Friday, April 09, 2010

In the Nick of Time

 After our incredible journey, which I wrote about in my last post, my son in law met us at the airport in Miami and drove us to Tampa. I think there may have been a Dunkin Donuts stop along the way,  but can't say for sure as I was a little out of it by then! Once there we were able to spend the day with our son and his wife. We were very tired from our 33 hours trip so we ended the day early and it is a good thing we did.

My daughter Jackie went into labor in the middle of the  night. We got a  call  around  4 am telling us that she was in active labor and wanted to her Mom.

Here's the story from her own blog.

The Birth Story of Lexi

My water broke at 1:30 am on Friday, the 26th of February.
There were no contractions, just nervous energy so I did the only rational thing.
I cleaned the kitchen and made muffins. I walked up and down the hallway, I crawled, I prayed, I watched Food Network.
Then at 4:30 a strong contraction brought me to my knees. Literally. To my knees, in the kitchen staring at the kitchen floor and wondering how it got so dirty.
I woke up Brian and we worked through some contractions together.
Then I asked for my Mommy.
I had a feeling this labor was going to be intense and it was. Hard contractions that started off without a warning, peaked twice and left me begging for mercy.
I was so hungry and demanded pancakes during transition. I decided to wait  till after the baby was born because I wanted to enjoy the pancakes. So, my stomach rumbled throughout transition and that made me angry. I don't like being hungry, and when I want pancakes, I want them NOW.
Things started to slow down and I was getting very frustrated so it was recommended to me that I move around, which I did and it helped.
I needed to push shortly after, and push I did. Two pushes, or was it one and half? It happened so fast and there she was. In to the arms of my Dad, (wonder if Brian will forgive him for catching the baby? He wanted to have that honor again.)
Why homebirth? Why natural childbirth?
For me, it's all because of this moment...
When they are messy and screaming and in my arms, my head is clear and I realize that I did it!
It makes me feel like a Queen.
(A really tired queen, but a queen none the less!)
I held her, we cleaned her up, and then my Dad made me a huge stack of chocolate chip pancakes with maple syrup.
Way better than hospital food.
I'm always grateful for my jungle upbringing. Thinking about my Yekuana friends in the jungle who birth in mud huts with smoky fires around them gives me strength to get through the hardest parts of labor. If they can do it, I can do it.

And I did.


My baby with her baby!


8 comments:

Rhonda in Chile said...

Wow!
Me, now, I like nice hospital rooms and lots of people with lab coats!

Your daughter is amazing, truly.

Brooke said...

Birth is so very miraculous! I'm glad she had a good go of it, and once again, congrats!

Linds said...

Congratulations to you all! How special to be there with your daughter. I hope you had fun cuddlign that gorgeous little one!

groovyoldlady said...

Awesome story!!! If I was ever to have any more I would most assuredly have them at home.

And how sweet that she "wanted her mommy"!!!!

Kathy said...

What a wonderful blessing that you made it JUST in time!!! Also, that you got to spend time with them during that special time! You must be anxious to see them again! Keep those Skype lines burning!!!

Jeanne said...

I had my last birth at home and I would never go back to hospital again... :)

MightyMom said...

glad that everything went well.

Carrie said...

I love these kinds of stories! I had two homebirths of my own and I prefer them.