Welcome to a new guest series! Exercise and a certain level of fitness helps to make pregnancy easier. As a lifelong dancer (hobby, not profession), I was always reasonably fit; but I danced for joy, not fitness, and fitness didn’t really preoccupy me much. During my pregnancy, walking helped to keep me mobile, and stretches helped me maintain the majority of my pre-pregnancy flexibility. But, once the SPD (symphysis pubis dysfunction) set in, even walking became a struggle.
This week, we have a story from Jo, over at Pickle & Poppet. She experienced a lovely water birth with her second child, and couldn’t have been happier with how it went. Over to you, Jo!
I remember when I fell pregnant the first time, I didn’t really think too much about the labour. Who would? I was so excited about being pregnant, I didn’t want to think about the end until I absolutely had to. This was not the case when I fell pregnant with my second – I started planning straight away. I had to.
Firstly, she was due on the bank holiday weekend. We live about a twenty-five minute drive from the hospital, but with bank holiday, traffic it can be A LOT longer, as it is the main route to the coast. Secondly, my first had been three days of contractions and back to back, and the only thing to help was water. Unfortunately, being overweight with him, I was not allowed to be in the pool.
At the first midwife appointment for our daughter, we were told that all was fine and I was allowed to have midwife-led care. The midwife explained to me that this meant that I was able to birth in the midwife unit rather than the delivery suit, and suggested that we go for a tour to have a look around.
It was amazing! There were birthing pools and low lights with fairy lights around. It couldn’t have been more different from the delivery suite if it tried.
My plans have always been “deliver the baby safely”, but you have a picture in your head of what you would like. I had decided that I would love to be able to use the pool for pain relief. I wasn’t sure how I felt about delivering in the water and said I would go with the flow.
This week, we meet Kelly, from and Jacob makes three. Kelly’s birth experience wasn’t anything like what she’d planned, but she maintains it was a positive experience nonetheless. I’m so glad she decided to share her story here.
I’m going to start this story with a disclaimer: There may be times when this birth story sounds anything but positive. I promise you, though, it was a good experience overall.
I was desperate to have a natural, non-medicated, as natural-as-possible birth. There were several reasons for that. Firstly, and most importantly, I am terrified of doctors, needles, surgery, hospitals … the list goes on. I was petrified of getting a serious birth injury if I needed an instrumental birth. I’d heard some horror stories and I didn’t know how I’d cope with recovering from surgery for a C-section or a severe cut/tear if an instrument was used. I’d read that epidurals made needing an assisted birth more likely, and my fear of that was greater than my fear of pain in labour. I don’t know how true that is, but it stuck in my head.
This week, we have Erin’s story. Erin blogs over at Merin and Co. – she and her husband, Michael, make up the Merin couple! The “Co.” includes their son, Heath, and their dog, Nala. This birth story is a bit of a saga, but I promise you, it’s an entertaining read! Thank you, Erin, for sharing your story here.
I read over on Ohh Hey Mama, Terri’s blog, that the internet is filled with far too many horror stories of birth and I totally agree. It’s either a horror story or an ethereal, out-of-body experience, where the lady simply breathes the baby out using the power of positive thought.
Neither of the above were true for me. I did not have a nightmare birth. I did not have the perfect birth. My son arrived healthy, noisily, and in a flash after 40 plus hours. To me, this can only be seen as positive.
This week, we have the first of two stories from Sumra, from Sweet Dreamer. Read her eloquently written story about her incredibly quick labour below!
It was just three days before my first baby shower party, and we were all elated with excitement, as well as under a bit of stress for the upcoming celebration. I confidently joined my mother-in-law and sister-in-law to go shopping for groceries. I strolled the aisles, huffing and puffing, obviously underestimating the size of the infamous Costco. My tight belly felt heavy and extremely low, but I knew these were just signs of entering the “full term realm” of this long pregnancy. I just began my 36th week of pregnancy, and had no idea that my journey had come to an unexpected end.
Kate suffers from depression and anxiety, as well as having experienced recurrent miscarriage. Despite this, she and her husband continue to have faith that another child will bless them, and join their family alongside their daughter Ivy. I’m so glad and humbled that Kate decided to share the story of Ivy’s birth in this series, despite her most recent struggles.
Hello, my name is Kate, The Muddled Mum. I suffer from depression and anxiety. My battles with mental illness started during a very difficult pregnancy with my daughter Ivy (a.k.a., Boo). Birth was the one part of pregnancy that I loved, and I feel very grateful that I had a positive experience, especially as I was induced. I am currently trying to conceive again. I hope that you enjoy my birth story!
My darling daughter was in as much of a rush to meet me as I was her. After a long, difficult pregnancy, I was booked in for induction at 37 weeks. And, despite my concerns, I loved my birth.
This week, Tammy (from Litolmae and Lolly) shares the story of her two births. Tammy is a mother to two girls who are ten years apart in age, due to secondary infertility (read her infertility story here). Read her lovely birth story below.
I had a very difficult first birth. Fast forward ten years to Baby Number Two, and my story is shorter and much less eventful. I was now 33, and had waited eight long years for this baby; and, thanks to a very good friend for going through her wonderful hypnobirthing course with me (at no charge, I might add – what a legend, thanks Kym!), I was prepared. Even if it meant going through the same shit as the first time. However, apart from a sharp intake of breath every time my blood pressure was taken, my pregnancy was a dream.
This week, we meet Julz (from The Red Head Diaries). This amazing woman has given birth five times, by Caesarean … I can’t even imagine five pregnancies, let alone five labours! Today, Julz is sharing the story of the birth of her fourth baby.
I’ve had a total of five babies. Five births; five C-sections. Although all the same type of delivery, they were each different. I am going to share Baby Number Four’s birth. Baby Number Four is a baby born after an infant death. Although she was grown and then born in fear, it was a wonderful delivery.
It wasn’t the easiest, I was hit with hyperemesis [gravidarum] (again); but, of course, it was an incredibly anxious time. We were very new into our bereavement, but also found we were pregnant again quite quickly; while grieving freely, it still left me feeling very anxious about the new baby.
This week, Liron (from Married Plus Three) shares the story of her third time giving birth. Liron is a mother of three little ones, ranging from 3 months to 6 years in age. The story of her third labour is short and sweet, but there’s sure a lot going on!
‘What happened? Did she throw up?’ My older one yells after opening the door and seeing spots all over the floor (asking about his sister).
‘No, I didn’t throw up! Mom peed in her pants!’ She yells back from the room.
I quickly get the bag for the hospital ready while my husband waits for me in the car downstairs, and grandma tries to calm the kids down. Third pregnancy and of course the water breaks when my husband is out with the older one and I am home with the younger one.
Bethanie blogs over at My MotherHood. She has two cute kiddies and a husband, and loves writing. Today, I’m sharing both her birth stories with you!
As it approaches my daughter’s first birthday, I have been reflecting on how I was feeling this time last year, as I prepared to give birth for the second time.
First time around everything was “textbook”, so I was a little apprehensive that I wouldn’t be so lucky again. But my late mother-in-law’s words still stayed with me: ‘Stay calm and active, and you will have an easier birth’. That wonderful lady, before she passed away, was a senior midwife at our local hospital. She knew what she was talking about and I have carried her wisdom ever since.
You see, our bodies are designed to grow, carry and give birth to small humans. So, in theory, it should be straightforward. But sometimes those little babies have different ideas, and that is when we start to hear all these “horror” stories of difficult births and bad experiences. Some people do have a tough time of it, but if we listen to those stories and go into our labour with a negative attitude, surely the whole experience will be a bad one. Instead, we should adopt a positive outlook. You have no control over what might happen (and that is the part most women don’t like), so you should just try to go with the flow and be accepting that things may not turn out like your birth plan intended.