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Birthday pt 3

June 27
We drove down to Costco (hr away) for a big shop, knowing and planning for the birth to be the next day sometime.😋. It was rainy all day on and off and super hot.  My dear friend Esther, who was my person for Gideon during the birth was on a quick road trip that day and I told her we needed to go walk when she got back that evening.  Around 5:30pm we drove up the road to Cabelas and walked the stairs and lapped the store for about an hour and a half.  When we left, I was feeling a little discouraged and doubtful, since my body just didn't feel any closer to birth.  I came home and spent the rest of the evening outside with Gideon running around catching fireflies.  I gave him a bath, we read some books, prayed together and we went to bed around 10.  Marc came a little later.



BIRTHING TIME
(Be prepared for TMI)
Still June 27...
11:42pm I felt a small gush of water like 2-3 minutes after I had just used the restroom.  I told Marc I thought my water might have broken.  I wasn't sure, since I hadn't experienced it before with my first birth.  He immediately sat up and asked if he needed to call Robin.  I had made a list of what to do when things got started, so he knew that was somewhere near the top.  I told him not to yet, as I hadn't had any contractions and I just wasn't sure.  I went back to the bathroom to make sure that if it was my water, that it was clear.  It was.  I ended up walking to the other bathroom, unsure of what to do and not wanting to make too big of a mess😄. Within 10 minutes I had about 3 contractions and started having diarrhea.  I texted Robin and told her I thought my water had broken.  She called and asked how I felt and I told her I had started having contractions and diarrhea and that it felt real but that I was ok.  She was just leaving a birth 30 minutes away and would send her daughter if I felt I needed her before that.  I told her not to worry and I would call if things changed. She called me again because I "butt dialed" her and asked if I was feeling pushy, I wasn't.  Around midnight I called my friend Esther to come over and just lay with Gideon in case he woke up, and she said she was on her way (lives only 2 min away).  Right after that I started feeling my body bear down.  I went back to our bathroom and called Robin to tell her I was pushing, she said she would be here soon and just to breathe short breaths.
Things just got super intense from there, but bearable. (I have to say, I am proud of my body and the self control I gained in comparison to Gideon's birth).  With him I just lost control completely.  My poor husband and neighbors😆.  This time around I was able to control my body with my breathing a little more and it helped tremendously.

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