It was a picture perfect birth really. Got up early to get ready for my midwife appointment, and lo and behold, contractions started while in the shower. The midwife confirmed that I was indeed in labor and 3 cm dilated. “Go home, get some rest, and go for a walk,” she told me. So I went home, finished putting together a puzzle, and walked. (How do you rest while in labor? I’ve never figured that one out.) Several hours later, we went back and I had progressed to 6 cm!
“Go get something to eat and meet me at the hospital.” It was not at all like I thought it would be, or should I say, how they portray it on TV. No rushing here and there. Just relaxed and easygoing.
My awesome husband wasn’t thinking and parked very far from the door, but I guess that hike proved profitable, because I was a 9 after they checked me in! Too late for an epidural which was fine by me. I really didn’t want a long needle being stuck into my back. And I liked the idea of being able to feel and experience every bit of birthing a baby naturally.
At 8:41 PM the most beautiful baby boy was born! I felt like I had accomplished something amazing. Those thoughts increased when they put him on the scales. 9 lb. 12 oz! Oh, my! What did I eat?!
I can’t believe that was 8 years ago! A very Happy Birthday to my sweet son! I love you more than words could ever express!