Samantha’s
Birth Story
It was Saturday night. I was getting more and
more anxious about going 10 days over my due date. Samantha was due on November
10 and it was the night of November 19 and no sign that she was coming. I had
just seen my midwife Rachel and she had said that I was still fairly high and
only dilated to a 1. She had also checked Samantha’s position and she was
posterior. I remember trying to keep my spirits up but I was so done being
pregnant. It was uncomfortable at night so I wasn’t getting much sleep. I didn’t
want to have to go to the hospital and be induced and I wanted to see my baby’s
cute little face.
I had
deep cleaned the apartment and gotten my birth kit out and organized. I was
sure she was going to come on her due date. It was even going to be a full
moon. My chiropractor had muscle tested me and said that she was ready to come
and was so sincere about it. I thought he was joking but then he said “I would
not be surprised if the next time you come in is with your baby in your arms”.
He said the test was always right. So I figured it would happen that night.
Chris and I went on a walk that night.
It was cold out so we wrapped ourselves up. The full moon lit everything up in
a beautiful glow and it felt like we were the only two people in the world at
that time. We walked and talked about
what our family would be like with our little girl in it. It was peaceful. The next morning I woke up and no baby.
So here we were 10 days later and I
was done. I went to an energy worker to see if there was some fear or emotional
clearing I needed to go through since everyone seemed to think Samantha was
ready. Maybe I was the one halting progress. The energy worker had said that I
was afraid to ask for help and that I needed to tell people when I needed help.
I was feeling like I needed to do this all on my own. She had said specifically
that I needed to ask Chris to help me and let him love me. She said that
Samantha was ready to come. She said that everything was ready but that she was
posterior but would turn when the time came. She knew exactly what to do and to
not worry about her.
That night Chris and I were on the
bed. He was doing homework and I was writing my thoughts down. It all fit
together suddenly and I knew exactly what I needed to do. I remembered that I
would get pretty strong contractions at night. I thought they were just Braxton
hicks. I didn’t want to wake Chris so I would go out and sit in the living room
and tell myself that they needed to go away. I wasn’t ready to feel labor
contractions. I was afraid of them and what labor would bring. It was all so
new to me. Everything that the energy worker had said and my appointment with
Rachel all made sense and I could see what was going on. Both the midwife and
energy worker had said that Samantha was posterior. I was getting weak contractions
at night. They were strong but irregular. Instead of relaxing into them and
asking Chris to help me through them, I was going outside to the living room
and doing whatever I needed to get them to go away. I felt alone and scared
during those times and was not asking for help. I realized that the discomfort
at night that I was experiencing were light contractions. I then told Chris, “We
are having this baby tonight”.
I got into the positions that I had felt that
discomfort in and stayed there while Chris held my hand and reminded me to
relax into the sensation and that I was safe. The contractions would start to
get stronger then go away. I knew that with her being posterior that her head
was not hitting the cervix and so I wasn’t dilating. My contractions were weak
and irregular. I would get into another position and Chris would again reassure
me and tell me to relax into the sensation. We were finally working as a team.
What the energy worker had said kept going through my head. “You won’t have
this baby until you ask Chris for help”. I had finally asked for his help and
here we were putting my body into labor. I had gone from absolutely no contractions
to frequent irregular contractions. The whole process and my sudden realization
of what to do was amazing to me. The whole process of labor and energy work was
working together and I wasn’t going to have to go to the hospital. We naturally
induced my labor without any medication or herbs I was going into labor through
gaining emotional clarity. I felt so clear and strong at that moment. I
realized how powerful our minds and bodies are. I knew that Samantha and I were
in a way communicating with each other and working together to bring her into
this world.
We had started getting into positions and
tracking contractions at about 9:30 PM and it was now 10:30. They were getting
pretty regular at this point so I decided to go upstairs and let my mom know
that I thought I was in labor. She came down and helped time the contractions
with me. I called my doula Rachelle to give her a heads up. My mom called
Rachel and told her I was having regular contractions. Everyone kept telling me
that I needed to rest because I could have a long labor ahead of me. Chris went
to take a nap and I tried lying down on the couch. It was so uncomfortable to lie
down. The contractions were so much more intense lying down. I got up and moved
around. That was the only thing that made them bearable. I had been doing
really well with Chris help and could feel my fear start coming back. The
contractions were harder without him there to hold me. I finally broke down and
started crying. I again heard the energy workers voice in my head “you need to
let Chris love you and let him help you”. I finally asked my mom to go get him.
He came out and things escalated immediately.
I had been having back labor to this point. I
knew it was because she was posterior. I LOVED back labor. I am the only women
that I have heard say this. The back labor was so much easier to deal with. All
I needed was someone to apply counter pressure and it took the edge off the
contraction. I could handle this. Suddenly the contractions went to the front
and I knew Samantha had turned. It was go time.
My mom called the midwife and doula and told
them that they needed to come over. Rachel got there within a few minutes and
started setting up. I was so glad to feel like something was happening. I
started feeling like I wanted to get into the tub so I asked Chris to fill it
up. I don’t remember when the doula got there I just remember her giving
counter pressure to my back during my contractions. It all happened so quickly.
I asked Rachel to check me and I was already dilated to a 7!! I had told myself
that I was not going to go over 7 hours of labor. I had visualized that 7 over
and over again.
I was so glad to get into the warm tub. The
contractions were getting stronger with each contraction and I knew it would go
quickly. Never once did I think I wish there was something to take this away. I
was amazed at how well I was handling them. I would not have had the same
experience without my birth team. They were crucial. None of them left my side
during the whole process. I was able to release myself to the birthing process.
I felt protected and safe. They were my guardian angels during birth. My doula
was always there applying counter pressure to my back during contractions, my
mom was applying pressure to my shoulders which really moved the energy down.
My husband was my anchor and my rock. He held me the whole time. He left for a
minute to fix a camera and I immediately started to panic. He was what kept me
centered. He ran back to me immediately and I knew I would make it through as
long as he was right there holding my hand.
I knew I had hit transition as soon as I felt
sick. I started throwing up and knew I was just at the edge of the cliff. It
was now time to jump and push her out. There were a few moments after
transition where the contractions let up and I was given a chance to relax and
prepare for pushing. I was so glad I had done so much research. I knew I was
prepared for this birth. I was in charge and everyone else was there to witness
and help when needed. This was my birth and my experience. It was an amazing
feeling. No one had to tell me what was going on in my body. I already knew.
I knew it was time to push because I got
scared and I DID NOT want to push! I was so surprised because I had always
thought I would like pushing. It meant she was almost there. I was squatting
next to the side of the birth tub. The urges were so strong. I had to do
whatever I could to hold them back. My body would just bear down on its own. I
had very little control of this reflex. It was amazingly strong. I tried visualizing
blowing out candles to slow down the process and allow Samantha to slowly descend
and allow my perineum to stretch. I felt inside and felt her bulging sack. I
felt her sack descending down the birth canal with each contraction. I finally
was able to feel her wrinkly head. It was such an empowering and surreal
feeling to be there squatting and feeling my babies head as I brought her down
and closer to our arms. I asked Chris if he wanted to feel his babies head. He
felt it and had a smile on his face.
The pushing urge got stronger and the
sensations around her head intensified. I did not want to push. I had no idea
how she would get out because I was not going to push her out. I suddenly saw
blood around my body. I knew her sac had not ruptured so I didn’t know where
the blood was coming from. I knew something was not right. Rachel noticed too
and had me lay back. I was afraid the contractions would be intense laying
back. I noticed the pushing urge was not nearly as strong and I had more
control of her decent. Suddenly Rachel said urgently “I need you to push your
baby out now”.
Suddenly every cell of my body was focused on
pushing her out. All the fear and unsurity was gone I was strong and I was
going to push this baby out now. It was so amazing the instinctual instincts that
flooded my body. It was like a program flipped on my body and it was saying
push her out push her out. I could feel this intense strength I had never known
before. I pushed her out in 2 pushes.
I suddenly had this slimy beautiful baby in
my arms. The world was spinning around me and my brain was trying to catch up
with what my body had just done. Everyone around me was flipping my baby around
in my hands. Samantha had her cord wrapped around her neck 3 times and once
around her body. Her cord was so long. She let out a few coughs but then was
silent in my arms. We just looked into each other’s eyes. She was so present.
Everyone was holding their breath waiting for her to let out some good cries.
We rubbed her and told her how much we loved her. I knew her spirit was fully
in her body. I wasn’t scared at all. It seemed like minutes passed before I
suddenly heard a women’s voice in my head say “tell her it’s okay to cry. She
needs your reassurance that it’s okay to cry”. I could see this women kneeling
behind us and saying this into my ear. She was holding us both. I then said
“it’s okay to cry” and immediately she started crying. It was the most beautiful
sound I had ever heard.
She lay in my arms looking around with such
big eyes. She had such a big presence. She had so much knowledge in those
little deep blue eyes. Rachel wanted to
get the placenta out because I was bleeding quite a bit. I had intuitively known
that I needed to make sure my iron levels were good and high and now I knew
why. The placenta came out with a few pushes. They gave me a tincture to help
my uterus contract and stop the bleeding. I got out of the tub and they checked
me out. The bleeding had slowed down and was not a concern. I had 2 labial
tears and a vaginal tear. Rachel thought it was because she had reached in and
helped pull Samantha out. The tears were not deep enough where they needed
stitching which was good.
Rachel had gotten concerned when she saw the
gush of blood in the tub and started monitoring Samantha’s heart rate. Her
heart rate had dropped to 40-60 BPM and was not going back up. That is when she
told me to push her out right then. We found out later that the cord being
around her neck and body had pulled part of the placenta from my uterus and caused
the bleeding. This caused the heart rate to drop. Her cord was wrapped around
her body so tightly at the end that it was cutting off blood flow from the
placenta to her. I had been squatting because that was what felt good for me.
Samantha needed to come out quickly and squatting is the best position to push
a baby out quickly. I think my body intuitively knew this and so I was able to
push her out quickly when it came to that time.
Chris got to hold Samantha for the first time
while they were checking me out. Our little Sammy sucker girl was already
sucking on her hands and giving nursing cues. We got cuddled into the couch
with some blankets and started nursing. It was such an odd feeling holding a
baby and nursing yet it felt so natural at the same time. She latched on right
away like a pro. I just held her there skin to skin. She just kept staring at
me with those deep blue eyes. I was in love.
I had a 3 1/2 hour labor. 7 hours from the
time we started positions and trying to get my contractions going until the
birth. The midwife checked her height and weight. She was 8 pounds 2 ounces and
21 ½ inches long. Her cord was clamped and Chris cut her cord. We waited almost an hour to cut her cord. Her cord was still pulsating almost an hour later. Rachel noted that her placenta had been sucked dry. Her body knew she needed that oxygen rich blood.
Samantha was born at 2:04 in the morning, just an hour before my birth time. I was born at 3 in the morning. We both shared the same due date of November 10, both were 10 days late and born on November 20 and we are only an hour apart in birth times. She is my little shadow.
Samantha was born at 2:04 in the morning, just an hour before my birth time. I was born at 3 in the morning. We both shared the same due date of November 10, both were 10 days late and born on November 20 and we are only an hour apart in birth times. She is my little shadow.
Everyone cleaned up and people started
trickling away. It was like a labor had never occurred just an hour before. It
was quiet and peaceful. We snuggled into our bed with our sleeping angel
between us. It felt so good to be in our own bed and in our own home.
I loved every minute of my pregnancy and
birth. It was hard, it had its ups and downs but it was life changing. I am so
much clearer and stronger now from it. Not only did I birth my daughter but I
too was reborn after this experience. A year later I look into the mirror and
don’t recognize the person looking back. She is stronger, she is more
compassionate, she is passionate about life, she loves helping other women, she
is a woman, she is a mother.
Thank you to Rachel Talley my amazing
midwife. She was an answer to prayers and swooped in when I needed her. She is
so passionate about women and you can tell she loves her calling as a midwife. She also encapsulated my placenta and I had an amazing recovery from it. She
did an amazing job. Thank you to her assistant Yulia Draschil. She was the
person in the background making sure everything ran smoothly. She was so sweet
and helped me start the nursing process and reassured me that I was doing fine.
Thank you to my amazing doula Rachelle Davis. You are like a sister to me. She
is so strong and you know she’s got your back during labor. Thank you to my mom
for being such a great example to me. I would not have had the amazing home
birth I did if it were not for your example and leading the way for me and
showing me how to have a conscious pregnancy and birth. Thanks for bringing me
into the world. You are a mother for so many and my hero. Thanks to my big
sister Alicia for coming and supporting me and taking pictures and video. You
are such an example to me. Lastly, a huge thanks to my husband. Like I said you
are my rock and anchor. You are an amazing husband and father. Samantha absolutely
loves and adores you like her mommy does. You are my everything. And thank you
Samantha for choosing us to be your parents. You amaze me every day. I know you
will be an amazing woman some day. I just hope I can be the support you need to
achieve all your greatness.

Sweet birth story. I didn't know the first half, that is pretty amazing! You are a wonderful mom and samantha is a lucky girl!
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