To preface the story - Kyle was scheduled to teach an all day long seminar on the constitution Saturday January 16th. For awhile it seemed like I'd go early and it wouldn't be a problem. The closer to the date the more nervous we got. I spent the earlier part of the week doing what I could to get the baby here! Including taking down the Christmas decorations by myself, cleaning, walking & Kyle caught me vacuuming the stairs. He tried to post the video but it didn't work. :) Then when nothing happened, I was basically on bed rest Friday & Saturday.
Of course, as soon as the class was over... Saturday night I started waking up with contractions - Real ones. However, I knew I wasn't in 'active' labor. So Sunday morning I decided to go to church and hopefully keep things moving along. They went from 20 min apart to 10 to 15. There were those I had to breath through but I was doing fine. I came home and took a nap, again I would wake up but still not convinced it wouldn't stop. I started timing at 5 pm. They were 8 minutes apart until midnight. Then 5 min apart, my water started 'leaking' around 12:15. Last time it POPPED - and sounded just like that. This time I kept waiting for it to pop. I knew the water I lost wasn't nearly enough to be my water popping so I kept waiting. I stayed at 5 min until around 2:00 am. They started to move to 3, 2, 1. I was going to call my midwife but I wasn't convinced it was really close, and then it became hard enough that I wasn't thinking about calling her, just getting through. Kyle finally called her, she got to my house around 3:45. I was ready to push right after she got there. I probably pushed for about 15 minutes. Then the midwife literally had to catch her. It wasn't here is the head, now push out the body... it was ok I can see the head & then she was catching her. Basically I was exhausted & ready to be DONE. So I just did whatever I could to get the baby here! Needless to say, I ended up with some stitches. She was born at 4:06 am.
Here is the best part about doing it at home. Laylah was immediately handed to me. Anything that needed to be done right away could be done in my arms. We kept the cord attached until it had stopped pumping. Then I moved into a big comfortable chair, held my baby & tried to nurse her. After about an hour I really just wanted to go to bed. I handed her off to the midwife's assistant to be weighed & checked out. I was stitched up. Then I got changed and ... climbed into MY OWN BED! Ahhh, nothing like it. Of course the minute I did - what did I hear? Kalel crying for his Mommy. We brought him in to meet the new addition. We told him the baby sister came out. He said no, not yet. I told him yes she did, see Mommy's belly. (not too convincing right after birth...) He looked at me and then the baby and said. "Oh baby sister, I LOVE HER!" It was adorable. All in all everything went well. We are so blessed to be given this beautiful, healthy baby girl! We are all in love with her.






