We found out I was pregnant during a very difficult time in our lives. We had just lost my husband's uncle and were adjusting to new jobs and a whole new way of living. Dealing with all of that along with having an active 10 month old was an absolute whirlwind. I had the typical morning sickness in the first trimester but after that it was smooth sailing! I’m still sad that the pregnancy is over because I was seriously so in love with being pregnant this time around. What was different this time was we decided to make the switch to midwifery care and planned for a birth at a birth center. Which by the way was hands down the best decision we have ever made. I was fully in charge of MY pregnancy and birth with nothing but full support. If you are pregnant I strongly urge you to consider a midwife!
After my due date had come and gone, I thought I was going to be in it for the long haul like Charlie being “over due” by 10 days. However on New Year’s Day at 40+5, I had my first contraction at 9am. It was painful and strong but I had been having off and on contractions for the past few days so I figured it would fizzle out again. Around 10am they came like a freight train and went to 2 minutes apart and incredibly painful. There was no build up or gradual pain but still I was in denial it was going to happen as fast as it did. I text my mom and birth photographer who were my birth team (along with my husband) to let them know it’s time but I was going to “do my hair first” and wait for someone to get Charlie HA! As soon as I started I knew that wasn't going to happen and that we needed to leave. We got in the car and I was already having lots of pressure with around an hour drive ahead of us! The car ride was horrible and I can say that I was NOT a graceful birther. My poor husband.
We finally got to the birth center around 11:45 and I raced upstairs to the bathroom thinking I needed to go to the bathroom. The midwife assured me I didn't actually have to but that it was baby coming. Between contractions I made my way to the birth pool. As soon as I got in I felt relief, partially from the water partially from knowing I was safe and where I needed to be. I labored in the pool and pushed as freely as I desired. (🙌 yay for midwives again) I was able to feel him descend and check myself as my waters were bulging. Soon my water broke and I started to feel his head. With the freedom to check myself and the progress I was making, I felt so connected to this birth. After working through a couple more contractions of feeling his head move lower and lower the “ring of fire” started. I roared his head out. I was NOT quiet this birth which was so different than with Charlie. I reached down and felt his little head of hair as I waited for the next contraction. What an amazing experience to be between worlds and be strong enough to be present during this time. Women are literally super heros. There was a long pause between his head and body being birthed. As we all waited for the next contraction the midwife was telling us he was just looking around in the pool waiting. At 1:53 Brooks Brandon was born in the water and made the sweetest cry soon after he was brought to my chest. It didn’t last long and he was content nursing. We took the time for skin to skin and to marvel over how beautiful he was. We left the birth center around 6pm to make it home so Charlie could meet him before bed. We settled in bed soon after for the first time as a family of 4. Exactly a year ago to the day, we were saying our last goodbyes to one of the most influential men in our lives funeraland a year later his name is carried on through his great nephew. Crazy what a year can do.💙🚜