It has been two years and four months since our last home birth, and I am SO happy to get to share another wonderful experience with you!
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God answered our prayers for another quick, complication-free home birth. He orchestrated the timing and all. Labor lasted just under 4 1/2 hours and everything fell into place so well.
Here is how our day and night went:
December 5th - We ran some errands as a family. A trip to a local thrift store for a bouncy seat and to drop off donations that were filling up the back of my van, lunch at Chick-Fil-A (my favorite!) and a stop at Kroger for last minute groceries (even though I had been trying to be as prepared as possible for baby's arrival every day for the past 2 weeks!). We stopped at the park to let our three kids run and play before heading home and after about 40 minutes or so, I felt the need to be home... to be ready for birth. A God-placed instinct I'm sure.
After returning home I had all the kids lay down to nap. I laid down with our 2-year-old but couldn't really sleep. I would have an occasional Braxton Hicks or need to use the restroom. The room got too warm with the afternoon sun coming in the windows, so I opened the window to let cooler air in and the roosters in our backyard wouldn't quit crowing! Goodness! By about 3:30pm I gave up and got up. I cleaned the restrooms (hoping it was one last time before giving birth) and picked up the house in general.
At dinner time I didn't feel very hungry but knew that I needed some protein. I prepared a tasty orange/banana smoothie with almond milk, raw egg whites, cottage cheese, Greek yogurt, and some flax meal. I even included some honey, because I was sharing with my husband who didn't feel like eating anything heavy either but prefers his smoothies a bit sweeter. In my heart I felt like I may give birth very soon.
I was cleaning up after dinner and felt a significant contraction, it was about 6:45pm. I took note of the time and the one that followed was about 8 minutes later. I kept track of them for about 30 minutes as I walked around the house. They stayed consistent at 8 to 10 minutes apart, lasting about 1 minute each. I was becoming short with my children and realized that it was time for them to go to their grandparents' home (around the corner from us) for a sleepover. Their bag was packed and I had my husband call his parents to come get them as I prepared last minute details before labor really began.
After our three kids were picked up, I contacted our midwife and her intern to let them know what was happening. I didn't ask them to head our way yet, but would keep them posted.
By 8pm things had slowed down so I decided to sit on my birth ball for a while. I had a couple more surges but they were farther apart. I was feeling tired so I laid down to rest a while and see if they would pick up again later.
Resting between surges, staying focused and relaxed.
It's always an exciting, yet a bit scary, time knowing that labor is really present and your baby is arriving soon! It's a fight between faith and fear. Which will win? During this birth, like my others yet even MORE so, I felt God's great presence and peace in my home and heart.
The verses that my husband and I were trusting in and leaning on this delivery were:
"Oh taste and see that the Lord is good; Blessed is the [woman] who trusts in Him!"
Psalm 34:8
"Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning."
James 1:17
(How fitting, as his middle name is James :o)
"Listen to Me, O house of Jacob, and all the remnant of the house of Israel, Who have been upheld by Me from birth, who have been carried from the womb; Even to your old age, I am He, and even to gray hairs I will carry you! I have made and I will bear, even I will carry, and will deliver you."
Isaiah 46:3-4
These were playing over and over in my head as I let my body lead the way to bring forth my son. I would say out loud, "Thank you God for this gift!", "Our gift is coming soon!", "Deliver me, God!". These words, coming from my heart and into my ears, increased my faith, even when I felt weak or tired.
Middle of the night birth, or any birth, is no time to be tired and weak, and God truly strengthened my mind and body and those around me. He is faithful!
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From the time the midwives arrived (around 11pm) to the time AJ was born the surges continued to grow in intensity. I felt the urge to push a little here and there and even had three or more good surges on the toilet, as he descended even more! After that work out I was ready to lay down again.
I began to shake and become queezy. I vomited into a bowl and felt better, ready to get this over with! A paper towel with some peppermint essential oil on it refreshed me and I was ready to continue.
Soon my water broke and I continued to enjoy the rests between the surges and push when my body wanted to.
I felt empowered to push when my body lead after my midwife told me I could. I really rely on the encouragement of those around me during labor, especially towards the end. I need to HEAR that I can do it, that the baby is almost here and to push when I feel like it. It really helps me KNOW I can do it!
The pushing started and didn't stop until AJ was fully out. This birth was different, in that I got to watch my son come out! His head emerged first and he just hung out there. I yelled, "Get this baby OUT!". I was encouraged to push some more. Then his torso came out. I reached down and felt his head and told him to come out! My husband was saying, "Push honey! Push!". I yelled back, "I AM PUSHING!!!!". Next came his legs and he was free! Daddy helped catch him and place him on my tummy. It was a victorious moment, filled with relief!
Here are some pictures to help tell the story
AJ's arrival into Daddy's arms.
Great joy and relief... our son had arrived!
All smiles just minutes after birth.
Soaking up his sweet gaze.
Newborn exam time!
So thankful for our midwife Amy and our midwife intern Bethany.
They are both sweet blessings and such gentle souls.
Cuddling our boy... ready to rest for the night.
Sunday morning, around 9am, AJ's siblings joined us to welcome him into our family. They were all very excited to hold him and check him out!
Moriah (age 6) loving on her newest brother.
She is already asking for a sister next time around :o)
All of our sweet boys - Josiah (age 5), Andrew (age 2) and AJ. Quite a trio!
God orchestrated the entire event, He is so faithful and trustworthy! He
Blessings to you from this thankful momma,
Megan
PS - A big thank you to Amy for the birth pictures! What a treasure!










