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I have 5 minutes, so I’m gonna post my basic birth story. I would like to say that Hypnobabies really helped my birth to go quickly. First stage was incredibly easy for me.
Pressure Waves started on 9/4 at night. They were typical like the ones I have been having throughout my pregnancy. These seemed to wake me up a few times, but I didn’t think much of them. Next morning (labor day) they were still coming, so DH and DS went alone to a Labor Day party. AT 5pm, the pressure waves started getting stronger and lasting longer, so I called the midwife to give her a heads up. I watched a TV show and then headed to bed to listen to my Hypnobabies track. It was nice to get time to myself – even if I was in my birthing time!

8pm is when the pressure waves started lasting a minute or longer and they were 3 minutes apart. I remained calm, imagining my cervix like a gold ring and listening the Hypnobabies “Easy first stage” through my earphone. Pretty soon, the midwife told me she was on her way!

DH still wasn’t back from the party, and the birthing tub hadn’t been set up yet. Also, DS had to be put to sleep and I was wondering if he would be able to go to sleep, knowing his little brother might be coming soon. The midwife waited outside until DS was asleep (9:30) and that’s when I also told DH that I didn’t want to be bothered by anyone. This whole time I had been laying in bed listening to the tracks. When the midwife checked me, she seemed surprised that I was already at 4cm.

Pressure Waves went on until about 1:00am. They were easy to handle. At 1 they picked up and I started feeling them a little more. They started coming faster, and with a pain in my back. I got into the tub which was heaven!  I was coping well, but the babys heart rate was accelerated in the tub, so the midwife had me come out.

The midwife checked me and I was 9cm. Everyone there was so surprised!

MW told me it was time to push and those pressure waves I was having for the last hour are “pushing” contractions. I had no idea or believe me, I would have been pushing lol!

I didn’t think I could do it, and told the midwife that I didn’t want to go on. She said “well, this baby has to come out some way, so you might as well push!” I knew she was right and with all my strength I pushed with the next 3 pressure waves. The following 3 pressure waves, my body was pushing by itself.

I told myself I’m not waiting another minute to get this baby born and I pushed the head out. I knew the hard work was done and like I had seen in videos, the body would come wriggling out soon enough. I gave myself a chance to relax and then a minute later DG was here at 3:03 am on Sept 6!

The midwife said she was expecting the baby to be born around 7am. There were 2 other midwives there who told me it was a beautiful, quick birth. I’m so glad I finally got my homebirth. Thank you Hypnobabies!

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The Birth of Myles
February 9th, 2011 3:50am
7lbs 2oz and 21in

On Tuesday, February 8th, I woke up and was feeling a little “off” and kind of crampy, not a big deal or something out of the ordinary when your “due” any time! Around 11am went to the bathroom and discovered I had lost part of my mucous plug. I texted my midwife to let her know but did not think much about it since you can lose it multiple times and it really had no indication of when labor will start.

A little after lunch my crampy feeling started getting more intense and figured it was my body preparing to start up labor. I went outside at 4pm and fed the horses grains so I was up for about 45min walking around in and out of stalls and riding on the bumpy ground in the Gator going from barn to barn. I went inside and started doing some laundry and realized were pretty regular and started wondering if my “crampin” was easy contractions. They did not feel like the contractions I had been feeling for weeks with prodromal labor so I just brushed them off all day.

Around 6pm I decide to time them even though I did not think they were pressure waves, I did noy want them to be pressure waves and them get too close before I relized it. I sat on my birthing ball and rocked my hips during my “cramps” and it relieved some of the preasure I was feeling. Between 6pm and 6:30pm I had 7 “cramps” putting them at 5-6min apart and lasting about 40 seconds.
I decided they were really pressure waves but that since they were so easy that nothing was happening anytime soon or that like they had in the past weeks that they would stop.

Mark came in from work and we decided to go to the Chuckwagon to eat dinner. We shared Jalapeno & Rib Meat Potato “Nachos” for an apitizer and I had a Chicken, Onion & Pepers Quesadilla. I had pressure waves all through the meal and they stayed pretty consistant and seamed to get a bit stronger in intensity.

We got home a little after 9pm and jumped in the bed for some sex… of course having to stop every few min for pressure waves!! After we were done I went to the bathroom and lost more of my mucos plug and had some bloody show. It was around 10 and I decided to start timing my contractions again, 4min apart!! I was trying not to get too excited because for weeks I had pressure waves (some as close as 4min apart) and these were not as bad as those so surley it couldnt be labor, right?

I also figured if it was labor it was just starting and this being my first child it would be a while before my labor was in full swing and he was born. We went to bed to try and get some sleep and I was guessing that everything would cool down a little bit. I was having trouble falling alseep so a little after 11pm I decided to get into the bath tub and try to relax to help me go to sleep, I listened to a few of my Hypnobabies tracks and started feeling tired so I went back to bed hoping to get some sleep because at this point I knew I was in the begining stages of labor and needed to rest up.

That did not happen! At midnight I started feeling my pressure waves MUCH stronger and quiet often so I woke Mark up and told him he needed to wake up because I was in labor for real and I was not going to be up all by myself! For some reason it was irritating me seeing him asleep peacefully while I was having contractions. It took a good 15min for him to get up and he was a bit annoyed! My pressure waves were 3min apart at this point so we pulled out the birth pool to get it blown up, I totaly forgot we did not have a wall plug for the air pump so Mark had to take the birth pool outside to his car and plug it into the lighter plug in the freezing cold to blow it up.

While he was blowing up the pool most likely was the most stressfull  part of my birth because all I wanted to do was get into the water. I was going back and forth from laying in the bed, being on my hands and knees leaning over my birthing ball, snugling my pillow on the floor, and walking from room to room. He started filling up the pool around 1:30am and I texted one of my midwifes because I couldnt talk through my pressure waves and they were right at 2min apart from begining of one to the begining of the next. They both live about an hour away so I knew it would be a little while before they got there but I had no worried because I thought I was still at the begining stages of labor because the discomfort was not that bad at all. I decided to wait until they got there and we saw how things were going to text any family members and let them know he was coming.

My midwifes, Aimee & Desiree, got there at 3:10am and I was in the pool and decided to get out to let them check me, I was going to ask not to be told how far dialated I was. The minute I got out I felt like I had to go poop so I sat on the toilet and tried to use the bathroom but nothing was happening, got on my hands and knees and tried, squated and tried but no poop! My midwifes told me it was the baby I was feeling so I stopped trying to poop and layed on the couch for Dessire to check me. My contracting were so strong and often that before she could check anything I had to roll off the couch and get on my hands and knees because my pressure waves were coming so strong. I kept telling them, “I seriously have to poop so bad” and they said no that it was babys head making it feel like I needed to. I continued to go through pressure waves on the floor huging my pillow and leaning forward onto Marks chest. I was pushing in different possitions (trying to go poop) for a good 10min.

They then told me if I wanted to have a water birth Id better get back into the tub so I started crawling back into the kitchen and on my way back to the tub my water broke and there was a huge decrease in preassure. I got back into the tub and got on my knees leaning against the edge of the pool holding onto Mark and biting his hand with every contraction. I kept telling (im not sure who) that I wnated pictures and videos, my exact words were “Im not having a water birth and not having video proof”. But things were moving too fast for anyone to worry about getting video or pictures! When I felt his head starting to crown I said something about was this seriously it, I couldnt believe he was about to come out!

I told Mark to hurry and grab my phone to text my Mom and Dad because they would be mad if I had promised my Mom I would not wait to call until after he was born, oops! He sent a text that said, “Kade is on his way, dont call please” because I knew she would be calling and we were a little far into labor to be talking on the phone. My body then took over and started pushing itself and after 5min of being in the birth pool his head emerged, I was so excited for the pause in between birthing the head and the body that I always heard people talk about but my midwifes said to keep pushing because he had oppened his eyes and was looking like he was about to take a breath and they did not want him to breath the water in. I gave two pushes and his body was out. I started pushing at 3:35am and he was born at 3:50am.

I think my mind went blank for a second out of shock that he was here because I was in my own little world and it took me a second to capture my thoughts, they told me to reach down and bring him up out of the water. I pulled my little boy from the water and snuggled him to my chest and was speachless. It took him seconds to cry but his eyes were open and looking at me, it was a wonderful quiet moment where I conected with my son. I sat back but could not sit down because his cord was too short to keep him out of the water unless I was squating. Mark came behind me and had his arms around us and I was in pure heaven. I had to get out of the water after a few minutes since it was challenging to keep him out of the water.

We layed on the couch and he latched on wonderfully and nursed for a good 20min before I got on the birthing stool to deliver my placenta. After it was delivered we wrapped it up in a chux pad and layed back down on the couch and he continued to nurse for at least another 45min while I got checked out.
My labor and birth with Kade is by far the most amazing thing I’ve ever experianced. I can not believe how easy and natural it was. My body knew what it was doing and I believed in the ability I have as a woman to give birth. I feel very lucky to have felt what I thought was the “easy part” begining of labor when I was in my last two hours and what ive always heard to be the most difficult part. My birth had very minimal discomfort and Kade had such a beautiful passage into the world.

***I did not use any hypnobabies scripts during my birth… for me it was more help DURING pregnancy and preparing my mind to take over during labor and release… and it did!!  Goes to show that while the study is WONDEFUL its just preparing your body and putting your mind at ease to do what it is 100% capable of doing!!! And yes 43 weeks (we know date of conception) and my family births tiny babies!!! :) Thanks the lord!!!

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Here is my son’s birth story.    There is one point where you might need to use your BOP as I freaked out a little during transformation…   I think that this was in part due to the fact that my midwife was not supportive of Hypnobabies at all, but I didn’t know that ahead of time…  I didn’t have very long to get to know her,  However she was better than the OB, so I’m glad that I used her instead of him…

This was my first Hypnobabies birth.  I was terrible at remembering to do the finger drop practices.  But I was really good at listening to my scripts in my sleep each night! *Grin*  Over all, I noticed that I was a lot calmer with this birth than any of my others, and it was all pressure sensations; intense pressure sensations, but nothing I’d call pain.  I will for sure use Hypnobabies if there is a next time!

 At 35 weeks I changed from an OB to a midwife.

At 36 weeks and 5 days, I went into labor, or so I thought.  I kept thinking that it would be really cool to have this baby born on April 1st, as I thought it would be a fun birth date.  So I was pretty darn excited when I woke up about 1:30am on April 1st to pressure waves coming every 10 minutes.  I laid in bed listening to my Hypnobabies scripts and trying to rest in between them without success for an hour before I woke up my husband.

For the next two hours or so I walked, I climbed the stairs, I took a shower – all in an attempt to either get the pressure waves to get stronger or to go away.  They were noticeable, but not uncomfortable.  I normally wouldn’t have even toyed with the idea of calling the midwife, but I’d read so many birth stories of women who had used Hypnobabies during their labors and didn’t even realize they were really in labor because everything was so easy.

After about 3 hours of pressure waves that kept coming every 10 minutes consistently I called her.  It took her 40 minutes to wake up and drive to our home.  In that time I had another 4 contractions.  However as soon as she got here everything stopped.  She checked me to see if the contractions had been doing anything and found that I was 50% effaced and 3 cm dilated.  She could feel the sutures in his skull so she knew that he was lined up in the optimum position for birth; and that the birth would probably go rather quickly when it finally started for real.  Since nothing was happening anymore she urged me to get some sleep and she was going to sleep on the couch and see if things would pick up again.  They didn’t…  This was our baby’s first April Fool’s joke he ever played on us.  I’m sure it won’t be his last.  *grin*

I went to my next midwife appointment 6 days later and mentioned that I’d been having the kind of hot, sweaty episodes that I usually get AFTER birth, for the last two nights.  My midwife said that she thought that the baby would probably come within the next couple days, probably before the weekend was out.  That gave me a lot of hope.  I was so excited to meet this little guy, and I wasn’t the only one.  That morning my almost 3 year old daughter had come into my bedroom as soon as she woke up, and the first words out of her mouth were:  “Did my little brother come last night?”  *grin*

We kept hoping that he would come before April 8th so that we could add him to our insurance through my hubby’s old employer and he would be covered in case something went wrong within the first month of his life.  However he didn’t.  On Saturday morning, April 9th, my hubby went to work at his new company and found out that due to a mix up that we wouldn’t be eligible for even catastrophic insurance until after he had been with this company full time for a whole month.  So now there was no way at all for Baby to be covered by ANY insurance at all at the time of birth. I started to freak out even more, but my hubby pointed out that maybe this was a test to be a trial of our faith.  We knew we were doing the right thing by taking this job now.  We just needed to decide if we were going to stress about this insurance thing, that we couldn’t do anything about, or if we were going to put our faith in the Lord and leave our health in His hands.  We made the conscious decision to put it all in His hands.  Immediately peace descended upon me and I knew that whatever happened was what was meant to be, and that the Lord wouldn’t leave us alone.

While my hubby had been at work that morning, the kids had finally filled the “bean jar” and had earned their outing to Incredible Pizza with Mom and Dad.    As soon as my hubby got home we decided to go ahead and take them to Incredible Pizza that day.  My mom had come over to spend the day with us, so we took her with us.  The kids had a blast.  I noticed with all the walking around I was having more Braxton Hicks contractions than normal but didn’t think anything of it because they were even less noticeable than they’d been on the 1st.  After several hours I started to notice that they were getting stronger and more regular.  When I realized that I didn’t want my kids to touch me during one, I started timing them.  They were 3 minutes apart and lasting 45 seconds-1 minute long.  I decided that it was time to gather everyone and head home.

We ran into a snag at this point…  I couldn’t find my husband and son.  We spent a half hour looking for them.  We even had them paged over the loud speaker, but they didn’t notice it.  They were so enjoying their time playing video games together that they had tuned out the rest of the world.

They were finally found and when my husband was told what was going on he kicked it into high gear to get all the kids loaded into the van and get us headed home.  I called the midwife from the car and told her how close together my contractions were.  I was afraid to ask her to meet us at our house as I didn’t want a repeat of April Fools Day…  But she assured me that she’d rather have a repeat, than miss the birth.  So we agreed to meet at our house.

I was apprehensive of the drive home, as I’ve heard that traveling in the car while in labor can be uncomfortable.  I was pleasantly surprised however to find that my “Peace” cue helped a lot and the trip home wasn’t bad.  I would just relax into the pressure and tell myself “peace”.  I was actually looking forward to each pressure wave as I was getting really excited to meet my son.

When we got home, my Mom herded the kids into the house and downstairs to watch Tangled.  (I had purchased it specifically for the kids to watch while I was in labor.)  I headed upstairs to the bedroom to start getting the last minute things ready.  I wanted the birth tub filled, but wasn’t sure we’d have enough time, so I decided to just use our bathtub instead.  In hind sight, I wish I’d taken the time to fill up the birth tub as the bath tub just wasn’t big enough for me to get comfortable in, plus it was really hard and that was uncomfortable on my legs and knees…  But oh well.

I got into the tub and asked my husband to put on my Easy First Stage HypnoBabies track.  The water felt so good and increased my ability to relax into the pressure.  Listening to the track was very calming and helped me to keep my focus.  I started out just resting my head on a washcloth on the side of the tub during contractions, but before too long, I found that I kept getting on my hands and knees during contractions as that is the position that my body prefers to labor in.  I’ve used that position for all of my vaginal births.  Both my husband and my 10 year old daughter took turns putting their hand on my forehead and using the “relax” cue.  I was actually really surprised at how helpful that was.

When my midwife got there, one of the first things I remember her saying was “Most people just throw that crap away.”, referring to my Hypnobabies track.  My sweet and protective husband spoke up and said “She likes it.  It is really helping her.”  That caused our midwife to back off and not say anything else negative about my track.  Yeah for protective husbands! (editors note:  GREAT JOB BIRTH PARTNER!  Also, this is a really important reason to find out what your care providers really think about Hypnobabies.  If they feel this way, then they may actually undermine your Hypnobabies experience.)

After she got everything set up, she came into the bathroom to watch me labor for a few minutes.  She asked to check me at this point.  She said that I was 80% effaced and 4 cm dilated with a bulging bag of waters.  She also mentioned that my cervix was tilted really far backwards, which I’d told her previously that it was.  I’ve always needed to have my midwives pull it forward during labor, and then once they do, birth is eminent.  She asked if she could pull it forward for me, and I agreed; however I felt like she didn’t pull it forward enough, mainly because it didn’t hurt like it always had when any of my other midwives had done it.  I credit that to Hypnobabies!

She then asked me to get out of the tub because she didn’t feel that I was far enough along to not have the water stall my labor.  She felt that my contractions were too frequent and not long enough to be doing any real productive work.  She was also not comfortable with me laboring on my hands and knees because then if I were to have a bowel movement it might get on the baby.  She had me get onto the bed and lay on my side, but almost on my stomach, with my right leg extended out to the side and raised up on several pillows.  She said that this position was very beneficial for helping the baby move down without tiring Mom out.  She massaged my legs and back while I was in this position.  I continued to use my “peace” cue and kept saying “open, open, open” to myself.  After a little while, I just couldn’t stand that position any longer and so I got up and ran to the toilet.  While there I had very loose stools.  The midwife came in and tried to do some acupressure points on my legs, but I didn’t really notice a difference with that.  When she found out that I was pooping she decided to leave us alone and went downstairs to make soup for me for after the baby was born.

For some reason, in my head, I translated that action, along with the fact that I was “only 4 cm” to mean that I still had HOURS left to go.  I got up and tried to figure out where I wanted to labor.  I tried the bed, but that wasn’t comfortable.  I tried to get back into the bathtub, but lifting my leg over the side of the tub was too uncomfortable so I decided against that.  I finally decided that I wanted to sit on the toilet backwards.  While there I had a couple contractions and then all of a sudden I had a very intense one.  (Which in hind sight was the start of Transformation, I just didn’t recognize it as such…)

*BOP* I started to get scared at this point because even though I wouldn’t use the word pain to describe it, it was more intense than I wanted to endure for hours.  Keep in mind that at this point I still thought that I had hours to go.  The midwife had never said that, in fact she said she thought it would be quick since she moved my cervix, but for some reason I was sure I still had hours left…  I told my husband that I didn’t want to do it anymore and to take me to the hospital for an epidural because I couldn’t do this for hours more.  He was so supportive and kept telling me that I was almost done, and that I’d be holding our new son in just a few minutes, but I didn’t believe him. *end BOP*(editors note:  another example of how important the birth partner is during a birth.  He knew mom just needed some encouragement.  He knew the baby was almost there and was reminding mom of this!)

I then had another really intense contraction and my water broke.  My water never breaks until the baby is crowning so I knew then that I really was close to the end.  I got off the toilet but didn’t make it any farther than a squatting position on the floor in front of the toilet before my body was pushing.  As soon as I told my husband that my water had broken he started trying to get the midwife’s attention by yelling for her, and stomping on the floor.  That didn’t work.  While I was getting off the toilet he raced to the top of the stairs and yelled down to her that the baby was coming.

He got back to me just as I was pushing the baby’s head out.  I had reached down and supported his head as it was coming out.  I never felt a “ring of fire” or anything.  It was all just pressure.  Which was pretty cool especially since he came out with his hand on his cheek!  After his head was out, the midwife came into the bathroom…  With the next contraction I was able to push the rest of his body out and I reached down and caught my Little Man and pulled him up to my chest.  I loved being the one to catch him!  The cord was looped around his shoulders and arm, so the midwife took him and unwound him from the cord and gave him back to me.

Then she and my husband helped me get to the bed.  J.C. was born on April 9, at 7:50pm.  It was 2 hours from when I first started timing pressure waves until I was holding my son.

It was so cool see him be this blue/grey color and then as soon as my placenta detached I could see him pink up right before my eyes.   After the placenta was delivered, the midwife wrapped it up and put it next to us and left us alone for an hour, just the three of us.  When she came back, she had Josef cut the cord and she did the newborn exam.  He weighed 6 pounds, and was 18 ½ inches long.  I was concerned as he hadn’t shown any interest in nursing yet, and during the exam we discovered why.  He was tongue tied, so he couldn’t even stick his tongue out.  The midwife clipped it and shortly after that he latched on and started nursing.

After everything was done, she brought me a bowl of her special lentil soup to help me get my energy back and to help my milk come in.  The rest of the kids came in to meet their new brother.  Everyone fell in love with him at first sight.

He is the most mellow baby we’ve ever had.  Since he is number 6, that is saying a lot!  The other kids can’t get enough of holding and kissing and touching him.  We knew our family was missing people before he was born; but already I am forgetting what it was like before he was here.  He has just always been a part of our family.  We love him so much and are so grateful that Heavenly Father saw fit to send him to us.

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Thanks to a Hypnobabies Instructor for passing on this birth story from her Hypnobabies Student.

Sophia’s Birth
I think our baby was just waiting for us to finish learning all the tools we needed for her birth!

Sophia was born Sunday afternoon at 2:32 pm. The hypnosis really helped me sleep through most of my early birthing time and tools like Peace, Open, Relax and Release were instrumental in an extremely positive, quick and wonderful birthing experience. First pre-birthing waves were on Saturday at midnight, we used the techniques you taught us to slow down the progress get a good rest before things picked up.

 

On Sunday, we woke to powerful birthing waves that were 6 minutes apart at 5am, by 10:30am they were 3 to 4 minutes apart and well over a minute long, and at their peak felt distinctly ‘pushy’. Chloe and the rest of the team arrived to 9 cm dilation.

 

Two hours later, John caught perfect, little Sophia and placed her on my chest. No tearing and no drugs, a short and wonderful birthing experience. We cannot thank you enough for everything you taught us. Please pass this story to the rest of our Hypno-classmates and feel free to use it in any other way you wish.

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Thanks to Mary from the Hypnobabies Yahoo Group for sharing her birth story with us!
Our little one is finally sleeping on my chest, so I thought I would attempt to write her birth story…
Elizabeth Marie was born into her fathers arms after a beautiful birth during an April blizzard.  This was my first pregnancy and birth, but because of my background, I knew that I did not want to have a baby in the hospital.  My husband was VERY reluctant to consider my desire to birth at home, but after extensive research, he decided it was the best choice for us.  I didn’t have any cervical checks until my MW came over to asses my birthing time.
On the afternoon of Wednesday April 6th, I started to have menstrual like cramping, I was in the NICU working on my bachelors project as I was graduating with my BS April 22nd.  I didn’t think much of the cramping because all of my other experiences with Braxton Hicks felt like sharp tightening and from what I previously read on the Internet, what I was experiencing was not my birthing time.  That evening, they became more noticeable.
I was texting my MW, asking questions, and she decided to stop by after leaving her office to check up on me as it was hard to assess me via text.  She arrived around 8:00 pm and checked me at about 8:30pm.  I was 1.5 cm dilated, 85-90% effaced with an anterior cervix.  She told me that if this was my birthing time, it was very very early in it.  She said if everything continued, she could be born that night, but reminded me that things could still stop.  I told her I would be happy with our baby being born 30-40 hours from now, and I wasn’t worried about it taking a long time.  She suggested that we go to bed and sleep as much as possible.  That was the best advice someone could have given me.  The pressure waves (felt like menstrual cramps rather than tightening), continued through the night and I continued to listen to easy first stage and birthing day affirmations.
April 7th, my pressure waves slowed and pretty much stopped between 8am and 10am (I think I only had 4 total in that 2 hours).  They then picked up again and mimicked what had been happening previously.  I think the PW’s were 4-8 minutes apart with the occasional PW that waited until 9 or 11 minutes to come.  My husband and I spent the day shopping, picked up a new laptop, printer, and network storage.  It was raining, and I had a few PW’s that I had to stop walking in the middle of the road until it was over while getting soaked.  It made me smile thinking about how our little girl could be here soon.  I was extremely comfortable, and continued to go to stores with my husband.  At one point, I told him we really needed to get home.  I didn’t want to inconvenience my super awesome midwife, so I did not tell her my contractions picked back up from that morning.
I went to bed early (following yesterday’s advice), but I woke up and felt the need to get into the tub.  I listened to Hypnobabies in the tub for about 20 minutes with pressure waves 4-7 minutes apart.  I got out because the water did not seem to slow them down as it had previously, and I wanted to try to sleep again.
At about 2am, my husband woke me up, and we were intimate.  At that point, it was like someone threw a light switch!  PW’s became stronger and I had to start focusing on them more.  I called my MW at about 2:30 am (April 8th), she did not think I was very far along as I was talking to her on the phone and sounded calm and happy.  I put my husband on the phone, and she asked him questions about how uncomfortable I was etc and he said I was doing great and did only 4-7 minutes apart and I sounded too comfortable.
At about 5:30, my PW’s were averaging closer to 4 minutes apart, so we called her back. I think I was a little frustrated as I knew that my little girl would be here soon.  I made my husband call.  She had us update her in an hour as I was still “too comfortable” and I told her during our prenatal visits that I didn’t want her here until I was unable to cope with my doula and husband.  She asked me if I felt like I needed Benni (my doula), and I said no, but I would call her if she wanted me too.  My doula lives an hour to an hour and fifteen minutes away depending on traffic and would have to drop her kids off to a babysitter on the way to my house so she asked that I give her a 1.5 hr heads up.
My husband talked to my MW, and she said “I bet Mary wants me to check her,” he agreed.  Again, he asked me if I was really in labor.  I didn’t know if I wanted to smile, or hit him lol.  At 6:23am, I broke down and told my husband that I was calling my MW because if she didn’t get here quickly, I was going to drive my self to the hospital.  I said this to make a point, I did not want to go to the hospital, I just wanted my MW here and I didn’t feel as if they took me seriously.
I called her and when she answered I said “Where are you!!” and her reply was “In your driveway.”  I suddenly relaxed.  She left her supplies in the car, and watched me labor until 6:45am when I layed down on the floor for her to check me.  She said I was 6cm and 100% effaced with bulging membranes.  I thought that was perfect.  It was the magic number I had in my head.  She quietly told my husband that it could either go really really fast, or really really slow at this point.
She asked me if I wanted her to call my doula, I said yes.  I wanted to make sure I was really in my birthing time before I called her because I did not want her to make an unnecessary trip to my house.  I asked my MW if her assistant was coming, she said “Do you want her to?” and I said yes.  She called her assistant who lived about 25 minutes away.  My MW said I should change positions, so I moved from keeling over the seat of my rocker/glider chair to laying on the floor on my side.  One contraction, I started to squirm, and she placed one hand on my hip, and the other on my shoulder and said “just stay put.” I later learned that I was at the point in which I just had to let my body take over and not run away scared.
I felt the urge to pee, so I went upstairs to the toilet.  I couldn’t go because I felt that the seat was too low to the ground.  I had a PW on the toilet and it was not enjoyable.  I moved to my bedroom and leaned over my bed for a PW, and again felt as if I needed to pee.  I went to the master bathroom, but was unable to go for the same reason.  I then asked my husband for a towel to go on instead.  My MW had him fetch a chuck, and I was finally able to go (it was literally just a dribble).  I climbed into my bed, and layed on my side with a pillow between my knees.
All of a sudden, my top leg jerked forward.  I thought that was weird, but didn’t think anything of it.  During my next PW, my midwife said “Are we going down to the birthing pool or are we having this baby on your bed?”  I was so confused at this point, I learned that the weird sensation I was experiencing that caused my leg to jerk with the first one was actually my body pushing.  I never felt pushy at all.  I told her that I really wanted to be in the water, but I wasn’t about to move.  My MW and husband quickly covered my bed with surgical drapes and such to protect it.
MY MW quickly called her assistant who was in-route, and said I was pushing and her equipment was still in the car.  Her assistant said she would bring everything in with her when she arrived.  My MW said “During one of your next PW’s I need you to roll to the other side of the bed.”  The side I was on was not protected.  I rolled across my king size bed like a pro!  Within minutes, my daughters head emerged, my midwife peeled the amniotic sac off her face (my water never broke and my MW did not want to break it), then my husband reached down to catch our baby.  My MW told me to push, which caught me off guard as I never had to consciously push up to that point.  I smiled, gave a push, and my husband caught our first born!
It was a beautiful experience.  I held her for a few minutes and then asked my hubby to hold her skin to skin (she was still attached to the placenta).  He took off his shirt and threw on his bath robe and held her.  It was amazing.  This was an experience I would have never had if we were in the hospital.  He gave her back to me, and after the cord stopped pulsing, my husband cut it.  My doula arrived a few minutes later.
Although she didn’t have a name for a few days, Elizabeth was born at 7:42am, less than an hour after my cervical check at 6 cm.  My body pushed for me, she was out in 11 minutes.  I would have never been able to get through all of the early birthing time without Hypnobabies, and I attribute my succes during my late birthing time to Hypnobabies because it taught me to relax and trust my body.

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Thanks to Jennie for sharing her story!

A couple days ago I was just reaching the point of thinking this baby would never come out. I wasn’t at my due date yet, but I was beyond the points when my other two came, and I was SURE this one would be earlier. It’s amazing how soon kids remind you they have minds of their own…

I had had a few “practice waves” over a couple days, but nothing strong or regular. They were mostly the kind of thing I wouldn’t even notice if I weren’t expecting the kid to make an appearance at any moment.

On Sept. 21 I woke up around 5 am and got up to go to the bathroom and get some water. I got back into bed but couldn’t fall asleep again. About half an hour later, I had a fairly strong birthing wave but didn’t think much of it. A few minutes later I had another. I decided if I had one more I’d get up and start timing them since I wasn’t getting back to sleep anyway.

A few minutes later, there was another one. I couldn’t go into the living room since my mom was sleeping out there, so I took my exercise ball and my phone into the bathroom and bounced/rolled a bit while timing waves and Facebooking.

The waves were consistently five minutes apart, lasting about 45 seconds. Although they were fairly strong, they weren’t yet to the point that I needed to use my hypnosis techniques.

Steve got up around 5:45 and I told him he might need to call Lindsey and Carole (our midwife and doula) soon. Around that time Anna woke up and wanted me to snuggle. I tried to get her to snuggle with Steve instead, but she insisted on me. I snuggled with her for a few minutes, then bribed her with the promise of peanut butter crackers if she went to snuggle with Grannie instead.

It became clear that this was the real deal, so I decided to draw a bath and told Steve to call Lindsey and Carole. I also told him to set up the birthing pool on the patio as we had planned, weather permitting. It was early in the morning and still chilly, but I figured it might be warm enough by the time we needed it, plus we have a propane heater we could turn on if necessary.

While my bath water was running I decided to get the bed ready for later, too. I took the covers off, put a shower curtain down, and put another sheet on top. Keep in mind this is a king-size bed pushed up against a wall and a twin-size bed, so it’s a major PITA to make it even under normal circumstances, much less during one’s birthing time. I wanted to feel useful, though.

I got in the tub and listened to some of my Hypnobabies “Easy First Stage” track and to the Beatles’ “Let it Be” a few times. (“Let it Be” had sort of become my mantra during the pregnancy, and it seemed like a nice accompaniment to the whole idea of just relaxing and letting go.)

After a little while in the tub I got restless and decided to get out.

I walked out to the living room and had the first wave that made me need to stop what I was doing and focus. A few minutes later, Carole, our doula, arrived.

I went out back to see what the temperature was like. Steve had turned on the heater, so even though it was still a bit cool, the patio felt quite nice. With our fountain running, birds flying around our bird feeders, and fog in the background, it felt extremely peaceful, so I decided to stay out there.

Carole and I talked (pausing for waves) while Steve finished setting things up. By this point I had grown tired of “Let it Be,” but didn’t feel like listening to a hypnosis track, so I was listening to my Beatles mix. I wanted to keep things upbeat and fun.

Our midwife Lindsey and her assistant Courtney arrived and got some other things set up, then they went into the living room to hang out so I wouldn’t feel “watched.”

My waves started getting longer and a little more intense, so I told Steve it was probably time to finish filling the pool. (Which was very easy, by the way, as Steve had run a hose directly from our tankless water heater.)

Even after the pool was filled, I didn’t get in right away because things were going so well on land and I didn’t want to mess up a good thing.

Then my waves started getting shorter but closer together and much more intense, so I figured it was time to get in the pool. It was so nice to sit in the warm water and watch scrub jays and hummingbirds flying around the feeders! I told Steve we’re getting a hot tub for the patio.

Steve, Carole, and I hung out for a while, with Lindsey and Courtney coming out occasionally to check on me.

Probably about half an hour after getting in the tub (though my concept of time is hazy at this point) my birthing waves started to get very intense. Carole helped me relax my shoulders and gave me hypnosis cues. Lindsey and Courtney came out for good, so between that and my strengthened waves, I knew we were getting close.

I also got EXTREMELY hot, which happened just before my other two kids were born. I had Steve turn down the heater, and Carole put cold washcloths on my neck and forehead.

I had several very long, very close, very intense waves, and I knew (and hoped!) I’d need to start pushing soon.

With Elias, pushing was very easy but took a long time, probably because I was in the standard “stranded beetle” position. With Anna, pushing was easy and very fast (and stealth!). A few gentle pushes and she came right out.

I assumed pushing would be similar to Anna’s birth, where my body just took over, pushed, rested, push, push, rested, then she was out.

This time I did feel my body start to push (obviously) but there was no resting! As soon as I started to push, I needed the kid OUT!

I pushed a few times and was sure the kid was stuck. So I just kept pushing until I felt crowning. Another push and the head was out. Two more and the shoulders were out. One more for the body. If I had to guess, the whole thing took a minute.

Lindsey told me to get my baby (after each of my births I had to be reminded by someone to look at/get my baby). I looked down and saw this little creature floating in the water, reached in, and picked it up. Carole announced the time of birth as 10:03 am, 4.5 hours after my birthing time began.

Steve looked and announced that it was a boy. I had been a bit unsure about our choice of boy’s name, but this kid was definitely an Oliver.

We covered the baby with a blanket to keep him warm, and the kids came out to see their new brother. We hung out for a few minutes, then I wanted to get out of the pool before I delivered the placenta.

It was surprisingly easy to walk through the house and into the bedroom with an umbilical cord and baby still attached to me.

We settled into bed and Lindsey checked me for tears. I needed stitches with the other kids, and they were a bit smaller and had come out much more slowly. I was sure I’d need a ton of stitches–but no! Not one! I was pretty happy about that!

Oliver started nursing and Steve made some calls to let people know about the birth. Carole and Lindsey thought the baby would be over 9 pounds, but when we weighed him he was “only” 8 lbs, 6 oz. I think his big round head and chubby cheeks made him look bigger than he really is.

The kids came in and held their new brother and we made some more calls/texts. Lindsey and Courtney finished up some other things, then they and Carole left right around noon. It was very nice spending the rest of the day relaxing with my family at home rather than being continually poked and prodded by hospital personnel.

Thanks in large part to Hypnobabies, Oliver’s birth was just as easy and peaceful as the other two. Other than one grunt while I was pushing out Oliver, I didn’t make (nor feel the need to make) a single peep during any of the births. I definitely recommend the program to any pregnant women!

My wonderful husband and birth team also deserve tremendous credit for being so calm and supportive. I couldn’t have done it without them!

 

Jennie and Steve

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Thanks to Janell from the Hypnobabies Yahoo Group for sharing her birth story!

I had been having light waves since Monday July, 18. On Tuesday night, after getting no sleep the night before, I decided to drink a little glass of wine, take a bath while listening to Hypnobabies, and talk to baby about coming out to meet us. I felt very relaxed afterwards, went right to sleep and slept all night. My waves stopped for the most part so I thought “nope, not time yet.”

On Wednesday I was having sporadic waves that had more pressure than normal, but I didn’t think anything of it. I just told myself “open, open, open” with each one, hoping I would in fact “open, open, open.”

I think it was around 6:00 pm I went to the bathroom and noticed I lost a small amount of mucous plug. I tried to not get my hopes up. By this time my waves were pretty regular, but nothing to set your watch by, coming every 5-10 minutes or so with more pressure than normal. Looking back, I should have realized this was it and started listening to my Hypnobabies tracks. I was in denial! Plus, my DH kept telling me I wasn’t really in my birthing time. Pffft.

Despite all of the denial, I had a strong sense of urgency that DH needed to go get our last minute things from the store. So I sent him off thinking it was probably for nothing, but better safe than sorry. This was around 9:45 pm. Almost right after he left my waves started coming every 5 minutes with much more intensity than before. I thought it was no big deal. You hear about prodromal labor all the time.

 

They kept up for about an hour and I started thinking it was real. I listened to my Hypnobabies birthing day affirmations and then tried to listen to the easy first stage track, but the waves were too intense to focus by then. This was around 10:50 or so. I realize I’m in my birthing time for sure, haha, and DH is gone!!

At this point I head into the bathroom to pee. I didn’t come out for an hour, maybe a little more. Just from my walk to the bathroom and using the toilet, my waves went from five to two minutes apart, and were VERY intense. I was now low moaning and rocking on the toilet to cope. I knew I was in transformation. I was shaking, feeling hot and cold simultaneously somehow, and feeling nauseous. I also started feeling somewhat “pushy”, which made me nervous. I was still alone! But I stayed relaxed in between waves, thank goodness. I began texting DH telling him I needed him home but his phone had died, lol. He got back around midnight and I came out of the bathroom shortly after. I never wanted to leave the toilet.

Since this was all happening so fast I never thought to call my MW. So as I leaned over my birth ball and moaned, DH called (at 12:08) and told her I’d been having birthing waves every two minutes for over an hour. She hung up pretty quick!

I tried being on hands and knees for a few waves because of the discomfort in my back, but it was too much. So I moved to a sitting position in an armchair, trying to mimick the toilet, but that was too much too. I just wanted to lay down. I was hesitant to do it since everything you read says movement helps but I laid down on my left side on the couch anyway. This is where I stayed.

I was having to vocalize more loudly as the pressure was super intense. Still, I was able to relax completely in between waves. I wasn’t talking, smiling, or laughing, but I was still, and relaxed. I began to feel very pushy but resisted since my MW wasn’t there yet. This made it harder but it was ok. At one point my body pushed involuntarily and I yelled to DH “I’m pushing!”. I really thought we’d be having an unassisted birth at that point.

My MW got there around 1:00 am and I told her I was feeling pushy. We waited out some waves and then she checked me (my first check the whole pregnancy:)) and there was only a lip of cervix left. She knew I wanted a waterbirth so she and DH tried to get the pool set up, bless their hearts. I knew there wasn’t time.

 

I think one of her assistants got there around the same time…not really sure. The timeline is blurry for me here. They were busy getting their supplies ready while I was on the couch, pushing whenever my body felt the need, when my membranes ruptured. The biggest pop ever and SO much fluid. It was crazy….like out of a movie. It wasn’t long til baby’s head was crowning. DH missed the head being born because our 2 yr old woke, so he went to tell him everything was alright, but he made it in time to see the rest of the birth. The birth happened so fast. I remember my MW telling me to breath and slow down to allow my perineum to stretch, and I tried, but just couldn’t. It wasn’t *painful* per se, but I definitely felt the stretching! Once the head was born the body came out just as fast. I think the other assistant got here five minutes after the birth.

This birth is such a stark contrast to my other births. I was induced with the other two. Never got to experience going into labor naturally and really felt I was one that couldn’t. I’m so glad I had this last birth experience. It was fast and intense…the total opposite of what I had expected.  <3

Oh, I made it out unscathed! No tears or anything! I could have been more comfortable maybe had I realized sooner that I really was in my birthing time, but it all worked out.

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Thanks to Brittany a mom from the Hypnobabies Yahoo Group for sharing her experience with us.
Hi Hypnomamas! I finally got my daughter’s birth story written. It’s long (two parts), but I wanted to send you all the links in case anyone is interested in taking a read.
While I DID use Hypnobabies lingo, I never gave any BOP warnings, so I’ll just say this:
We ended up having to change our plans about 68 hours into my birthing time. My biggest fear was being a hospital transfer, but after doing some fear clearing and re-focusing my goal on having the healthiest, safest birth possible (not just a natural birth), my fears completely subsided.
I did end up going to the hospital, but it was still such an amazing, wonderful experience! If any of you are like I was and really fear a change in plans, reading my story might help you get past some of those fears. I can’t even begin to explain how much Hypnobabies still helped me and empowered me to have an amazing birth, even though it went differently than what I had planned.
Brittany (and Baby Brynn)
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Thanks to Melissa from the Hypnobabies Yahoo Group for sharing her birth story!

Zane was born Sept 18/10 at 5:44pm in his very own room in our home.  I had been listening to the come out baby tracks for the last week as I did not want to be overdue (the ultrasounds were predicting a 9.5 lb baby at term)…. (my due date was Sept 19).

I had felt close to labour the whole last month as he was very low and I was getting a lot of braxton hicks/bowel cleansing/menstrual like aching (I was also taking a mixture from my naturopath for childbirth the last few weeks). I was sitting to pee and felt a small “snap”, not painful and thought it was perhaps my mucus plug…. nothing on the toilet paper, but then when i was up and moving around I realized that my water had broke.  This was around 1:15pm and I started having contractions within 30 minutes.

They quickly became 3-5 min apart and so I called the midwife and she headed over (40 min drive away from me).  I listened to the easy first stage track and kept moving around as I didn’t want anything to stall on me.  When the midwife arrived around 3:45pm she checked me and I was soft and 6cm! At this point I was able to quite easily breathe through the contractions, trying different positions.

At about 4:45 they started getting more intense and I needed my husband nearby to work the cueing.  I climbed into the tub at 5pm and within 10 minutes things became very intense….

I pushed for 20 minutes total, once he was around my pubic arch it could have gone fast but the midwives kept it slow so I would stretch easily.  Once his head was out pushing his shoulders out was easy! Straight onto my chest and love at first sight. I used the EPI-NO with my first born and again with this birth and it did me well again, with no tearing or bruising at all.  He weighed in at 8lbs 9oz (my first was 6lbs 11oz, so 2 lbs larger!).

Hypnobabies was so amazing for me.  I suffer from an anxiety disorder and with my first birth I had an anxiety attack.  Anyone who gets them knows that the biggest fear is having another one, especially when faced with the same situation.  Hypnobabies kept me calm and I never felt the onset of the same anxiety during this labour.  Preparing for the birth, if I started to get anxious at all it was so amazing to put on a track and relax my mind and body.

Although I had the short period of time during birthing where things were very intense and I wanted it to end, I was still not anxious.  I visualized for myself a labour of under 4 hours and it was!  Compared to my first delivery, where it was a 3 day ordeal and 14 hours of what was 30 minutes of this delivery, wow!  It also gave my hubby better tools to help me with- straightforward and easy for him to learn and use.

We are doing great and the biggest challenge is the 2 year old sister adjustment.  Be encouraged all those preparing, if you put the work in it will pay off!  The next day visit with my midwife she remarked how surprised she was to find me 6cm and looking so comfortable…. just like what I had read about other women’s stories… yay for Hypnobabies!
I’m going to miss the tracks so I’m now going to go check out what they have for after baby comes!

Melissa

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I woke up at around 1:00 a.m. on January 16, two days after our
estimated “due date” (according to my own calculations based on my
knowledge of when Baby was conceived, not the LMP date which would
have been a bit earlier). I wasn’t expecting anything to happen for
several more days, since I had gone 11 days past my “due date” with my
older daughter and then induced her with cohosh (black and blue, one
in herbal and one in homeopathic form) due to pressures from the
medical system. Also, I had experienced no pressure waves yet other
than very mild cramps occasionally (not more than once or twice a day,
and only if the day was busy) over the past 6 weeks or so. However,
when I woke up that night I was experiencing distinct and somewhat
uncomfortable pressure waves. My first thought was, “Oh, no! I do NOT
want to start working on this baby in the middle of the night!” My
ideal birth visualization had always included a daytime birthing time,
although I never could decide how long I wanted it to be. I waited to
see if the pressure waves would go away so I could go back to sleep,
but they kept coming regularly, so I put my Deepening track on, hoping
that would be put me back to sleep. It worked like a charm, and I
slept soundly until about 6:30 a.m. when I woke up to regular pressure
waves again. My 3 ½ year old daughter woke up then too, and my husband
got up with her while I stayed in bed and adjusted myself to the idea
that this just might be the day.

The pressure waves were mild but very regular, so after I got up and
dressed I timed them for a little while. The whole experience was new
to me, since during my birthing time with my daughter I experienced
continuous pressure with no pause between “waves.” (I have wondered
since if this was my body’s reaction to the cohosh.) Anyway, I found
that the waves were pretty consistently around 5 minutes apart,
lasting 30-45 seconds. I didn’t know whether to expect things to pick
up or fade away, but when the waves stayed consistent through
breakfast and my daughter’s bath we decided to stay home from church
and prepare just in case. I did a fear clearing session and then began
to listen to the birthing day affirmations, which were wonderful. In
the mid-morning we went to a nearby state park for a peaceful hike,
and stopped at the local grocery on the way back to pick up a few last
things. (I stayed in the car listen to my affirmation CD while my
husband and daughter went in to the store.) Throughout the morning the
waves came consistently between about 5-10 minutes apart, lasting
usually around 40 seconds. I noticed that the waves were longer and
more intense after a bigger gap, and shorter and milder after a short
gap. I wondered whether I should be trying to use my finger drop and
lightswitch cues more than I was, but since the waves weren’t getting
longer or closer together I kept assuming that this was a false alarm.
I called our midwife several times throughout the day to keep her
updated, since she lived 1 ½ hours away.

We ate several snacks throughout the morning, and had a good lunch
around noon. After that I sat on my birthing ball and leaned on the
table with pillows while I listened to the Easy First Stage CD and the
Deepening CD. I had a hard time going into hypnosis because the waves
were uncomfortable but far enough apart that they kept startling me
when they came. At around 2:00 I started to feel discomfort in my
lower back during the pressure waves, and asked my husband to press on
my back while I sat on the ball during a wave. That felt just right. I
started pacing around in between waves and sitting or lying over the
ball during a wave, and since things seemed to have moved up a notch
in terms of intensity, even though the waves weren’t getting closer
together, we decided to blow up our “fishy pool” and start filling it.
The whole time I was carrying around my little CD player and listening
to the Easy First Stage CD. I was using my “peace” cue but not really
going into hypnosis. The discomfort in my back was greater than I
expected, and combined with the long space between waves I found it
hard to concentrate on letting go into hypnosis. I also found my
daughter quite distracting, although I really wanted her to be there
at the same time.

After the pool started filling, my husband and I decided to make
bagels (which were apparently originally made for midwives and women
present during birthing). About halfway through the process the
intensity moved up a notch again (this was around 4:30), and I left my
husband to finish while I got in the pool. I knew from my daughter’s
birthing time that I like to be in water during a birthing time, but I
hadn’t decided either way whether I wanted to actually have the baby
in water. I continued to eat throughout the afternoon and right up
until pushing; the warm bagels tasted great. I think when I got in the
pool was when I finally accepted that this was indeed my baby’s
birthday. The water felt great, although the pressure waves were still
uncomfortable. I tried different positions, saying “open, open, open”
and listening to the Easy First Stage CD. The intensity was gradually
increasing, and I started finding it hard to cope. I asked my husband
to come help me. This is where I experienced the wonder of
Hypnobabies. I relaxed against the side of the pool with my legs
spread out in front of me and asked my husband to support my head and
use phrases from the birth partner practice, which we had practiced
regularly every other night. Since the pressure waves remained
relatively far apart, he was finishing up making the bagels in
between, and I would tell him when a wave was coming so he could come
support me. When he made it to me early enough, I really did feel the
waves as pressure and was able to relax into hypnosis. When I had to
start into a wave myself I found the discomfort hard to handle. I’m
glad I was able to experience the effect of hypnosis a little bit—
especially during this intense part of the birthing time—since I
didn’t use it during most of the day. I do think listening to the CDs
did keep me more clear-headed and able to easily communicate with my
husband. He commented on this afterward. I feel like Hypnobabies
provided the context for my birthing time.

The intensity continued to increase, and I could tell that we were
getting closer to the end. I started to vocalize more and more during
waves, shifting from the “open, open, open” to more of an “ahhhhh” or
“ohhhhhh”. Our midwife arrived at around 6:00, and right after she
came in I felt the bag of waters break and the baby move down a bit.
When she heard the sounds I was making, the midwife said, “Is this
baby coming soon?” and I said, “I think it’s coming soon!” (This is
what I had wanted during my visualizations—to have most of my birthing
time just with my husband and daughter, and have the midwife come at
the end once I was past being distractible.) Somewhere around here I
asked my husband to switch my CD to the Pushing Baby Out track, and I
started repeating the phrases I was hearing and talking to my baby
with them, saying things like “Gently, baby, gently” and “Gently
sliding out”.
(During my daughter’s birthing time, the midwives had directed the
pushing stage—ugh!—and I totally forgot that I was having a baby at
the time.) I was so eager for that feeling of relief when the baby
comes out. One of the main things in my head at this time was, “I
easily use my voice during my birthing time,” and I babbled away
whatever I was feeling  in between repeating phrases from the
CD. It was intense, but also kind of fun. I was so detached during the
pushing stage with my older daughter that I never felt
the desire to make any noise at all. So I was surprised that I enjoyed
“easily using my voice during my birthing time,” even roaring a little
bit as I let my body push toward the end. This is something I always
thought would be embarrassing, but quite the opposite—I still feel
happy about it now.

I took off my headphones just at the end as I was getting ready to
push Baby out so I could focus more on exactly what my body was
telling me. I shifted around into different positions as I felt like
it, mostly shifting between hands and knees and leaning forward
against the side of the pool while squatting (being in water made me
feel quite able to move—by this time I had totally forgotten that I
might not want to have a waterbirth!). My husband was using “birth
partner” phrases, which I really appreciated. My midwife said a couple
of times, “Go with what your body wants to do” or something like that.

 

It felt really helpful at the time, although at one of our postpartum
appointments we talked about it and it turned out that she was
actually concerned that I wasn’t letting myself push because of the
phrases I was using about the baby sliding out! I took it slowly as Baby’s head crowned.   I
ended up squatting when I felt that he was ready to come out. It was
wonderful just to let my body do its thing with no one telling me what
to do. Suddenly his head was out, there was the briefest of pauses—and
then out came his shoulders and all the rest of him.

I scooped him up onto my stomach and heard the midwife say “Watch the cord!” It was so
short that I couldn’t lift him higher than my stomach. I saw right
away that he was a boy, which I had been secretly hoping for! The
midwife did a preliminary cut on the cord pretty soon so I could lift
him up higher, and then tied it off and did the final cut while I
snuggled him. He was really peaceful and pinked up rapidly. He coughed
and that made him cry a little bit, but mostly he just looked around
quietly. Although no one was looking at the clock at the time, we
looked at it about 5 minutes later and estimated his arrival as 6:43
p.m.

 

The whole thing had taken just over 12 hours from the beginning,
and only two hours since I had really needed to start focusing. I
wanted to move to the bed pretty quickly, and he wanted to look around
for awhile before nursing. The midwife weighed and measured him: 9 lb
4 oz and 22 ½ inches long. I was hoping for a baby between 8-10 pounds
this time, so that was just right! He demonstrated soon enough that he
was a champion nurser, and I have been grateful for such an easy
breastfeeding journey this time around. My body wasn’t ready for more
pushing for a bit, but after an hour or so I felt ready and knelt over
a big bowl to push the placenta out. Our midwife said it was one of
the biggest placentas she’s every seen!

Although I didn’t use my Hypnobabies practice in exactly the way I
expected to, it was a wonderful part of my birthing time, and it would
have all been worth it anyway for the relaxation and positive
affirmations during pregnancy. In so many ways it was an ideal
birthing time, and I’m so glad Hypnobabies was a part of it. The
“recovery” has been so nice; my nether regions felt pretty much totally normal right
away. Very different from recovery after forced pushing, and so much
better! I’m also very happy to have gone through a whole pregnancy and
birthing time with no internal exams. This really helped me trust
myself and listen to my body. And it felt so right to catch him
myself, too. (During this pregnancy I have developed a pet peeve about
people saying that someone other than the mother “delivered” the
baby.) Three cheers for mother-directed birthing!

Tricia

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