing this a couple times his head was born and he let out one of his signature high pitched cry 🤣 instant joy and relief. He had the chord wrapped around him and he had some meconium so the midwife instructed me to push him completely out on the next contraction. I did and he was skillfully unwrapped and handed up into my arms. 

 

I couldn’t believe that I just birthed a baby and that he was here in my arms. He was healthy and beautiful. I gained a lot of trust in myself and in God that day. I was reminded of his promise to always stand by me no matter what I would go through. I felt power and redemption in this birth. 

 

I birthed with devotion and felt free of fear. 

 

Doing a natural birth was important to me because I did not want my baby exposed to anything that could affect his health and development. My older son has serious neurological disabilities that were influenced by environment factors, so I am extra precautious.

 

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September 02, 2024 — Kyra Venable

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