"On the way home from Austin I had 3 really good contractions but they were 8 minutes apart and 20 minutes apart. We got home about 8:30 and W wanted to do our acupuncture pressure points again. He lit some candles, I got out my iPod and got comfy on the bed awaiting the pampering to begin. He started out like he had the night before and I practiced my deep breathing techniques. After about an hour of that I told him we should get some paper and start timing contractions. I was beginning to feel them pretty regularly. I didn't want to get out of the zone and zen-type feeling we had going on so I didn't go downstairs to tell anyone goodnight. He came back and went back to my toes and feet. I tapped his phone whenever I had a contraction and he'd take note of it...
This is where our birth story begins..... "
Keeping Little Love attached to the cord until it stops pulsing allows her to receive important nutrients that a lot of babies miss out on because in a hospital they cut the cord right away. It's sad if you read the research, anyway, I digress. After Little Love was born she was handed to me and we started nursing. She latched on right away and we nursed for a long while. She was bright-eyed and alert the entire time. No drugged baby here this time! I'm not sure of the time frame after the birth but after Little Love had been nursing for awhile Illysa needed to do the newborn exam. W's parents couldn't come down to New Braunfels for the birth of Little Love, since his mom couldn't travel far from home, so to show off Little Love and to see the newborn exam we hooked up our web cam and gave them a call. Illysa started checking Little Love out, doing her measuring and weighing. She was 7 pounds 12 ounces, 19 3/4 inches long and was born at 2:12 am.
of everything. Mess became a little mini midwife. She was very concerned about me and wanted to make sure that I was okay. Mess never left my side. Big Mak was her usual self and was back and forth here and there.
Another thing I should mention is that dad left to go and get a few things from the grocery store, which is only 10 minutes down the road, and when he got back there was a baby! Things happened so fast that he didn't even have time to get back before miss Little Love was born. After the fact I was so happy that I had changed my mind about mom going. I'm glad she got to be there for this extraordinary event. I'm also very grateful that mom thought to grab the camera! We wouldn't have these amazing and beautiful pictures of Little Love's birth if she hadn't been quick thinking.
By this time it's probably 4:30 in the morning, and we had been up all day. The previous day, Friday, had been a busy and fun day for all and the birth of Little Love just topped it off so we were all beat. We got out of the tub and Illysa and June got Little Love all dried off and swaddled up all nice and tight. I put on a tshirt and climbed into bed. Illysa went over the instructions for W and all the charting he would be doing for the next few days. Dad went downstairs and fried up some bacon, scrambled eggs, made a fruit salad and toast for everyone. He was such a wonderful help. Everyone had their little jobs that they started taking over and it was lovely. The worrisome part of my experience happened after eating breakfast. I felt the need to use the bathroom so I got out of bed. I felt a lot of blood start running down my legs onto the floor. I said to mom "Am I suppose to bleed this much? I don't think I am, will you get Illysa for me?" She went and got her and Illysa had me lay back down... Long story short W and Illysa had to carry me to the restroom and when we were in there I lost a huge blood clot and was hemorrhaging. Sounds worse than it probably was but it was a little scary. Illysa carries pitocin and oxygen with her for cases like this. She gave me some oxygen, she and W carried me back to bed and Illysa kept an eye on the bleeding. She gave me a few herbs that she uses but June suggested giving me the pitocin (in a shot) to make my uterus contract. Let me say... I cussed more when she gave me that shot than I did at any point in the labor or birth. Illysa had to inject it into my thigh and it hurt. I am not a baby when it comes to pain or needles so I was surprised at the pain I felt. Illysa stayed and slept a little before she made her drive home and W and I finally got some sleep. The girls had gone back to bed and I believe that dad did too. Mom stayed up and chatted with Illysa for awhile and I think she might have eventually gotten some more sleep.