The past three weeks have flow by all while time has felt like it completely stood still. Quentin had been on the fuss bus while I was on the hot mess express headed straight for struggleville the first two weeks. Luckily this week is going better and I feel like we’re making our way to the other side with some air to breathe and I’m finally able to carve out some time to share our water birth story.
The last preggo baby bump picture was taken at 6:30pm on January 1st. I posted on Instagram about how we were ready for Q whenever he wanted to make his appearance and he heard us loud and clear. After watching Secret Life of Pets and getting ready to fall asleep I felt a sort of pop, and I wasn’t convinced it was anything other than Quentin pushing his head and hands all up on my cervix like he had been doing for the past few weeks. Until a few minutes later I coughed and then felt like I had started to pee myself. Thinking… oh shit that could be my water breaking.. I stood up in order to save my sheets and Niagra Falls occurred. It for sure was my water breaking. For those of you who’ve never had your water break, especially before any contractions started, it’s one of the weirdest feelings.
I quickly grabbed some doggie pee pads that I had stashed by my bed to save my carpet. Chandler rolled over after only being asleep for like 15 minutes and asked what I was doing. I said “uh, I think my water broke.” And so it began. After the flood of 2017 stopped I ran to the bathroom to make sure things were okay and then called the on call midwife. At this point, I had no contractions and she told me to try to get rest and to call back once the contractions were close together like we’d already discussed or by 7am if no contractions had started.
Being the procrastinator that I am, and being convinced he wasn’t coming early, let alone on time… we still had to pack our bags and tried to not totally freak out. It started to sink in that we were going to meet our boy. Contractions started shortly after but it really wasn’t until 2am when I felt like I should time them because they were starting to feel consistent. They were about a minute to two minutes long and three minutes apart. I could talk through them so I just made it through for the next few hours swaying and breathing and keeping on.
I had decided on waiting until 8am to call again and they remained one to two minutes long while staying three minutes apart but by that time they definitely started to intensify. The midwife on call at this time, Melissa, agreed that we should come in to get checked to make sure I was progressing since my water had already been broken. So Chandler and I headed up to the birth center and got there at 9:15am.
The nurse, Sara, took my vitals, checked Q’s heart rate and asked some questions. She then told me she was thinking I was still probably in early labor but once Melissa came in to check I was already 5cm dilated and getting closer to 6cm. Baby boy was surely on his way.
At around 11am I took a shower to help with contractions, and by 12pm the birthing pool was set up. I was checked again and I was 8cm, pushing closer to 9cm and Melissa wasn’t sure there would even be enough time to fill up the tub but we decided to fill it up and try any ways. By 1pm I was in the pool.
One of the things about having a water birth in the inflatable pool was that I didn’t have much leverage to counteract my efforts to push. And then the combination of having no sleep, and barely eating led for an hour of pushing. There were a lot of “I can’t” and “I’m trying” while feeling pretty exhausted and not sure how I would actually be able to push this kid out. The hour is a bit of a blur but I remember the encouragement from Melissa and Sara and Chandler being so supportive. (Side Note: because I needed leverage I ended up with Chandler basically in a headlock while I pushed. hahaha) I later found out that when Q came out his right hand was up by his face and the cord was wrapped around his neck which made pushing that noggin out a little more difficult too. So thanks kid!
But at 2:16pm, Quentin Michael, all 7lbs and 6.5oz of him was born via natural water birth and placed right on my chest. We made our way to the bed, after 8 minutes Chandler cut the cord and we spent the next few hours skin to skin and soaking in our new family. Eventually, we let our family come in to meet him where they proceeded to show him so much love and sing happy birthday. We relaxed for a few more hours, I took a shower, we went over discharge information and were headed home by 9:45pm.
Neither Chandler or I got much sleep that night but I was thankful we were home and I could relax (kind of) in my own bed. We’ve been trying to find our groove in between tongue and lip ties and mastitis and baby blues which I’m going to write more about in a different post but we are so in love with this little man. If you’ve messaged or texted and I haven’t gotten back to you, I’m sorry. Most of the time I don’t know which way is up, but I do appreciate all the love and support we’ve received already. And for anyone curious who he looks more like?
These are a few pictures of me and Chan from our newborn days. He definitely came out looking just like I did as a newborn but every day he’s looking more like his daddy. So we’ll see what happens 😉
^^ This blanket ^^ was made by my sister-in-law Kelley. It is a replica of the constellations on the night Q was born. HOW COOL IS THAT!?
Those lashes and lip. I die.
He’s getting more alert and changing every day. We’re loving every minute of it.
I’m sorry but is there anything better than baby feet? No. I didn’t think so.
And to save the best one for last 😉 To infinity and beyond, Q.
Amy Lorraine is a Lifestyle and Wellness Blogger who calls southern Maryland home. She blogs at AmyLorraine.com, creates crafts, prints and designs in her Etsy shop, and shares her essential journey at The Oil Adventures.
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