|Enjoy all you wonderful birth junkies! :)
||[Jun. 24th, 2005|12:45 pm]
If anyone is interested... here is Max's birth story...|
I left a message on my midwife’s answering machine letting her know about the contractions. At this point, it wasn’t necessary for her to call me back or rush over. H.G. and I talked and fell asleep for the night. Monday morning we were trying to figure out if H.G. should call off from work. His job was letting him take a week off vacation time starting when I went into labor. We went back and forth struggling to decide if we were starting labor today or tomorrow. Finally, he called into work and told them today was the day he needed to start his vacation (which, by the way, the time he took off was not really a vacation). Even if we didn’t start labor today, there was plenty to do around the house to get ready for it, and besides, I wanted him home. I had a little bloody show early in the afternoon but the day went on contraction free. I ate a lot, slept a lot, and just tried to relax when I was awake. H.G. cleaned obsessively all day.
Even when I was like, “slow down and take a nap, we might be up all night.” He was like, “no, I can’t, must vacuum dirty carpet!” It was funny to me even at the time.
We had a 5pm prenatal visit at the birthing home with our midwife and she suggested coming in if we felt we could (it’s really important not to obsess over early labor – that is a good way to wear yourself out. So, Heidi really stressed carrying on as per usual). On our drive to the birthing home, I started having contractions. These contractions where pretty intense. It became necessary for me to arch my back and squeeze H.G.’s hand during each one. Ohhhh, this is it, I thought. So this is what it’s like to be in labor – one big menstrual cramp!
I had no idea it was going to get worse, nor did I think it was possible.
Note: H.G. and Hal = same person. :)
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