Weighing in at six pounds 12 ounces.
Born April 4, 2013 at 10:17 AM
I thought I was going into labor the night before it actually happened. I was on spring break, and we had moved into our new place the weekend before. We also had a contractor coming in the morning to finish our hardwood floors. We seem to remodel when we have babies… not doing it a third time (the remodel, not the baby). So, when I woke up at 5 AM with contractions, I thought it best to not wake Ryan. I timed them instead. The contractions were kinda strong and 10 minutes apart. I thought I was just having some joint pain. This was a common sensation the second time around. However, the “joint pain” was fairly consistent. I decided to wake Ryan when they were eight minutes apart. Good thing too. The contraction were quickly 7 minutes, then six, then… you get the point. We called our Midwife, Mary.
Correction: Ryan called Mary while I called my mom to ask if we could have a baby in her living room. I laugh as I type this, because it sounds so crazy. I couldn’t have a baby in our new house because I wanted those floors finished ASAP. My mom said to come on over. I packed our bags, jumped in the shower, and prepped for having a baby (mentally). It’s all mental, folks.
With Emily (our two year old) in the back of the truck and our birth tub right beside her, Ryan hightailed it to my mom’s house. This was the most difficult part of the morning. Each bump was painful and tense. My mom took Emily out to breakfast and to play while Ryan got the birth tub set up. Although part of me wanted Emily to see the birth, I also know she would have been worried about me when it was time to push. I didn’t want to worry if she were worrying. Instead, she was able to have some quality time with my mom, and when she arrived back at Grandma’s house, she was a big sister. So cool.
The night before I had bought the jammies for after labor so I put those in the wash. I started to have stronger contractions, but nothing wild. This labor was so manageable and dare I say… easy? I’m not sure why, but I didn’t feel the contractions were strong enough to have the babe anytime soon, and I started to worry around 10AM that we had called Mary too soon. Not the case. As Mary, Pita, and their intern sat at my mom’s dining table chatting, I felt a different sensation with the next contraction: my water had finally broke. I had a sudden feeling of panic and (what felt like a shout) said, “something is happening!”. Mary rushed over in her calm way and told me my water had broke. I promptly replied, “What do I do?”. Pita laughed and said, “Have a baby”. These women are amazing. Birth is so normal and natural to them.
Have a baby we did. Not one minute after my water broke I had to push. I stayed in the same position in the tub the entire 20 minutes I was in there. Within three minutes of pushing, Mary Beth was born. All I remember is Mary (our midwife, not the baby) telling Pita that the head was born, and then she talked me through the next push. It was an amazing moment. We didn’t know we were having a girl, and all I could do was cry. I was so happy to have two beautiful girls. Mary Beth looks so much like Emily. Emily is the best big sister. Ryan is getting used to lots of kisses, pony tails, and talk of all things girl. We couldn’t be happier.