My Birth Stories


Olivia’s birth started at about 11pm at night and I knew for sure it wasn’t the real thing. Since about a week before I would get contractions for a few hours at a time and they would go away. So I didn’t even wake Austin up so he could get some sleep before work. By the morning time when the contractions hadn’t let up I told Austin that it was probably the real thing. Little did I know I wouldn’t be pushing her out until 1:30am that next morning, a whole 19 hours later!

Labor was LONG and slow with Olivia. I labored all that day until about 3pm when I started to get frustrated that things were taking forever. I didn’t mind laboring but the contractions were to the point where I couldn’t rest through them. So my energy was slowly dwindling and I knew I needed that energy to push a baby out soon. We called the birth center and explained to them our dilemma and they had me come in to give me something to sleep. My midwife said I would go home and sleep through contractions and I would wake up 8 cm and ready to go. I thought yea baby!

Yea I slept for two hours before the contractions started waking me up again and I wasn’t 8cm! LOL They were to the point where I couldn’t talk between them so we packed up and went to the birth center. They checked me and I was only 5 or 6cm. Bleh first babies take forever!

Even though I wasn’t very active during my births (walking, standing, sitting on the toilet, eating, drinking, urinating all of which help labor progress) I labored pretty well. If I knew then what I know now I would have done all of those things to get that baby out and probably cut my labor in half but I did what I was at the time capable of doing. I mostly sat and rocked on the rocking chair and once at the birth center I planted myself on a couch and put my feed up. I breathed through contractions and used the clock on the wall as a focal point and slept in between contractions. That routine was my go to the whole time until we got into the tub. At about 11pm Austin and I got into the tub and I was so zombie like and tired that I couldn’t even hold myself up! My sweet amazing husband held my legs and body for the me all the way until I pushed Olivia out. I moaned loudly and deeply through transition. Once at 10cm my water still hadn’t broken so my midwife broke it for me and that helped with pushing her out. I pushed for 30 minutes (an eternity!!) and she was out of there! It was a long but beautiful birth!


I went into prodromal labor a few nights before my due date. At one point my midwife even came over and ended up leaving by morning time. I was having a lot of back pain during those contractions and I knew the baby was head down and not posterior so I figured he was having a hard time tucking his chin. I did an abdominal lift and tuck (you can visit to read more about that) and that did the trick. Contractions moved from my back to the front and my labor started at around 2am and progressed. Abigail came by 5am.  At this point I honestly didn’t think the baby was coming any time soon (especially after my 26 hour labor fiasco with my first baby AND the fact that labor had stalled just a few days before). I had everyone go out into the living room and I just labored by myself in the dark with my headphones on. By 8am or so Abigail checked me and I was 5-6cm . She said labor definitely wasn’t going to stop and I was going to have the baby that day. It was at that point that I began to realize that I WAS IN LABOR!! For some reason they got more painful. Probably because I had accepted that the inevitable was going to happen. I began to feel like I was “loosing control”.

I remember sitting on the rocking chair in my room and I fell asleep during a contraction. When I woke up I realized I had not gotten another contraction. They were slowing down. I fell asleep and woke up again and I felt my heart racing. I was scared to death, terribly afraid. I’ve read all about how fear and fighting against the pain can stall your labor and that’s exactly what was happening. I didn’t know how to break out of my funk though. I’ve never experience a more real fear in my life. Just at that moment, Austin came in the room to check on me. I was so relieved to hear his voice and see him. He asked me if I was ok and I told him no and that I was scared. He held me and told me everything was going to be alright, that I couldn’t be scared and that I was strong enough to do it because I’ve done it before. I somehow got the courage to push trough and just do the thing! LOL at that point contractions really started picking up and they were coming strong.

I labored much differently with Sammy then I did with Olivia. I sat and rocked on the exercise ball most of the time, leaned and rocked on Austin some, knealed over the bed some, drank and urinated A LOT which I am so grateful to my midwife for. I didn’t realize how much not urinating can slow your labor. At some point contractions started coming so strong that I was moaning through each one, and loudly. I remembered from last time that it meant things were picking up and I’d be able to get into the tub soon. I stayed in the room and labored until I couldn’t take it any more and then I finally got into the tub. Once I was in the tub the pain was so bad that I began to shiver (which at the time I didn’t know if it was because of the cold but it couldn’t have been because they had a heater directly on me LOL this was TRANSITION). Through each contraction I remember visualizing my baby moving deeper and deeper down and getting closer to coming out. I don’t remember this but Austin and Abigail said at one point I began talking to Sammy saying “It’s ok, mommy is here and I’m going to help you out. It’s ok, It’s ok, mommy is here”. Finally I began to say out loud “I can’t I can’t!!” and Austin and Abigail kept telling me I could and reassuring me that I was almost done. Abigail suggested that during the next contraction when I moan to try and loosen my jaw instead of tensing it so that I can channel it down towards the baby coming out. The next contraction I did just that and my water broke and Sammy came rushing out so fast that I couldn’t stop him! 4 long minutes later at 10:30am Sammy was out of there! I pulled him out of the water and up to my chest. It was so beautiful, both Austin and I began crying together in awe of what just happened. My sister Gigi who was recording said “its a boy!”. I had completely forgot we didn’t know what we were having LOL. Olivia was standing there saying “its a baby!!” and “say cheese mommy!” because she saw that my sister had the camera in her hand. From start to finish labor was 12 hours. Compared to Olivia’s birth it was so smooth and fast and I really do attribute that to being able to labor and deliver at home. My midwife Abigail said it was the easiest birth she had ever attended! What an answer to prayer!! God was with us every step of the way and we are SO glad we got to have such an experience!