Welcome, Kaiden Jace Crawford!
I couldn’t have been less prepared for what happened today!
It was all so “according to plan” for a little while. I took castor oil this morning, 2 days after my official due date, after my dear friends convinced me. It was wonderful. Contractions started, with NO other side effects, within two hours.
But, as typical with all my other labors, it was slow. I labored from 7 a.m. until 3:50 p.m. with almost all contractions at 10 minutes apart. I didn’t want to get to the hospital and have to walk for hours like I’ve done many times.
Nevertheless, when the first ones jumped to 6 minutes apart, I decided we better go, just because I didn’t want to be too uncomfortable on the ride. We live an hour from the hospital.
Ten minutes from home, however, my water broke. All of a sudden, I jumped to transition, my contractions got crazy painful and started coming closer and closer together. I was so scared. My labor has never progressed that fast.
My husband, though calm, began driving 110 mph (I didn’t know this until later, thank goodness). About 20 minutes out, contractions were now back to back and I was starting to lose control. I told him we better pull over and call an ambulance. This was so not what I had in mind!
But we kept driving and he called the hospital to tell them to be waiting with a wheelchair. Aaron picked me up and put me in the chair and I started asking for an epidural (ha!). My one on-purpose natural delivery had been rather traumatic, and these labor pains were bringing it all back.
The nurses ran with me, got me on the bed (with me saying, “I don’t want to do this!”) and I gave birth in three minutes to our 10 lb. 3 oz. baby boy!
And boy is God good…the cord was around his neck BUT the doctor couldn’t pull it off; it was too tight. So it had to be clamped and cut it before I could finish delivery. Had we been in the car, Aaron wouldn’t have had the tools he needed. I’m so grateful for the Lord’s provision in allowing us to get here in time.
“Whew” is all I have to say right now! And thank you all so much for your prayers. We are all doing really well.
I meant to compare my now-two natural birth stories since my first one was traumatic for me in a different way. Thinking about yesterday’s experience, it’s hard to compare because I was completely unprepared for a natural delivery. It was truly the last thing I expected to happen and so the shock of it all took the forefront in my experience.
Transition was much faster than before so the 45 minutes in the car after my water broke was really the worst part. And I was SO scared of delivering in the car (I keep saying car but we were in my husband’s Ford F-150 truck–bouncing at break-neck speed). I think that fear may have distracted me some from the pain. All accompanied by the awful feeling of sitting in a pool of water, well, it wasn’t fun. (When my water broke Aaron said, “There are some napkins in the glove box.” I almost replied, “Yeah. That’s like handing me a paper towel to sop up the Nile.”)
By the way, our nine-year-old daughter, Avalee, was with us so she got a more exciting experience than any of us intended as well! She was a CHAMP.
Almost the whole L&D staff were waiting on the sidewalk, trying to guess, as each car drove up, if it was “the one.” They told me later how excited they all were for something different and that’s why so many of them came down.
I’m still laughing at myself for asking for an epidural while his head was crowned. I just did NOT want to push without it! At one point when I said, “I don’t want to do this!” for about the fourth time, Aaron sweetly grabbed my face and said, “Honey, listen to me…there’s no turning back. You can do this and you’re gonna do great.” That was when I finally resolved to push.
Pushing was bad, but admittedly not like my other experience. Aaron testified too, that he could tell it wasn’t as painful for me. I felt out of control, but the doctor and nurses assured me that I “did great” and was in more control than they expected given our circumstances.
I did experience, but to a lesser degree, the after-pain and inability to even focus on the fact that I had just given birth. I still prefer the calm (epidural) deliveries (it also helps prevents stitches in many cases) which have allowed me to completely focus on baby without any pain. But that’s my personal thing.
Aside from wanting so much to have my friend and Mom in the room during delivery, I can attest to the blessing of having everything over so quickly. God was so gracious to help us arrive in time and now, snuggling with my sweet new son, my heart is simply, peacefully, overwhelmed.
You guys are the BEST! I have so enjoyed reading your comments. I’m only sorry I can’t reply to them all. What fun to give birth and have such a huge cheering section here. I love you.
Oh, and how fun is this picture? The baby on the left is Kaid’s now-two-year-old brother Jax!