Monday, July 7, 2014

The Birth of Lane Hanson

This is the birth story of Lane Carter. If you don't want to read the long story or see the pictures he was born at home in our bedroom fairly fast and caught by my husband. He weighed 9lbs 10oz and was 20 1/2 in long.

I was 40 weeks 6 days pregnant and feeling the pressure. I was at that point where you don't even want to leave the house because you keep getting the "when are you going to have the baby" or "no baby yet". I was not anxious this time and knew that he would come when he was good and ready, but you still feel so much pressure from everyone else. Plus every time I would call someone they were on alert, especially my Mom.

 I was hoping for a smooth quick delivery but was also preparing myself for a long drawn out one like I had with Scarlett. My midwife kept reminding me at every appointment to call when I felt anything as she said second time moms go the quickest and tend to wait the longest to call her. I was skeptical because I didn't want to bother her for nothing and having been through a long labor before didn't want her to have to sit with me for a few days.

I was feeling fairly good and spending my last few weeks making some more freezer meals, taking lots of hot baths, reading Ina May and spending time listening to praise music. It helped to calm me down but I was getting tired. I wasn't sleeping real well at the end and was starting to have the nausea and hot flashes I remember with Scarlett.

The evening of October 14th I was busy making supper. It was around 7pm. I didn't feel any different than the night before, but as I walked from our kitchen to the dining room to give Scarlett her supper I heard an audible pop and felt a strong gush of water. I was fairly calm but told Chris "I think my water just broke." He said, "Yeah right. Are you sure?" I said "Well considering there is a small pile of water on the floor and my pants are soaked; Yes I think it did." The little rush of adrenaline was starting and I reminded myself that even with my water breaking it could still be a few days before I had him. We started making preparations by calling the midwife and his parents to take Scarlett and the dogs and letting everyone else know what was happening. I didn't even take out the birth box from the basement because I think I was in denial that it would be happening soon. I figured there would be tons of time. My midwife told us to just relax and let us know if anything changed. I wasn't having any contractions yet and my midwife reminded us it could still be awhile. Chris and I spent the evening watching a movie and I was already planning the next day of possibly going out for breakfast and watching more movies until things started up. I was really in denial this was happening.

A last picture of the bump after my water broke at 40 weeks 6 days pregnant
At about 10:30pm or so I decided to try to sleep and went up to bed. I was having a few mild contractions at this point but it was nothing worse than a braxton hicks so I laid down to get some sleep. I slept good til about 2ish then the contractions were picking up a little. I learned my lesson from laboring with Scarlett and stayed in bed dozing in between the contractions and trying to release all my tension with each breath out. I visualized baby coming out and my body opening up. I spoke to Lane telling him it was okay to come and we wanted to welcome him to the world. I spoke affirmations to myself telling myself that I could do this and God designed my body for this. 

At about 5am the contractions were getting a little bit more intense and I decided I didn't want to be in bed anymore. I got up and went to the computer room and read some positive birth stories while I listened to praise music. I also received some supportive texts from a wonderful friend of mine who I know was up that night with me. She wrote about some of her birth memories and reminding me that my body was designed to do this. My husband was sleeping on the couch so he could get more rest and I hadn't woken him up yet. I stayed there for awhile swaying and rocking and singing. 

At about 7 am they were getting closer together so I woke Chris up and told him to take a shower and get ready since I was feeling like I would need him soon. Chris is my rock when I am in labor and I know I couldn't do it without him. At 7:30ish I hopped in the shower to get clean and was breathing through contractions as I put on a little makeup and dried my hair.  

It was this point things started to pick up. I called my midwife around 8am and told her contractions were stronger but I wasn't sure if she should come because they were not too bad yet. She said she would eat breakfast and then come. I told her, but I am probably not even that far along yet. She said she would bring a book :) I continued to labor singing "restless" by switchfoot when I could and trying to release and give into the pressure.

At this point in labor you lose all sense of time and modesty. You focus so inwardly that you forget about all that is around you. The only thing I was focusing on was Chris and how hard he was pressing my back (which was very hard). I kept telling him to press harder and in my mind I was trying not to think about the fact that it felt like the back labor I had with Scarlett who was posterior.

In labor land

My Red Raspberry Leaf Tea

Pretty much had to press my back the whole time

At about 9am Chris called her back and told her she should hurry. She was still 25 miles away!! At this point I was feeling like I had to go to the bathroom and knowing what that means was thinking she should probably be here. Even though I knew what this meant in my head I was still in denial that his birth was close. I was still thinking I would be in labor for awhile. About this point the birth photographer Vanessa came. Things got even more intense when she came. I continued to labor downstairs for awhile then I wanted to go up to the bathroom. I wanted to wait until Beth came but decided to go. While I was in the bathroom beth came and she was busy setting up our bedroom for the birth by putting down chucks and getting supplies ready. It was about 9:30. After going to the bathroom I had a couple of strong contractions in the bathroom. I dry heaved a couple times and involuntarily bared down.

Hands are getting tired. Good thing the labor was shorter than last time :)

I got into the room and continued to labor. I was asking them to fill the birth pool to which my midwife said there would be no time. I asked her then to check me. She kept putting me off all the while I was saying we had time since I was probably only a four and I wasn't ready to give birth yet. She just smiled and continued to hurry getting things ready for the birth. Around this time her assistant Janelle arrived. I didn't even realize when she came I was so focused inwardly.

Checking heartbeat

After a few contractions things got really intense. I could feel him coming down. It was so much pressure. I remember feeling as though my hips were going to come apart. Then I felt the burning ring of fire. I hadn't felt that with Scarlett so it was a totally new experience and it hurt. I cried out for the first time.

The most intense part
I felt his head about half way out and my midwife told me to stop and to pant so that things would go more slowly so I didn't tear. That was the most difficult. Every part of me wanted to get this little one out. But I stopped myself and panted. He was sitting there out up to his brow for a minute or two then she had me give a big push. At this point I felt like they were pulling on him and I told them to stop pulling. In reality they were not pulling on him at all. Lane was just re positioning himself inside of me. I could feel his legs kicking up in my ribs and him twisting. It was the craziest weirdest feeling ever and it hurt.The midwife thinks he may have had his hands by his face and he was moving them to make room to come out.  He then came out to his shoulders and since they were big the midwife had me put my leg up to make more room. Then I felt him slid out. It was a feeling of relief. Chris caught him and I turned around so I could take him. So at exactly 10:29am Lane was born. I asked if he was posterior, but they told me he was not. The labor felt so much like Scarlett's with most of it in my back and hips but I suppose it was because he was so big!

Here he comes.
Caught by Daddy

Thank goodness he is here!
It was surreal! I could not believe that I had just had a baby at home and I said that out loud. I wasn't fully feeling there because I couldn't believe labor went so quick and was still kind of in denial that had all just happened. But looking at Lane I knew I was in love. This little guy who I had so patiently waited for was finally here for me to snuggle. After about 10 minutes my placenta came and then they helped me get up onto the bed. I had some bleeding so they gave me some herbs and massaged my uterus.

Hanging with daddy with cord still attached
Getting checked out

Love this picture!
Introducing Lane Carter Hanson

I loved having him at home because he was never taken from me, except for when I had bleeding and they had to massage my uterus and when I went to take a shower. The midwife did all her checking on him while he was in my arms. No warmers and suctioning. She waited until after he had breastfed to do any vitals and checks and I never felt rushed. 

Little Toes

Midwife Beth guessing the weight. She was pretty close..

Getting weighed 9lbs 10oz!! 
Getting Checked out
After Lane got checked out I went to shower and eat a plate of yummy bacon and eggs while Lane snuggled with Daddy.

Snuggles with daddy!

After we were all settled Beth went over a sheet of things to watch for and left to go home. It was just Chris, Lane and I left at home. We sat in bed snuggled in and took a short nap. It was so nice to have time for just the three of us.

As I was laying in bed snuggling with my incredible husband and perfect new little one I felt so very blessed. I watched Lane as he slept and prayed for his future and for Chris and I as parents.   

After our short nap Chris's parents brought Scarlett home to meet Lane. I wondered how she would do but she seemed just fine when we introduced them. She never really went through the jealousy stage and just wanted to be my helper. Although sometimes she wanted to help too much.

It was so wonderful to have a homebirth and I would do it all again in an instant. I was tell everyone the postpartum period for me is way harder than the actual birth due to breastfeeding problems and postpartum depression. Lane's birth was so wonderful. I felt so blessed to have a wonderful husband and midwife supporting me through the process and a chunky and healthy baby boy. God is good!

Photos courtesy of At First Site Photography

1 comment:

  1. Oh, how I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this post! I think my favorite picture is when Beth is checking the heart tones. I love it because it shows how much energy it takes to birth a baby naturally as your hair is hanging down (and you must be catching a quick breath) and how skilled a homebirth midwife is as she helps to guide and guard the passage of babies from INside to OUTside their Mama's.
    This was the first homebirth birth story that I've read since Abram's birth that didn't make me cry hot tears. I cried happy tears--I'm so glad that you were able to birth that big baby boy on your own terms.