The moment I gave birth to my first child I wanted to share THAT feeling with the world. I know, I can’t give everyone a baby but it was on my bucket list. I never talked about it with my husband. Just never came up and we wanted one more kid down the road of our own.
My husband didn’t waste anytime telling me he misses me being pregnant and wanted another one. I had our next baby. I decided then wow I love this! Making babies is defiantly something I was made to do. My husband and I didn’t originally plan for another child BUT we both thought another pregnancy felt so right. My husband came to me on night and said I know we said this child would complete us but I feel a missing piece and he was sure it was another child. I must add he is a wonderful husband and father. So began trying to not try to conceive again. 9 months later I cried as I looked at my belly and knew that the baby would soon come out and my days of creating life would be over.
I have been blessed with a gift of easy conception. We were with child right away.
My third baby decided to prove a point and show me how pregnant I could actually stay because she was not coming out anytime soon. My due date came and passed. I was huge unable to walk sit stand or lay. I was convinced several times she poked her head out and said nope not coming out. I had a great deal of pressure. She had maxed my tiny frame out. I had baby sticking out as far as my skin would allow. I had feet in my ribs and a head in my vagina. I was maxed out and loving every moment. Crazy? Maybe! Despite how uncomfortable I was I was not ready for this to end just yet. Even though I knew the grand finial has yet to come.
My husbands favorite party is when I’m extremely pregnant. My favorite part is near the 7-8th month when the baby has made its presence known to the world. I feel beautiful and literary full of life. My hubby has even admitted to enjoying the labor show but once I am in a lot of pain he’s more concerned and scared for me.
The icing on the cake for me is the strength and womanly feeling I feel as I bring life out of my body, naturally as woman have done since the beginning of time.
The show has to start my doctor told me after we exhausted every way of forcing this child out before she & I were ready. I did not want a hospital induced birth but since my due date had passed nearly 2 weeks ago. I was left with no other choice. So it’s a date now. I had a few more days and NO signs of labor although my daughters head pressure against my cervices so hard and long I was dilated to almost 4 cm. My doctor agreed to let me be induced in a home feeling birth center near the hospital. I was happy for that! My daughter loved my womb and did not want to come out even after hours of intense medically induced contractions. I was progressing very slowly. How could something hurt and feel so very good at the same time. Finally she decided or I had enough. She gave a hard swift kick as a contraction was just about to squeeze her intensely again. I started to dilate quickly and I was ready to kill myself so I was loving every minute! I had so much pressure and was checked and checked and checked… I had a small area that would not dilate for over 2 hours preventing me from pushing. I was so tired. I tried to push but she was not budging. I felt weak. I was ready to give up and throw in the towel. I stood up with my legs spread and rocked for a while. I had uncontrollable urge to push. So I got in the bed and pushed. She danced in and out. In and out. For over an hour I enjoyed dancing with her. The doctor came in to visit and said I was enjoying myself to much. Then nothing but burning ripping inside out pain. I freaked and shot up, closing my leg. She went back in quite a bit but it took care of the burn! I gave up and stopped pushing. Nope no more for me. After the give up game. My contractions started to change. I’m not sure if the dr upped the dose because of my enjoyment but just when I thought they were on top of one another. The began to over lap. I was able to feel her head inside of me as my body started evicting her. I felt so much pressure I was certain I was being turned inside out. I felt her head burn from the stretching pressure as it slide down my birth canal. Her head began budging from my pelvic bone. Still fulling inside of me someone was able to capture some amazing photos. Each time I inhaled for another push she would slide back up my pelvis as fast as she came down. I saw the doctor & midwife giving up on me. The gloves came off. The doctor was writing. I felt like I was loosing control. My doctor quietly said something to my midwife, gave my husband a look, and walked out of the room. My hubby jumped up with me. He straddled the bed and helped me positioned my feet on his legs. He began rubbing my belly and talking to me and our little girl. He rubbed down my thighs and up to touch our daughters head. I remembered him saying ok this is it we are going to have this baby. I’m not moving until you get her out. I pushed and he touched her head and brought my hand down to touch it as well.
It gave me the strength to do my part and get her out. I pushed for 3 hrs and 50 minutes. But I had a large baby. My husband “delivered” her head but I had to roll onto my side to get her shoulders out. The midwife held her in place still inside of me. With my last ounce of strength I pulled her out after her shoulder were freed and brought her to my chest.
She did not tuck her head and that was the difficult part.
Ok enough is enough this staying pregnant thing is going to land me in a shoe and not knowing what to do!
My husband pouted. He & I both knew we had enough kids and it would be irresponsible and selfish of us to continue having babies. The thought out loud for a while wondering how I could stay pregnant without us being irresponsible. Needless to say, I heard some crazy far-fetched thoughts! One of the not so crazy thoughts were using my body to have another couples child. I perked up. We thought it out for a while and browsed around just to see if this would work for us.
Before we officially decided to do this we found a couple and the rest is history. We were successfully pregnant the first try!
My husband was so supportive. Not only did he make the pregnancy special to me but it was memorable to the IP as well.
I had two other home births and felt confident in an unassisted birth. This worked out for us. The IP were very open. So I had a natural unassisted home birth with the IP present through the labor and delivery. We had cameras set up in several areas. And as I pushed I had a small camera attached to my leg. My husband took the backseat and suggested the IP help bring the baby into the world and he would guide them. The IM was the first to touch her baby. I remember her touching the baby a few times while I pushed. [This was a big baby too and I pushed for a while] At one point she asked if she were bothering me. She actually helped me. My husband encouraged the IF to encourage his baby out. You can hear my husband reassure the father to insert his fingers in and stroke the baby’s head as I bared down with all of my might. he was telling him to come down and I will catch you.
I wanted to give him the baby so badly at that moment but this big guy was not coming with the pushing. So I got up and wobbled around. The contractions just stopped so I headed to the bed and just as I was getting in I felt a trickle followed by tightness then GUSH… The world stood still for a second and the pain rushed back… I do not remember much except trying to breathe and fighting to keep my legs closed. The contractions were so strong I could feel them forcing him down even with my legs shut and attempting to return him to his womb. I remember several hands forcing me to open my legs apart and me spinning around to resist the “help” Everyone was asked to leave the room for 10 minutes. With my husbands help I was able to regroup myself somewhat. My husband supported me from behind and helping bring my legs back. I did a lot of pushing but finally got him down. The IP rubbed their babies head. I guided the IM as the IF rubbed my belly to bring hER hands down and help me catch her baby. One more push and his head was free. But just like my last child his size required me to roll over. I began since the fear in the IP. My husband jumped up from under me and assisted me getting the baby out.
He calmed me by telling me what he looked liked. I pushed and he tugged on him. My husband had me roll over so he could get his mouth cleared out. We was crying and my contractions were long gone. It felt funny having a baby cry while it was still unborn. I got on all fours, face to the ground and pushed with all my might as my husband tugged and twisted his shoulders free and supported him while I spun to my side allowing the father of this young man to pull him into this world. It was amazing and I would love to do it all over again!
