A Natural Birth Story

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As I sit down to write out baby B’s birth story, I can’t believe my littlest (and last) baby is already five months old. It’s crazy how slow they seem to grow in your belly, but how fast it goes by once they’re Earth side. Anyway, let’s move onto the juicy details of how he came into this world! 🙂

 

I’m going to give you a brief summary of how my other two births went. Ryder (my first) was definitely the hardest on my body. The whole time I was pregnant, I said I would do it all-natural but wasn’t preparing my mind in anyway. So 39 weeks rolls around, and I’m huge and miserable in the middle of summer, so I asked to be induced. The labor was 14 hours long with 1.5 hours of pushing, it was not fun. After his birth, I knew I never wanted an epidural again. So two years later, my daughter came at 41 weeks, with an all-natural labor lasting 8 hours and maybe 5 pushes.

 

After my labor with my daughter, I was a huge advocate for natural birthing, there is just something so empowering and liberating about it. I never thought, in a million years, that I would choose to be induced again, but each pregnancy is different. So fast-forward to 40 weeks pregnant with my third, I chose to be induced at 40+1. My husband travels a lot for work, and I wanted to make sure he was in town to witness his last baby being born. The date I chose happened to be my grandpa’s birthday, so although I got induced, I love that he shares a birthday with his great-grandpa! But anyway, back to the story, the night before my induction I was so anxious and nervous, I still did not want an epidural, but I knew it was going to be hard with the Pitocin. We arrived at the hospital at 6 AM, checked-in, went through the five million health questions, and alas, it was time to start the Pitocin.

 

Butterflies is an understatement, of what I was feeling, but I was still determined and prepared to endure the worst. So at about 7am, they started the Pitocin drip, and surprisingly, I laid in bed until around 9am. At 9:10, my doctor came in and checked me, I was only at a 4 (mind you, this is my third labor, aren’t they supposed to fly out?), and she broke my water. I wasn’t a fan of her breaking my water (I’m actually thankful she did, I know it sped up the process now), the contractions normally hurt a lot worse when your waters aren’t intact. After she broke my water, I was still able to get out of bed (thanks to an amazing nurse, they really do make or break the experience) and bounce on my ball.  The contractions still weren’t bad at this point, I was still talking through them. I put my headphones in, tuned out the world, bounced on my ball, and imagined my contractions just as they were, a contracting muscle. I read in one of my birthing books to flex your bicep and then just hold it, that’s exactly what a contraction is, so that’s what I imagined and it was not painful one bit.

 

Around 11:15 AM, I started to feel a bit nauseous (which I knew was a part of transition), so I asked my nurse to check me, just praying I was at least a seven. My pain was non-existent at this point so I was feeling a bit discouraged that I hadn’t progressed. She went to check me and I was at a NINE! WHAT?! Seriously, a 9? So the nurse quickly called my doctor and told her to hurry, she could tell baby B was about to make his entrance. I had the urge to start pushing about five minutes later. So she checked again, 9.5. The nurse kept telling me not to push, but not pushing when your body is doing its thing, is pretty impossible. I remember telling her (while pushing) “I’m really trying not to, but I’m pretty sure I am!”. There were about 3 more contractions like that, I truly believe if I would have just pushed, I would of had a pain-free delivery. Luckily, my doctor walked in during the 4th pushing contraction and I just let it all go, I pushed with everything I had. He was out in 2 pushes. He basically came out flying, into the doctor’s arms.

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Barrett T. McLelland was born at 11:42 AM on April, 7th, weighing 7 pounds 7 ounces and 20 inches long. How it was possible for me to have an (almost) pain-free delivery, with Pitocin, I don’t know. But all glory to God, He is so faithful. I always tell people my favorite part of pregnancy is labor and delivery, if I could birth all the babies, I would! It is so empowering and awesome to be a woman, our bodies are amazing and capable of so much.

 

Have you had an all-natural birth, what was your experience?

 

 

5 thoughts on “A Natural Birth Story

  1. kblackie

    My birth was medicated but I still loved every moment of the process and hope I get to do it again one day!

    Your birth story is beautiful. Our babies are so precious and looking at them for the first time is proof that miracles do exist!!

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  2. taylormademama

    I REALLY wanted a natural birth, but it just didn’t pan out that way. This post is inspiring and re-affirms that I’d like to go natural for my next birth (if there is a next one!). Thank you for taking the time to write and share with us.

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  3. Emily Bogner

    I’m glad your baby arrived safe and healthy! I agree, the best part of pregnancy for me is giving birth. My first labor was so fast — such a blessing! My second labor was longer even though everyone kept saying it would be shorter! 🙂

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  4. Aarika

    Thanks for sharing baby B’s birth story! What a beautiful reflection and tribute. I am sure each birth is a totally unique and different experience. It’s lovely that Barrett’s natural birth turned out so beautifully! Great post.

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