I've been meaning to update the blog for some time now, but as many of you know preparing in the last months for the arrival of your first baby and then caring for a newborn takes up almost all of your free time. Jethro arrived on December 14th, fashionably early at eight days before his expected due date. Call it "mother's intuition," but I knew he'd be early. Our little man was determined to make his appearance in enough time to enjoy the Christmas holiday.
The months leading up to Jethro's arrival were pretty intense, as we made our final move into our new place in September, Tommy started his new position in the financial reporting department at Sempra, and I continued to work four to five days a week through December 1st, prepare for my Hypnobirth, and watch Bradley up until the day before I gave birth.
28 Weeks |
32 Weeks |
34 Weeks |
38 Weeks |
At 37 weeks I worked my last shift and planned to take the next few weeks to make sure all of our ducks were in a row and we were ready for Jethro's arrival. At this point I was full term and could safely go into labor at any time. My appointments at Best Start had continued to go smoothly and I presented no risk. We had completed our Hypnobirthing classes a couple weeks before and had hired our instructor Ashley as our doula. She would be present at my labor and coach my breathing, make sure I was eating and using the restroom, and be available for support while I was in labor.
Week 38 arrived and I was getting last minute preparations done as well as going into my last two days watching Bradley. The following week I had planned to take it easy, get some rest, and practice my Hypnobirthing techniques. Tommy and I were also looking forward to attending his work Christmas party that Friday evening and seeing The Hobbit Saturday morning. Little did we know our plans would change! That Thursday after a particularly challenging last day with a teething Bradley (his first tooth emerged the next morning), I dragged my exhausted self to bed at 10:30. At midnight I woke up in labor.
At first I wasn't sure if I was actually in labor. I had Braxton Hicks (or "practice surges" as they're referred to in Hypnobirthing) since 20 weeks, and the Sunday before they had become rhythmic only to taper out the next day. However, these surges were stronger and somewhat painful, and I finally woke Tom up at 2 a.m. to tell him I believed I was in labor. At 3:30 he called Ashley who told us to try and get some rest since my surges were still only 5 to 6 minutes apart. I tried to take her advice but the surges were too strong at this point, so I breathed through them and just tried to focus on our little guy that would arrive soon.
A few hours later Tom spoke with Ashley again and she suggested I try laboring in our bathtub. Once I got in around 8:30 I immediately felt some relief. Breathing through the surges became easier and I felt a little more in control. Ashley arrived at 9:00 and sat with me in the bathroom to monitor my breathing and offer support. At 9:30 I heard a loud *pop* and felt a gush of fluid as my water broke in the bathtub, and then my labor took a turn. We called the midwife on duty, who happened to be Rachel, and she wanted me to wait an hour to leave for the birth center. However, 20 minutes later we were packing things up to head out the door because the surges continued to get stronger and closer together.
Best Start Birth Center, Hillcrest |
The car ride down to the birth center was a blur and I continued to have intense surges every four to five minutes during the drive down to Hillcrest. When we arrived Rachel wasn't there yet and I had to wait for her to arrive in order to be examined and determine if I was ready to be admitted and allowed into the birthing tub. Once she arrived I was disappointed to learn that even though I was 90% effaced I was only dilated 4 cm.
Our Birthing Suite |
I got into the water around 11:00 and breathed through the surges for the next couple of hours. Ashley suggested I try getting out of the tub and walking around or getting on all fours to help Jethro move down, but I didn't want to budge. A few times I sat on the toilet through a couple of surges but immediately got back into the water afterwards because it offered the most relief. Finally at 1:00 I asked the midwife if I had made any progress. She had me get out of the water to examine me and I was overwhelmed with joy to learn that in two hours I had dilated to 9 1/2 cm and could start pushing (or "bearing down") whenever I felt the urge. The breathing I'd learned in Hypnobirthing had helped me to open up rather quickly and Jethro was ready to be born!
Birthing Tub |
I'd be lying if I didn't say that the next two hours were physically the most challenging of my life. I was exhausted with barely an hour of sleep from the night before after a tiring last day with my nephew. I'd tried to eat solid foods while laboring at home earlier but hadn't been able to keep any of it down, and was relying on tiny bites of the same granola bar and small sips of Emergen-C for energy. I'd been in labor for 13 hours with no rest from the surges, and now it was time for me to use any granule of energy I had left to get this baby out. And dare I mention the pain. Yes, it was excruciating, but I was determined to work through it. For two hours I pushed with every surge, using a combination of breathing and vocalization to move Jethro further down. Finally when I reached the point when I felt like I just couldn't do it anymore (or "the wall" as it's referred to in the birthing community), it meant that Jethro was just moments away from being born. At this point Tommy jumped into the water with me and supported me from behind. Finally after many intense pushes that involved lots of vocal breaths and some tears, Jethro was born at 2:59 p.m., weighing a whopping 8 pounds 2.5 ounces and measuring 20 inches long.
So, I'm sure many of you are wondering what my thoughts are after going through with my natural birth plan. Was it difficult? Heck yes. I definitely didn't have one of those painless Hypnobirths that I'd heard of, and I certainly wasn't a "silent birther." Were there moments when I wish I'd had access to an epidural? That thought definitely crossed my mind the further I got into labor. Many moms I've talked to who have gone through with their unmedicated births have told me that they had the same thoughts at some point during their labor. I may have said to Tommy a time or two, "What was I thinking?!?" However, I know in my heart that I would not have given up on my birth plan and would have stuck to my guns of welcoming our son into the world the way women have done it for generations before. Would I do it again? Immediately following Jethro's birth and for about a week after I would have said, "I don't know.." But I can tell you now that I certainly couldn't do it any other way.
First, there are the benefits to my son that came from an unmedicated birth at Best Start. He was born with minimal medical intervention and it was immediately apparent how wonderfully he adjusted to life outside of the womb. He was very calm and alert, immediately took to breastfeeding, and has been an excellent overnight sleeper (minus his crazy baby sleep noises nobody ever tells you about that keep me up half the night). Overall he's a great baby! Plus at Best Start they fully support natural childbirth and everything that goes along with the philosophy of minimal intervention. They occasionally checked his heartbeat underwater with a fetal monitor, but I was not confined to a bed or hooked up to an IV. After he was born and the placenta delivered they had Tommy take him briefly while they helped me out of the tub. But besides that he stayed on my chest for hours of skin-to-skin. And we were able to go home later that night once his breathing had been stabilized for two hours.
Second, I can't explain how empowering it is to give birth to your child naturally. In a way I feel like it was my transition into womanhood, as silly as that may sound. It was a powerful spiritual experience for me as well, knowing that this was what Heavenly Father created my body to do. I wanted to experience and know that I could do what woman for generations before have done, especially considering how often women are told today that our bodies are incapable of birthing a child without loads of medical intervention, even with low or no-risk pregnancies. Now I'll just say that every mom is different and this aligns with my own personal birthing philosophy and is not intended to downplay any other method that a woman chooses to birth her child. This is just what I had hoped for and was so blessed to receive from my birth experience :-)
Jethro with our amazing doula Ashley! |
Jethro, 1 month, 10 pounds 1 oz |