My little bruiser is officially out as long as he was in!
My pregnancy with Cameron was a very rocky one. I was faced with a threatened miscarriage. I had many bleeding episodes in my first 16 weeks. At 20 weeks, I was placed on modified bed rest as result of a complete placenta previa. At 32 weeks, I took a tumble down the stairs while holding Cadence. This fall landed me in the hospital for fetal monitoring. It kicked started contractions that lasted through the remainder of my pregnancy. The midwives had me prepared to go into labour at any given time. They thought for sure that he would be early. The little bugger held in there until 40 weeks, 3 days. He was well worth the wait!
I still remember my third day of “overdueness” like it was just yesterday. I felt huge. While I loved being pregnant, I was reaching the point of being over it. I just wanted my baby boy in my arms. I had been feeling fine. I had no indication that I was in labour or going into labour. Ok I lied… I did have a cold… so I wasn’t necessarily feeling fine.
Around 8PM on February 13, the midwife clerk called me. She was in the area. She knew I was overdue and wanted to check on me. I told her that Cameron felt really low and that I was having trouble walking. She stopped by my house with the head midwife and they checked me. I was 3cm, but they swept me to 5. The midwives proceeded to set up my house, fairly sure that I’d be having a baby that night.
At 8:30PM they checked me again. I was 8cm. I was starting to feel the emotions. I was transitioning to active labour. I had a very hard time finding my zen and pushing through. I was so afraid of dying or losing my daughter. My Mother-in-Law was going to take Cadence back to her house, but the midwives asked that she remain at home where I knew she would be safe. The midwives had desperately wanted to break my bag of waters. They knew the moment they did that Cameron would be out, but I was scared and wouldn’t let them.
Around 10:30PM the midwives moved me from the tub to my bed. My labour was stalling and they needed things to progress. They just never anticipated how fast they would. Upon lying on my bed I started having surges to push. The midwives were screaming at me to resist, but I couldn’t. It was a very dangerous situation. My cervix was still posterior and my bag of waters in tact. The midwives acted fast breaking my water and within minutes Cameron was born at 10:42PM. Arm delivered first, head and the remainder of his body.
I’ll never forget the moment. I’ll never forget our emotional hello as he was placed upon my chest. I’ll never forget inspecting his perfect little body and feeling his warmth. It was instant love.