So this incredibly strong Momma was in active labor for over three days and her beautiful baby boy was delivered by cesarean section early on a Sunday morning. Sometimes our birth plans don’t turn out exactly how we hoped but I believe that putting her baby’s needs before her desires are what gives her an amazing start to motherhood.
It started on October 17th when contractions were happening and I got a text to head on over. So around 1pm I grabbed all my gear and headed out. Unfortunately labor stalled out so we all headed back home to wait again.
One week later I got a text around 6:30am that contractions were 5 minutes apart and have been that way for an hour so I threw on some clothes, took care of some hygiene necessities of course ;] and headed out the door. It was a dark and cool morning with light traffic so that was nice being in the city, but then I got stuck two minutes out by a train moving 2mph. It was a nice (ha) throw back to living in the suburbs.
When I arrived Mom was handling contractions beautifully (she really did the whole time). Those lovely low hums and hip swaying positions is an important part of the birth experience. So day one came to a close but contractions were still coming strong and mom wanted to try and sleep so we all did. They were very kind to have a futon and bed waiting for all of us to use just in case and boy it was nice to get a little sleep. So after six hours sleep (for me poor momma didn’t get much) everyone was up and in high gear to get that baby out.
The wonderful doula (Dzifa from A Womban’s Place) took her on walks, had her climbing some stairs, and of course a little dancing to lift the spirits and get those hips moving. Contractions really started picking up so since I am trained as a doula, we switched out assisting mom (see if you can spot the photo of me and mom!). We had thought it was the end a few times that day just based on mom’s sounds and how far apart the contractions were but we were to see another day. That night everything got quite around 1am and finally went to bed at 2am. We were awaken around 4:15 am saying that mom was exhausted and wanted to head to the hospital.
We all packed up and made our way down and arrived at 5am. Momma got some well needed rest with some help of good medicine and then awoke again that evening with very regular contractions and sounding like stages of transition. We were only to find she was still only 5cm dilated but baby was at a +1 station. So after a about 2 hours, mom decided to get an epidural and get some more rest and start pitocin in the morning. Well baby didn’t like those plans, and with his little heart rate dropping off then coming back up through most of the night, around 5:30am it was decided to do a cesarean.
As the doula and I staid behind, I turned my camera on auto and handed it to dad to get shots of the c-section because I was not allowed in the OR. Little Oliver made his appearance around 6:00am and boy was he ready to meet his parents! Dad did get some great shots and glad my camera made it in there to capture those important first moments of life. They had found that the cord was very tightly wrapped around his neck and it was said this was stalling the progress of labor and causing the baby’s heart rate to drop.
We met mom in recovery and got to spend some time with them. It was time to head home shortly after because I was running on about 8 hours of sleep for the past 72+ hours and left the hospital around 8:45am.
I got to meet back up with them 5 days after the birth and do a little newborn lifestyle session. All the images were so sweet and not posed at all. I love lifestyle sessions because you get to really see what life is like after the new baby is home. Mom and Dad are very much in love and I think everyone can say they have never seen Dad smile so much. Excited for all the things to come for this new family and I hope their wonderful story can provide healing and memories to last lifetimes!