02/02/2024
Birth Story Part 3: I was moving all over, trying different positions for every contraction, trying to listen to what my body needed me to do. My doula, partner and midwife were reassuring me that I was ok. My midwife said she had called the second midwife as I seemed to be progressing with my behavior. It was only then that I accepted this was happening and not going to stop. Thinking back, I was partly in such denial because my main midwife who has caught all my other babies wasn't able to make it. I thought surely this baby would wait for her. I had to let that go in that moment and knew I was in amazing hands with my back up and the second midwife who was on her way. I asked my doula to tell the photographer to come, which I should have also done earlier but denial. After all the different positions, squating, standing, Captain Morgan, I finally settled hands and knees on my bed. My partner was supporting me at my head and my doula was squeezing my hips. I had a contraction and was digging my elbow into my partners thigh. I could feel him trying to move my elbow and thought "you can endure this pain for one contraction, you better not move me". After that they got me a peanut ball to lean over. The second midwife arrived, followed shortly by my photographer. Things then get a little blurry. I was in labour land. I remember my son bouncing on the exercise ball in the corner. My cat jumping up on the bed. Telling everyone there was a towel warmer in the corner (star of the birth 😆). Then yelling that someone better take off my underwear because baby was coming.
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