It’s so hard to believe that Ada Elaine is 3 months old! We are enjoying this busy season of life as much as we can. I definitely want to get her birth story posted before I forget!
We had such a great natural birth experience almost 2 years ago with Aymen Grace that we knew if at all possible, we wanted the same thing with Ada.
We found out we were pregnant after trying for about 2 months. I took a test on the earliest possible day that I could and saw the faintest pink line in the history of pink lines!
I had another great & healthy pregnancy this time (thanks to prayer & my intentional preparation) and I’m so grateful. Of course, since Aymen was crawling/walking/becoming a toddler I was WAY more tired this time around. And by WAY more, I mean extreme fatigue doesn’t even begin to describe what I felt. Fatigue was my biggest symptom in my pregnancy with Aymen Grace and it was multiplied with this pregnancy. But, I’ll take being tired any day over the other normal, pregnancy symptoms.
I was due on July 13th but since Aymen Grace was 6 days late, I wasn’t planning on Ada coming early. In fact, I mentally prepared myself for another late baby. I had Braxton Hicks contractions a couple of times which was new for me but things were pretty low key until my due date.
Ada gave us a huge false alarm on her due date and it really threw me off. I just had a horrible attitude and a broken spirit the week after…I was ready for her to get here!
On Monday (8 days late) I had a non-stress test & ultrasound scheduled just to make sure everything was ok. My midwife asked me if I felt any contractions and I said that Ada was getting settled in because I felt her move every now and then but no contractions. She came in during the non-stress test and said “Uh, Molly, you’re having contractions every 6-7 minutes.” I had no idea that I was in early labor because with Aymen, I had awful back pain due to her being posterior.
The ultrasound check out (Ada did have a foot and hand tucked up by her face) and my midwife sent me home with instructions to move, relax, sleep, do pelvic rocks, and get ready for her to come soon. I asked her how many pelvic rocks it would take to go into labor the next day. I remember saying “Would 1000 do it?” and she laughed and said 1000 wouldn’t hurt.
I took that to heart and did 1000 pelvic rocks during the course of the rest of the day. It may sound crazy but it kept me busy & gave me something productive to do. Plus, every time I got on my hands & knees, Aymen would imitate me so it was cute!
And wouldn’t you know that I woke up at 4:30 the next morning in full-on labor!
Of course, I didn’t want to get my hopes up when I woke up so I showered, got dressed, and dried my hair before I woke Lee up. I told him that I thought it could be time. We called my mom to come stay with Aymen and we called my friend Tara who was my doula. She lives about 2 hours away so I told her to start getting ready but ‘take your time…it will probably be awhile.’
That was about 5:30am and my contractions were around 6 minutes apart. I had been practicing the Hypnobirthing technique so I went and laid down in the bed and relaxed/prayed that for about 45 minutes. By the time my mom arrived an hour later, my contractions were 4 minutes apart and I was soaking in a warm bath. I got out of the bathtub at 6:30am, tried to lay back down and do some more Hypnobirthing but I couldn’t find a comfortable position during my contractions (which were now close to 3 minutes apart). I finally told Lee that we should probably go to the birth center and we left at 7:30. It was the worst 30 minutes of my life. My contractions were less than 3 minutes apart and I could not find a position in the front seat that didn’t hurt. I alternated between forcefully suggesting to Lee that he speed up/get me there NOW and begging him to slow down because I could feel every movement the car made during my contractions.
We arrived at the birth center at 8am, I was 8cm dilated and they immediately started filling up the water tub! While waiting for the tub to fill up, I kept pacing the room trying to find a spot to contract in. I couldn’t lay down, sit on the ball, or squat comfortably so I ended up just standing beside the bed in the birthing room, grabbing onto the foot board.
Finally, I got in the tub just so I could get in the water which was only up to my shins by then. I just needed some relief from the pain & pressure of my contractions. I started in a squatting position with my arms/chest draped over the side of the inflatable tub but then I ended up sitting with my back against the tub. I figured out that during contractions, I could life my body up with my hands and that relived a lot of the pressure from the lower half of my body.
Very soon after, my water broke and Ada entered the birth canal. I started pushing and literally FOUR pushes later, she was in my arms!!
8:58 am … a mere hour after we arrived!
Tara, my doula walked in a few minutes before I started pushing. She had just enough time to grab our camera and start snapping pictures. When my mother-in-law walked in a few minutes later, Ada’s head was already out! Talk about a near miss.
We were overjoyed! I was ecstatic that she was finally here … 9 days late! Looking back, those 9 days of waiting were horrible but it was worth the wait for such a fast labor & delivery.