Heaven's Birth Story

My third birth story is quite different from the births of my first two children. With my first two, I was induced and in the worst pain imaginable.

With this birth, everything was simple and almost pain-free. I began having contractions on Wednesday, and on Thursday I went to see my doctor, who told me I was dilated to four centimeters and in active labor. She asked me, “So, when do you want to come in to have this baby?” My only thought was that I wanted to come in when the pain became unbearable, but I told her I would come in about two-and-a-half hours later. The last thing she said to me before I left to go home was, “Don’t wait till the last minute; give me time to get there!” Around 5 PM I packed my bags, which I forgot to take to the hospital anyway. I was still having contractions but they weren’t very painful. I went into the bathroom with my MP3 player and listened to gospel music for about an hour and a half. I danced through some contractions that were still not painful. It wasn't until I came out of the bathroom and removed my earplugs that the pain started to come. My husband asked if I was ready to go. My answer was no because I still needed to take a shower.

After I took my shower and got dressed the contractions were one-to-two minutes apart. My husband asked, “Now are you ready to go?” At first I was like, “No,” but five minutes later we rushed out to the car making our way to the hospital.

When we got to the hospital we went to the emergency room to register and sign in which took 40 minutes. We signed paper after paper and I thought the paper signing would never end! Finally, I got into my room and the nurse told me to change and that she needed a urine sample. I honestly thought I had enough time to pee in the cup and put on the gown. That was not the case.

Once finished with the urine sample, I had another contraction and the water broke. I yelled and screamed. Now I was in pain, for now the baby was literally coming out, and I was still in the bathroom. My sister helped me to the bed while my husband ran and got the nurse. By the time I was in bed, my nurse and husband were on each side of me, telling me to calm down and stop screaming. I had one more contraction and the baby fell out of me, and onto the bed. At 8:35 PM I gave birth to a beautiful seven-pound, one-ounce baby girl, named Heaven. All before the doctor made it into the room!