Tanossa - posted on 02/07/2009 ( 3 moms have responded )
I had my son @ home..It was the best! He is my middle child. I was pregnant with my first child @ 19 being so young I was in no way prepared for what my body,mind, emotions went through. Too make it worse the hospital staff treated me horrible as if I was an idiot. During Sarayahs labor her father, who was an older man shut himself in the bedroom while I labored all over the house going CRAZY! by the time we made it to the hospital I was pushing! This crazy nurse lifted me up, put me on my side and told me to stop. CAN U IMAGINE?! I was crying telling her I can't it's doing it on it's own! Out popped Sarayah on the bed without any assistance. Needless to say...I am not fond of hospitals. Six years later after sharing that experience with my New Husband...The awesome man he is took charge. He took me off work so I could focus on the growing baby inside, then we found BRADLEY. Wonderful, our bradley instructor gave classes out of her huge trailer. She was awesome. We found a midwife who was balanced in her beliefs about hospitals and homebirthing. When it came to it I ended up laboring for 19hrs at home, It was great my mom , mother in law and aunt was cooking. A doula accupressure friend of ours supported and our midwife....LEFT. After the 16th hour my son was still high, I was only 4cm, she had some errands 2 run. Exhausted I took a nap..Only to be woken by an excruciating pain ripping across my back! I jumped up looked at my husband who was dead to the world and said in true Bradley fashion "Oh that was a good one!" I woke up my husband so we could get in the shower together, LOL he declined. So I decided maybe I'll just lay here too...until another pain ripped through me and as I jumped up a large gush of warm water cascaded out of me. My husband jumped up out of his sleep ran to tell everyone...who was getting ready to sleep, it was 12 a.m. I for some reason locked myself in our bathroom sitting on the toilet . I was so comfortable there, I felt so secure but my husband was getting frantic as were everyone else..So I let him come in, convinced him that I needed to get in the shower. We did, and when I returned from my visualization underneath my waterfall in the Bahamas, birds chirping, the smell of honeysuckles... I threw up my brownies which pushed my son all the way to the ring of fire!! My poor husband was pleading for me to make it to the bed.With each step taken my son was descending. I made it to the bed, my husband was behind me, I was on my knees and we, together guided our son out of his bedwomb. He landed on the bed I scooped him up placed him on my chest and my husband laid us down. When his cord stopped pulsing my husband cut it. Then he and my aunt massaged my belly till the placenta came out. He examined it, It was whole. After cleaning up my aunt and doula wrapped me in linens....Midwife? never came back..not even to get her scale or doppler...The best experience of my life!