Judah Jeremiah's Birth Story:
Our journey to labor began on Saturday, September 3rd, 2011. This day was my due date & I was just trying to keep my mind off the fact that I was NOT in labor yet. We spent the day out & about: shopping, lunch, walking at the mall, a pedicure & a party for friends. Once we got home, I sat and rested because my feet were swelling up HUGE. At 5:30 p.m. I started having contractions, but they were very irregular. I went to bed hoping that I'd wake up in labor, but instead I woke up Sunday morning still having irregular contractions. We went to church and the irregular contractions continued. I ran into the grocery store & made lunch still being miserable. I ate like I was never going to eat again. I was SO hungry. I was incredibly irritable most of the afternoon & finally decided to take the family to my sister's new house. They're renovating & getting ready to move in and I thought that maybe it would take my mind off how miserable I felt. When we got there, I sat down on the floor in the kitchen & started scraping tile cement off the floor boards. It was really funny, but it took my mind off how miserable I was feeling. We finally went home when my feet were swollen so huge that my Mom was threatening to take me to the hospital. Once we got home, I decided I was going for a walk. We live in the boonies, so I didn't walk far. Actually, I just walked up & down the road along our property. I had read somewhere to walk as fast as possible to keep constant pressure on the cervix. I was booking it & hurting more and more as I walked. I was talking to Judah the whole time, telling him that it was time for him to come and to keep moving down.
We went to bed Sunday night & within minutes of me falling asleep, I woke up with a contraction that was engulfing my entire body. It made me have to pee, so I got up and went to the bathroom. When I got back in bed, I asked Keith what time it was. It was 11:24 p.m. I drifted back to sleep & was awoke by another crazy contraction. This time it was just before midnight. I decided to get up and see what was happening. I had one more contraction about 15 minutes later and then they were 3-4 minutes apart, lasting between 1.5 - 3 minutes. I tracked them for an hour or so & decided to take a shower to see if that helped calm them, as it had previously. The shower had quite the opposite effect this time & seemed to intensify them. I tracked them for a bit longer after the shower and they didn't slow down at all. I decided it was time to call. When I talked to the midwife, she said that it sounded like the real deal & that I should head into the hospital, especially since I live almost an hour away. I called my parents to come & I woke up Keith. Dad stayed with the boys & Mom drove us to the hospital. We got to the hospital just after 3:00 a.m. On the way to the hospital, I told Mom that when they checked me I better be more than a 2 or I was going to choke someone. They checked me at 3:30 a.m. and I was already at 4cm. I answered all the crazy questions, got an iv port in (even though I tried to bargain with them to NOT put it in), and continued to labor. I spent a lot of time on the ball. It really seemed to help. At 5:30 they checked me again because I was asking to get in the shower. They wanted to see how soon they needed to get the midwife to the hospital. I had already progressed to 6cm. I'm not sure why, but I didn't end up in the shower. I tried several other positions for laboring, none of which was making me happy. The midwife showed up at 6:15 am & checked me. I was between 8 & 9 cm. She said that she could break my water & we could have this baby soon. I said, "I've already passed the point of no return. It's not like I'm going home. Do it!" She broke my water & had to tell me that it appeared as though baby had passed meconium. I was really sad, but also had a great peace about it. About 30 minutes after breaking my water, I was pushing. At first, I felt like I forgot how to push and then I found my focus & was pushing. One of my legs went into spasms while I was pushing. It was terrible. The pain in my leg was ridiculous & I couldn't control it at all. I pushed through & after 17 minutes, I delivered my largest baby! He weighed 8 pounds 14 ounces and was 21 ½ inches long. (In comparison, his brothers were 6 pounds 7 ounces & 6 pounds 8 ounces) I only got to see him for a quick minute before they took him off to check him. Not only was there meconium in the amniotic fluid, he also pooped during delivery. He was a nasty mess & they had to be sure that he hadn't ingested anything. I had planned to delay cutting the cord & nursing immediately, but that wasn't an option under the circumstances. They checked him out for what seemed like forever & then they brought him to me to hold for a few minutes before he needed taken to the nursery. They needed to get him suctioned out because he was more "barking" instead of crying and he was "bubbling" at the mouth. Keith went with him to the nursery and I got a shower and moved to my postpartum room. I got to stop by the nursery first to see my little-big man. It wasn't too long after I was in my room, that they brought my boy back to me. He checked out fine. He just needed some extra suction, but totally fine.
As an extra "twist" to our story, the day I arrived at the hospital was actually Labor Day! I delivered Judah at 7:00 a.m. and at 10:30 a.m. I had a nurse in my room asking me if I'd be willing to do an interview for one of the local news stations. They wanted to interview a mom who came into the hospital in labor ON Labor Day & actually delivered. At that point, I was the only one that fit the bill. I accepted. So, about 5 hours after delivering a new baby, my family was being interviewed for the news. So, my husband became a semi-celebrity. Every time he left the room someone would say, "I saw you on TV!"
My goal was to do most of my laboring at home. I wanted to be at the hospital for 4 hours or less before delivering. I was induced with the older boys & did my entire labor strapped in a hospital bed on monitors. I wanted this time to be different and it really was a completely different experience. I met my goal & delivered in a little less than 4 hours after arriving at the hospital. No pain meds. No episiotomy or tearing, even though he was so big.
Born: Monday, September 5, 2011 (Labor Day) at 7:00 a.m.
Weight: 8 pounds 14 ounces
Length: 21 ½ inches long