Brad and I are so excited to share with you the story of our home
birth. It was an incredible experience for us both and we feel so blessed to
have had a natural, uncomplicated birth in our own bedroom in our house. We put
so much research, consideration, and prayer into these decisions (hospital or
home birth, chiropractor, midwife, etc.) and did not walk into it flippantly.
We recognized there are always risks to birth, but ultimately we felt led to
trust Donna Miller and her student midwife Danielle Mason at Gentle Beginnings
Birth Center to walk through this journey with us. My prenatal care was
amazing, and the girls were both very involved throughout each appointment-
whether it was helping to measure baby, or pressing the on/off button on the
doppler in order to hear Brock's heartbeat. Time was spent in each appointment
getting to know me, the entire family, and what we ultimately desired for our
birth. When we were told that Brock's kidneys were enlarged and we would need
to see a specialist, Danielle arranged to meet us at the appointment. The care
was more than we could have ever expected. For anyone in the area, I would
highly recommend them based on our experience.
We had anxiously been preparing for our
sweet Brock for what seemed like an eternity! I woke up around 1:30 AM on
Tuesday, the 26th with uncomfortable contractions that were about 6-7 minutes
apart. Brad and I had stayed up until close to midnight so I was already
feeling exhausted, but the contractions were painful enough that I could not go
back to sleep. We got up around 3:30, touched base with our midwife, ate a
snack, and began getting everything ready around the house. My contractions got
closer to 5 minutes apart close to 8 am, so our midwife came by to check on us
and get an idea of where we were in the laboring process. The girls woke up
shortly after she arrived and my contractions immediately slowed down. This was
definitely discouraging and I remember apologizing to her over and over when I
realized it would be a very long time before we had a baby. Our midwife,
Danielle, decided to grab some breakfast while we got the girls situated with
Brad's mom and told us to let her know any changes while she was gone. It
wasn't long after Brad's mom came to the house that Brad and I decided to
attempt a walk with Brad in the 40 degree weather outside. My contractions
started coming closer together and I was soon unable to walk or talk through
them. We texted Danielle and she said she would head back to the house. When
she got here (a little after 10), my contractions were much stronger, but
didn't stay close together for very long. Within the hour, they had spread back
to 5-6 minutes apart, and I begged to be checked. I was so tired and worried
that I had several more hours of labor ahead of me. I also desperately wanted
to get into the birth tub, as I remembered how wonderful the water felt when I
was laboring with Brielle. I was between a 6-7, and Danielle told us we could
begin filling up the tub with water while she called the other midwife Donna,
and Kaitlyn (another student midwife) and told them to head our direction. I
got into the tub as soon as I got the green light from Danielle (baby's heart
rate was checked, temperature of the water had to be no more than 98 degrees,
etc.) I remember being so excited to hear the other midwives walk through the
door because I knew that meant we were definitely getting closer to having a
baby in our arms. Having an unmedicated birth is such a mental,
emotional, and physical battle within your own body and the presence of those
three woman at our birth who believed in me and who believed in the body’s
ability to- in most cases- birth a baby without intervention was so empowering.
Brad was my rock throughout labor, and I would not have been able to do it
without him. Whether holding me up, swaying with me, reminding me to breathe,
or retrieving drinks, wet washcloths, etc., he was absolutely wonderful! Our
experience of working through each contraction together while listening to
songs like "10,000 Reasons" and "Healer" and having our
midwives pray over us while we labored is something that I would not trade for
the world. My water broke about 10 minutes after 1 PM, contractions became
super intense, and Brock was born about 20 minutes later. I pushed for one
contraction and pulled my own baby out of the water onto my chest.
I did it!