The story actually starts on Christmas day (of course). I was a bit tired, owing to our elder son, Arthur waking at 5 am full of excitement. We'd finished stockings and presents and were starting on breakfast before it was light.
We had had a couple of false alarms; the most recent on the Sunday before with 6 hours of contractions 5 minutes apart that ultimately just stopped.
I had been having Braxton Hicks contractions off and on from about dinnertime on May 15th, 2003. I started to feel them more as the night went on. At about 1 am on May 16th, they started to hurt.
We had our baby on September 8th. Events are as follows, pay attention because it went kinda fast. I wake up feeling pressure waves. Go to the bathroom and lay in bed for 20-30 minutes more to make sure they are not just feelings of having a big belly.
We had our baby last Sunday, Sept. 14 on my birthday! It's another boy. That makes three boys for us. Our hypnosis worked beautifully for us. I had headphones on listening to my Birth Guide CD while John rushed around trying to fill the birth pool.
Much to my surprise, my waters broke at 6:00 am, approximately 12 days before my son's "official" expected date of arrival. There was water, but not much else in the way of birthing waves for most of that day.
For some time now I have been meaning to write down the details of Catherine's birth. Well, here we go: In August, Andrew and I learned that we were going to have a baby. This was slightly earlier than we had anticipated, but this did nothing to dampen our enthusiasm. Our due date was April 29th, which was coming at us fast and furious.
The Birth Story
Editor's Note: Here is the long awaited final entry! Oops! Did you not read the rest of her journal from the beginning? No worry, at the end of this entry is a pull down menu and you can read all of the entries in order, or not. Enjoy!
Thanks so much for reading my birth story! I'm going to start documenting my postpartum recovery and new mommyhood adventures in the baby journals section! Thank you all so much for sticking with me through this journey -- it's been an AMAZING 9 months!
This last month has been a total whirlwind. I'm finally able to sit here and recall the last moments of a beautiful, albeit hard journey in my life and to write them down, to remember forever what it was like the last weeks I was pregnant with my precious twin daughters.