My sweet little girl made her arrival last Wednesday June 6, 2007. She so far is my best baby. Last night she only got up once! Labor was slow and long. Not quite what I'm used to. Tuesday morning I lost my mucus plug and had contractions as long as I was moving and doing stuff. I thought for sure she would of been born that day. I was home alone with sick kids so I tried to take it easy and get as much rest as possible. I talked to the midwife around 5:30 PM and told her I thought tonight was the night. She called another overdue lady and told her not to drink castrol oil as she had planned so she wouldn't have two of us in labor at once. The hubby finally can home around 7:00 and we ate and got the kids in bed by 8:30. I thought for sure things would pick up and she would be born around ten. The last one came that quickly. Well at 11:30 or so we called the midwife to come over. The contractions would come and go and the intensity would vary from drastically. Some contractions were only 15 seconds and pretty wimpy. They would come 6 minutes apart or 3 minutes. They would spread out even more if I quit moving and changing positions. At 1 o'clock she check me to make sure this was real labor and these wimpy contractions were doing something. I was dilated to 6, but my cervix still had to move forward and I still had to efface some more also. I was frustrated. Why was I going so slow. The hubby napped for about an hour and half. I tried laying down for a while but I wanted it done so I tried to keep moving. I talked with the midwife for about an hour then took a bath while he slept. She drained some of the now cold water that was in the pool and out fresh warm water in. I woke the hubby up at 3:00. I got in the pool around 3:15. She checked me around 3:25 and I had an anterior lip that she held out of the way as I pushed. I did the usual begging for an ambulance and drugs. I said I couldn't and wouldn't push because I hate that part. The hubby and midwife kept saying baby down, baby out until I wanted to scream. I chewed on a towel and yelled into it as I pushed to try not to wake the kids. Finally after 25 minutes of pushing she was out. When her head came out I freaked like I usually do and started screaming to pull it out. One more push and it was over. Finally. She's perfect. She's beautiful. She weighed 8 lbs. 8 oz. and was 20 1/2 inches long.
A woman when she is in travail hath sorrow, because her hour is come: but as soon as she is delivered of the child, she remembereth no more the anguish, for joy that a man is born into the world. John 16:21