Baby Wells Number 2: We had decided that we would like to have this baby at home. We spent a bit of time discussing the logistics with my midwife and she gave us the green light to have baby at home. When I went into labour on the due date, I was well and truly ready for baby to come. The labour started off slowly and quietly just before midnight. I felt a few small, what might have been contractions and I convinced myself to go to sleep. I woke up a few times in the night sensing that they were getting a bit stronger. Finally at around 5am, I decided to start timing them. I would fall asleep inbetween and wake up with the timer still running, etc. Finally after a good hour of trying to time them, they were roughly 10 minutes apart and moving towards 5 minutes. I woke Tim at 6:15 and told him that I was in labour and could he please call C (my midwife) C was called and I finally got up out of bed. I couldn't lie down anymore. I quickly put up my birth affirmation cards in our bedroom, threw down a blanket on the floor and camped out in the dark curtained drawn room listening to Kye Kye. I was in the zone... the quiet place of pain and purpose. Tim would wander in and out. I could hear J waking up and eating breakfast in the other room. I heard someone say C had arrived. She came in quietly to see me and to see how I was doing. She didn't say much as she could see I was concentrating on staying calm and was focused on relaxing in and between contractions. She checked bubs heart rate and let me know that she thinks baby was quite low and wouldn't be much longer. Meanwhile Tim, Mum and J focused on filling up the pool and putting up some blinds in the lounge. J thought the pool was a good idea and wondered if she could get in. C snuck off to give them a hand. What felt like very soon after, C came in to say the pool was ready. I said, "I wasn't." "I feel like labour is progressing well and I don't want it to slow down." She said, "I don't think it will and I think you should get in." I conceded and inbetween contractions, I crawled my way down the hall and into the warm pool. Instantly I felt my body relax. I could even smile and joke in between contractions. I could move and settle into new positions quite easily. I could feel the head and knew it would be here soon. For a very brief moment I declared, "I don't think it will come out!" But then, I knew it was time, I pushed and she was there. My little warm, slippery baby. J gazed in wander as Tim held my hands. I uncontrollably sobbed happy tears of relief and joy. I joyfully declared, "It's a girl!" Our sweet baby girl. J sensing my tiredness and relief, came over and cuddled me close. My long awaited little one was finally in my arms. We were all so grateful. Thanking the Lord in our hearts for her safe delivery. I carefully and not so gracefully climbed out of the pool and birthed the placenta and Tim cut the cord. We were in awe of our little, swollen baby. We were really too busy cuddling our new addition to care what we named her. Grammie had just arrived the afternoon before. less than 24 hours before baby was born. She was at the birth of J, so it was special to have her here as well. J was in awe of her little baby sister. She just wanted to gaze at her. We too, could not take our eyes off of her.We too, could not take our eyes off of her. After an hour or so, our midwife, did the baby checks. She proudly announced that baby was 8lbs 14ounces - over 4 kgs. I had done well to carry and birth a baby that size and I was definitely feeling proud. This photo was taken later of J, the self declared, "back-up" midwife of C. Here she is our sweet
E Wells 8lbs 14 ounces 54 cm long Born at home.
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