I can’t believe it has taken me over three weeks to sit down and write you your birth story. We’ve been so busy with taking care of you, taking care of your Sister, Ellery and Christmas that it’s been hard to have time to sit and write everything down.
So, here it is. Around 3:30am on Thursday, December 4th I began having contractions and a bit of the “bloody show”. They were quite far apart and not organized in their consistency but I could tell they were the real deal. I was able to fall in and out of sleep fairly comfortably. Maciej took off working for the day and we spent the last full day as a family of three. We took Ellery and went out to lunch and then went for a long walk in the early evening. At this point the contractions were getting more intense, enough that I needed to stop and pause every so few minutes. I wasn’t sure things were becoming more organized and was actually a bit concerned that I was headed down the same path of several days of prodromal labor. We ate dinner and headed to bed unsure of what the night had in store for us. I was able to sleep a bit (although Maciej would tell you that I was being fairly loud in dealing with the contractions) and woke up in the early morning hours to the contractions becoming increasingly more intense. I decided to let Maciej sleep in a bit and I drew myself a bath. The warm water felt so good and helped me to relax.
Once everyone was up and we ate breakfast, Maciej and I discussed our thoughts on the day. He suggested we call our Doctors to see what they thought as we knew we weren’t interested in going through days and days of prodromal labor again. When I spoke to them I informed them that I was handling the contractions well, they didn’t seem to be getting closer together and were a bit scattered. I did explain that when I did have them I was being brought to tears. During each contraction I needed to stop, breathe and more or less moan my way through them. Ellery kept asking why I was making “noises?” The Doctor asked us to come in to the Birthing center because they said they wanted to check me in person. I was SO frustrated as I wanted to spend as much time as possible laboring at home and the last thing I wanted was to drive to the birthing center just to get turned around for not being dilated enough!
Maciej and I took our time getting ready, I showered, blow dried my hair, gathered our bags, etc…and we were on our way. The drive was tough-I was having heavy contractions and they were close together. Again, I didn’t think much of it. We didn’t even tell our doula to come because we weren’t sure what was going to happen.
We arrived at 11am, got checked into a room (a beautiful one at that) and spent some time getting undressed and talking to our Nurse. She said she was pretty sure I wasn’t going anywhere based on the contractions I was having but the Doctor still needed to come check me. Shortly after we arrived, the Dr. checked me and informed us I was dilated to 7cm! The nurse set me up with an IV/hep lock with some fluids in case I decided to get an epidural and filled up the tub in the spa room. Once I was all set with fluids, we headed to the spa room and I got into the tub. Sometime thereafter our doula arrived. We discussed what was happening and I worked my way through some pretty hefty contractions. At one point my nurse suggested I move around the tub and try to do some pelvis opening. As soon as she left, I attempted to move forward and lean on my arms, but as soon as I did, YOU wanted to come out! Contractions intensified x1000 and I felt my body start to push. I started screaming “help” at the top of my lungs. I wasn’t expecting things to change so quickly and I panicked. I didn’t panic a little, I panicked a lot! I’ve read about a million birth stories but none of them explained a situation where things moved quite so fast. I’d just arrived at the hospital less than an hour ago and before I got into the tub I was still 7cm! Maciej called the nurses and everyone came running. Everything gets a little more blurry from this point on. They needed to get me back to the room, which meant standing, getting into a wheelchair and making our way back. I couldn’t even imagine standing. Things were so intense that every movement took every ounce of energy and will I had. I kid you not, I was screaming at the top of my lungs in total panic. I have no doubt I scarred everyone on the labor and delivery floor that day! At one point I asked for an epidural even though I knew the answer would be no and my intentions had always been to do it without-still, the panic of not being sure of what was to come was scary.
I finally got into the wheel chair, naked, aside from a mesh tube top like fabric covering basically nothing and back to our room where I then had to get out and into bed. (Normally, they would have allowed me to have a water birth, but due to concerns with the your size and potential shoulder distortion, they needed me to get back into bed.) At this point, my water still hadn’t broken so they asked if they could break it. I was concerned but they explained that as soon as they broke it, I would be able to push. They told me I was 10cm and fully effaced, so they broke the water. I didn’t feel a thing as the water bag was right there. As soon as my next contraction came, I pushed. It felt great to push but it was the most intense pain I’ve ever felt. The entire scene was straight out of a movie-nurses and my doula patting my head down with cold cloths and me screaming! It felt like I was pushing for days but it was really only 4 contractions before you made your way out. The relief was amazing and I finally had you in my arms. We couldn’t have been happier to see you. The only thing helping me deal with the doctor putting in a stitch and cleaning me up was holding you, my perfect little boy, in my arms. You latched almost immediately and nursed for a long time (the feeding frenzy has yet to end as you are a champ eater!) You were born on Friday, December 5th, 2014, weighing 9lbs and 21″ long. You’ve made our lives more complete than we knew possible. Welcome to the world, Everett Bay!