“With 3 previous labours under my belt, all following a similar pattern and taking 8 hours door to door, I felt pretty sure this one would resemble the others… however this was going to be my first Hypnobirth, so I was curious to see what effect my new knowledge and mindset would have…
After half a day of Braxton Hicks on the Monday, I had to dig deep and get positive again… and things didn’t start back up until the Wednesday morning. My waters suddenly went at 6am, and my husband was half way to Birmingham for work! Job number 1 was to get him driving back in my direction, and he arrived an hour later in time to help me get our eldest 2 girls to school!
I wasn’t feeling any surges, but I had noticed meconium in the waters. This was my fork in the road… do I passively rock-up to hospital and let them TELL me the plan… or do I apply my Hypnobirthing knowledge and get in the drivers seat? …I chose the latter, and got on the AiMS website, swatted up on my meconium-knowledge, deciding that I wanted to go into hospital for some monitoring, check that baby was happy, then INSIST that I head home… (I felt pretty confident that all was well, as I was feeling lots of great movement, and he was a week overdue)…
I was ready to stand my ground… but after doing exactly this, and receiving exceptional advice and care at QA Hospital (Portsmouth) all the midwives I encountered were totallyon-board with me carrying on with labour at home. No prison-break leap over the fence required!
It was midday by now, and we headed home for a lunch-of-champions (cooked by my husband). We’d secretly planned a homebirth (to avoid any unwelcome opinions on the choice) so had the hire-pool all set up, complete with Affirmation bunting and fairy lights (who even am I?)! 🤣 At 1:30, I got up from the table feeling some surges that required my attention… and announced “I’m off to have a baby now” 😆
…Applying as much of my oxytocin-flowing knowledge as I could, I created my “cave” in my bathroom, with lights off, candles flickering and a ginger-root to inhale (honestly)… got in the shower, and my body just fast-forwarded to the moo-ing, last throws of labour noises that my husband recognised from birth before! This was undoubtedly quicker than the others, as there was nothing holding me back, no friendly chit-chat, no looking at the clock… just surrendering to the inevitable – and it felt GREAT!
Midwives were on their way, but this baby was coming and I needed to get in the water NOW! As soon as I slipped into the birth pool, I felt the downward pressure, and got the shakes where the adrenaline of transition hit me! My memory of this short time of being in the water, just me and my husband, was that it was so calm, so silent, and just so surreal that we were having a baby AT HOME without a midwife – 90 minutes after eating my lunch!
No pushing this time, just breathing, and adjusting my squat to ease the baby out. I actually felt the quarter turn before his body was born, and it felt INCREDIBLE to be so present, so aware… Having watched quite a few birth-videos on Instagram (LOL)🤣 I knew we could look at him under the water for a while before gently bringing him to the surface, and it was magical! I couldn’t have wished for a better birth, and it gives me goosebumps to tell his story…” 🐝