My birth story...
My first pregnancy lasted 41+3 weeks so when I reached the 40 week mark with our second and there was still no baby, we decided to take our daughter to the Toronto Aquarium. My guess date was pretty uneventful as they often are. A few days passed and yet again, I was still pregnant. The night things started happening I told my husband that I noticed some light cramping that was starting to become regular. Since I was 40+4 weeks pregnant we decided that this could be it. Around 11pm we went to bed and my contractions slowed down to almost nothing. My husband put his hands on my belly and asked our little one to stay in for the night and let us get some rest. That night I woke a few times with little cramps here and there but nothing much to speak of. I was feeling a bit disappointed that nothing was happening and guilty that we had called my mother-in-law in from out of town to watch our daughter.
It wasn't until 7:45 the next morning that my contractions started to kick into high gear! I had 3 contractions in a row and then I told my husband he better call the midwife! By the time everyone arrived 45 minutes later, I was in active labour. I have had the pleasure to witness many home births as a doula and I knew exactly how I wanted my birth room set up. I had pictures of my daughter, ultrasound images of our baby, white twinkle lights and soft music. In the weeks leading up to my birth I had created a birth affirmations garland and we hung it up over the fireplace to help motivate me during my labour. During active labour, I remember rocking on my birth ball, slow dancing with my husband, and using a heating pad on my back during the contractions. I loved that heating pad so much! I recall reciting the birth affirmations in my head in between contractions.
A few hours passed and before I knew it my midwives told me that I could birth my baby when I was ready. I remember thinking to myself "I'm not ready to push". As if I had a choice. In fact I don't remember doing much pushing at all. I remember thinking this baby is coming no matter what I do. Sure enough 12 minutes later I was holding my beautiful baby girl in my arms and all the pressure of childbirth melted away. After she was born my husband and I spent a couple of hours chatting with our support team. In the the comfort of our living room we shared laughs and swapped stories while I enjoyed some skin to skin with my baby. My husband made lunch for everyone and then we were left to rest and recover. I am so thankful that I was able to have such a wonderful home birth and that I am able to share my positive birth experience here on the Babe + Belly blog!