I woke up feeling too good again. I had hoped that in the night contractions would have begun. I was 7 days over my due date. I felt so frustrated that a week had past and still no baby.
Koby had a football game that kept us busy that morning. I had planned on getting the girls ready and staying home so I could clean and have some alone time. Ryan wanted me to get out of the house. I ended up at the game. Koby’s team lost but played a good game. It is really fun watching Koby play. He is growing up so quickly.
As the game neared the end I decided to call my midwife. I told her that I really needed her help in getting me started. She said she had been expecting a call from me. She would be over in a little while and that she would get me started. All of a sudden I was filled with a flood of different emotions (fear, happiness, and relief). Chris came over around 4:00 PM and stuck something in my cervix. An hour later contractions where coming on. I was excited and afraid that they would not continue. I tried hard to not get too excited just incase it was false labor. My mom (Grandma Miller) came by and picked the kids up. Everyone except Camryn. She really wanted to see the delivery. Ryan kept on singing “we’re having a baby”. He could not sit down. I think he was a little nervous and that was how he dealt with his nerves. He finished mowing the yard, weeding with the weeder, cleaning. He was a nervous ninny. I was in good company. Chris Miller, Martinez (Tina), and Laura Wiser were there. Laura was great. She timed each contraction. She walked around with me. We walked the stairs in between contractions. She also brought us dinner. It was sooo yummy. Soup and rolls. My favorite. As my contractions got stronger we all ended up in our front room talking. It was nice to visit and it really helped to keep my mind off of the pain. I was doing well with my hypno birthing but by this time contractions were coming faster and stronger. Chris checked me a couple hours earlier and I was at a 3. I thought for sure that things had progressed. So we decided to check things out. We went upstairs to my room. I lied down on my bed. It felt really good. Lights were off, really a setting that felt good to me. She checked me and I was at a 3 1/2. Very discouraging. At this point I felt that we would be there for hours trying to get this little guy out. Ryan came up and hung out with me. Laura left and said for us to call her when it was time. The other ladies stayed down stairs with Camryn so I could relax. About 5 minutes passed and I felt this urge to go to the bathroom. Number 2. This was usually a sign that the baby was coming. I told Ryan. He started to fill up the tub with hot water while I went to the bathroom. I got into the water and at this point contractions were coming on so strongly. I told ryan to get Chris. When Chris saw me she said that she didn’t need to check me, the baby was coming. She told Ryan to call Laura and tell her to come now or she would miss it. The contractions were coming so fast. I didn’t have a break in between. I was trying really hard to stay relaxed. To find my happy place (which is in Honeyville on my parents road. I’m walking down the road on a perfect September evening. The sun is hitting the wheat fields perfectly. There is a breeze that makes the fields roll. It is so peaceful and beautiful. That is my happy place). This whole time I’m thinking that the more relaxed that I am the easier it will be on me. It is true but I still have a difficult time. Chris checks and the babies head is right there. Laura arrives and slips in. Trying to stay out of the way. Camryn is sitting on one end of the tub. Ryan is holding my hand. He needs to climb in and get into another position if he is going to catch our baby. He lets go of my hand and I said I need to hold someones hand. Laura jumped up and was there to help. Chris checked me and the babies head was right there. I started to push. It was almost over but at that moment I had a thought of “I WANT THE EPIDURAL”. Too late and not a place where that could happen (thank goodness). Chris broke the water. I pushed. I knew that once I got the head out that the rest of him would come out. So that was my goal. I pushed again and again and there was the head. Chris yelled slow down. my thought. How do you do that. I pushed again and again and again and he was out. It was 10:45 PM. I could not believe it. I did it! The cord was wrapped around his neck and Chris and Ryan had to unwrap it. As he came out I just knew that his name would be Grey Ryan. My little Grey baby. I said it to Ryan and he felt good about it too. The crazy thing was that he came out the color gray. Chris said that gray is a good color but white is not. They set him on me and we began to rub his body to get him to breath. It took a minute but he finally took his first breath. He cried for one second and then was so calm. He just looked around. What a sweet little one. I kissed him and told him welcome to our family. We had been waiting for you. How glad we were to have him here. I felt so amazed that he was here. I felt so great. I had so much energy. I was smiling and talking to everyone. It was amazing. We waited until the cord stopped pulsing and then Ryan cut the cord. Always a fun thing for the father to do. About 20 minutes later I pushed the placenta out. We now sat in a tub of blood. Camryn and Laura were able to see the placenta and to feel how heavy it is. Such a crazy thing I experienced with Lucy’s birth. Ryan felt bad that we had to sit in a tub of blood and thought that he would drain the tub and fill it with clean water. As the water emptied out I began to shiver. The water was completely gone and I started to go into shock a little. I shivered so bad I could not stop. Ryan had to hold the baby. It was kind of scary. It hurt deep down. Chris threw a towel on me. They ran down stairs and warmed up some other towels in the dryer for when I got out. We filled the tub up with hot water the shivering started to go away. Kind of a crazy experience. I showered and got clean clothes on and climbed into my bed. Oh how wonderful that felt to lay down. How grateful I felt for all of the help (mom and dad for watching my kids, Chris and Tina for helping in delivering our babe, Laura for helping and being there, Ryan is the best during the births, little Camryn, and that he was finally here). Ryan sent texts around to everyone about the good news. Grey Ryan Spelts is here he weighs 7’12 and is 21 inches long. He is perfect. I was so hungry and Laura warmed me up some more of her yummy soup. Oh, it tasted so good. I ate really slow but didn’t leave a drop. It was almost 2 in the morning before we went to sleep. Totally exhausted.
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