Two Years Ago Today: A Homebirth Story

“Birth matters. It brings us into being, on many levels.”   – Ananda Lowe

happy birthday, 2 year old, toddler
It was two years ago today that we welcomed our youngest member of the family into the world. Little One was my homebirthed, Mother’s Day baby. I had tried for a homebirth with Big Brother, but after being in labor for nearly 5 days, the pain and exhaustion got the better of me and I had to be transferred to the hospital. But with Little One, it was a different story. By the time he joined us, I had been in labor for nearly 24 hours, which compared to Big Brother’s labor, that felt quick. So many moments of that birth were memorable. I remember before going into labor I was worried about who would take care of Big Brother while I was in labor. My body knew I needed his care to be settled before labor could begin because as soon as my mother-in-law came into town, labor began around midnight, just thirty minutes after she arrived. After what we went through with my first delivery, I did not know how long we were in for so I decided not to wake anyone for most of the night that I was in labor so that everyone could get their rest. During that night, I remember lying in bed, in the dark with each contraction/surge thinking to myself over and over: You can do this. You can have this baby safe and happily at home. My midwife arrived in the morning. She was such a mama bear and took care of me all day long. Even Big Brother, was supporting and encouraging me throughout the day. I nearly fainted from the pain multiple times (he was not a small baby!), but in the end I felt empowered and strong. I did what my body was made to do and it was incredible. Big Brother had stepped out of the room during the final pushes because I needed to focus (and had been pushing for a little over an hour), but just seconds after his brother was born, he was right by my side, greeting Little One. I loved giving birth being in the comfort of my own home, surrounded by all the people, sights, and sounds that make me feel safe and cozy. And after the hard work was done, I was already in my bed and the new babe and I just cuddled up and bonded. It was blissful.

And now two years later, this snuggle machine still melts my heart every time he climbs in my lap and says. “Mama, you know what? I wuz you. I wuz you so much.” Swoon. Happy Birthday, my Little One. xo

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