The Birth of Hayes
My due date had come and gone by almost two weeks, so when I woke up to some pretty regular contractions and bloody show on a Friday morning, I was thrilled. Unfortunately, the contractions didn’t stay regular, and I went through the weekend with multiple false alarms. That Sunday evening, my water broke during a particularly intense contraction. The contractions got very strong after that, and lasted for several hours and on and off during the night, but had stopped on Monday morning.
I met with my midwife, Michele, at noon to do a membrane sweep and check on baby. Baby was fine, but I was at the end of my patience rope. We decided to try castor oil (ew), so I followed the regimen given to me by Michele, although I really had little hope that it would work. Around dinner that night, my contractions became considerably more intense, but still not quite regular. My in-laws were at our house to hang out with our older kids, so my husband and I decided to go to our room and have some quiet time and watch TV together. We were enjoying the peace and quiet when, around 9:30pm, I told my husband to turn off the TV because my contractions were really intense and I was having trouble concentrating. From that moment, everything went so fast.
The contractions were all of a sudden right on top of each other and SO intense. I got into the bath to see if they would let up, which they did not. I had been in the bath for about 15 minutes and suddenly got very weepy and told my husband not to leave the room. At this point I knew it was not a false alarm and baby was on the way. At some point, my husband let Michele know I needed her, although I was concentrating so hard on what I was doing that I don’t know when that was. She arrived at 11:30 and said it sounded like I was in transition. I didn’t believe her because I’d only been in active labor for 2 hours. I thought there was no possible way. She checked me and said I was dilated to a 10 and baby’s head was right there.
My husband, who had yet to be convinced that I was REALLY in labor now, started rushing to fill up the birth pool. Just after midnight, the pool was full and I got in. After that, my contractions really weren’t painful anymore...all I felt was the urge to push during them. I pushed for a total of 8 minutes, and our surprise gender boy was born into his dad’s hands at 12:31 am on August 2 at exactly 42 weeks.