Codi’s birth story actually began exactly a year before her birth, but I will get to that later.
My due date was May 22. My mom came out on May 23 because I wanted her to be at the birth of our Codi. As the days passed, I got more and more anxious. I felt horrible my mom was out here to help with this baby that was just NOT coming out. I also was worried that we would miss our annual Lake Powell houseboat trip if she came too late. I was stressed about going 2 weeks over, because regulation states that if you are planning a homebirth, care should be transferred to the hospital at 42 weeks. I wanted to choose a home birth because I find it more natural. However, the biggest thing I worried about was my fear of induction. I was induced with Caleb which ended in a 40 hour medicated labor.
The days continued to pass by, and my mom had to go back home to get ready for our Lake Powell trip they were leaving on a few days later. I was so grateful for her help. We got so much done in preparation for Codi, and she did Codi’s nursery which we LOVE! I was bummed that she was missing the birth, but was so grateful for the time I got to spend with her. She extended her trip for me a couple of times, but ended up leaving on Friday June 1st.
I was a ticking time bomb. I was irritable, and such a brat. I felt I had been patient, but the stress of it all was getting to me. Poor Dan and Caleb. Sunday night (12 days past due date) I called my family and just broke down on the phone. I cried my eyes out and expressed my disappointment that I was possibly going to have a repeat of Caleb’s birth. I felt defeated. I only had 2 days until I would need to transfer care.
I’m not sure if I just needed to release my emotions, but after expressing my fears and disappointments to my family, I started feeling contractions!
Sunday night I was woken up about every hour or two to an uncomfortable contraction. I would smile every time and fall right back to sleep! At about 7am I woke up to a contraction that made me get out of bed because it was so uncomfortable! I went to the bathroom and lost my (favorite word of all time:-/) mucous plug!!! I know you can lose it days before having the baby, but I just knew in my heart it was Codi’s birth day!
As the morning went on, my contractions pretty much stalled out. Caleb and I walked to the park about a mile away to try to get things going. I would have one here or there, but it was not happening how I hoped it would. Dan texted me and said he had a couple of hours between the OR and clinic. I told him to COME HOME. I needed his help ;-). Caleb and I booked it back home.
You know the advice everyone gives to get labor going? Well, let’s just say IT WORKS!!! From that point on (about 1pm), I was in active labor and SO EXCITED! I sent Dan back to work because I thought this would go on for a while. When contractions were consistent and more intense, I called my sister Ashlee. She got after me about sending Dan back to work. I told her I was fine, and she said “GET DAN HOME AND CALL YOUR MIDWIFE.” I didn’t think I had anything to worry about. At about 2:30 I called Dan and said he should come home. He asked if he should leave around 3, and I said that was fine. About 15 minutes later I texted him and said “you need to come home NOW and get toilet paper, we’re OUT!”
When Dan got home, we were getting things ready. We were so excited it was really happening! As things got more intense, I went in our room and sat on my ball listening to my hypnobabies scripts. At about 4:30 I asked Dan “When should we call the midwife?” I didn’t want to be the annoying patient that has her come over and I’m only at 4cm. So, Dan’s response was “When you ask that question, that’s when you know to call.”
Dan called Connie and she said she just finished a home visit and would swing by to check on us. She got there at 5 and came to our room. It was so great seeing her! When she checked me (which was the 1st and only vaginal exam my whole labor/pregnancy, WOOT) she said “oh wow, you are a 7!!!” I was SO EXCITED I started to cry and realized I wasn’t such a wuss after all! We were really having this baby! Connie wasn’t just going to swing by, she was here to stay!
It was time to fill up the tub, and we called Angel Dickerson to tell her my progress. She said she would be at our house by 6pm.
Dan was running around getting everything ready. Connie called the other midwife to come and to bring all the necessary supplies. I was just getting through each contraction feeling grateful!
Once the tub was full I got in and it felt SO GOOD! Water really is the worlds best natural pain killer! Dan was still running around getting things ready. Things started to get really intense. There were moments where I thought “what the crap have I gotten myself into?” But I never felt out of control at any point.
Angel (my friend who took pictures) got there at 6pm and I’m pretty sure I was about to enter transition at that point. I can’t pinpoint exactly when I hit transition because it all felt smooth yet intense. All the pictures taken were of the last 45 minutes of my labor. It went FAST!
Not sure how I was able to muster a smile during the pushing phase, but here it is. |
It seemed like I was pushing forever, but later found out it was only 20 minutes. I thought I was yelling so loud, but when I watched the video later, it wasn’t quite as loud as I thought. It also was not a painful loud, more of a primal “I’m pushing an 8.5 pound baby out” loud. I also realized watching the video that I was much more present than I thought. When baby girls head popped out I yelled “OH MY GOSH THAT’S SO AWESOME!” I also told Angel to take pictures (we had previously made a deal she wouldn’t take pics of my butt) all while pushing my baby out (her shoulders were a beast)!
When baby girl came out (less than 2 hours after Connie got there) I could not believe it! I cried out “We did it, we did it!” I also looked over to Caleb and said “This is your sister” with much emotion. I could relive that moment over and over again (so grateful we got it on video). It was truly magical. There really is nothing that can prepare you for the moment of meeting your child directly from Heavenly Father for the first time. I want to cry every time I think about it.
Helping daddy cut the cord after it stopped pulsing! |
8 pounds 8 ounces! So grateful she was fairly little considering an extra 13 days in the womb! |
My awesome midwives Kelly and Connie! |
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