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This is going to be long - copied and pasted from an e-mail to my hypnobirth instructor.
It’s hard to believe that our little girl has been here for almost a week now! Right now she is cuddled up to me in her Sleepy Wrap as I type out the amazing story that is her entrance into the world. Please note that I had no concept of time during this process, so all times are those that were told to me afterwards.
Early in my pregnancy, I was told that our baby had a two-vessel cord, and though it wasn’t anything to be too concerned about, that she was likely to be early and small. As our “guess date” of August 26th approached, Thomas and I prepared for an early birth – and absolutely nothing seemed to be happening.
In the week leading up to her guess date, I spent a lot of time listening to my Rainbow Relaxation CD, as well as to an mp3 track from Hypnobabies called Baby – Come OUT! Three times a day I relaxed in bed, hoping that my surges would start soon, but trying not to stress out about it. It was very tough to wait patiently, especially when we were so prepared for things to start early.
On the morning of August 29th, I had a nice long bath and had a chat with our baby, telling her about all of her family members and how excited they were that she would be here soon, and letting her know that Thomas was finally on holidays, and that we were ready to meet her as soon as she was ready. My parents came down from Moose Jaw that afternoon and we went shopping at Costco and Wal-Mart – more walking than I had done in weeks. We told them that we would let them know once we were checked into a room in Labour and Birth, so that they could get ready to come meet the baby once she was born. After a supper of pizza, they headed home, and I went to bed.
I woke up at 1:00 am with an upset stomach, feeling like I really had to go to the bathroom, but once I got there – nothing. This happened a few more times, so I finally decided that I would have a bath in hopes that my stomach would settle. It wasn’t until about 2:30 that I realized that my stomach cramps were coming and going in a regular pattern. I hopped out of the tub, grabbed a clock and headed back. My surges were ten minutes apart, and not terribly uncomfortable, so I felt that if I woke Thomas up, the surges would stop, and not wanting to “jinx” anything, I decided to hang out in the tub.
By 5:30, I decided that today was probably the day that we would get to meet our baby. The surges were still coming fairly regularly (8-9 minutes apart), so I woke Thomas up and we had a bit of a snuggle in bed before having a shower, breakfast and letting our doula (Erin) know that today was the day – although we didn’t need her to come quite yet.
to be continued...
It’s hard to believe that our little girl has been here for almost a week now! Right now she is cuddled up to me in her Sleepy Wrap as I type out the amazing story that is her entrance into the world. Please note that I had no concept of time during this process, so all times are those that were told to me afterwards.
Early in my pregnancy, I was told that our baby had a two-vessel cord, and though it wasn’t anything to be too concerned about, that she was likely to be early and small. As our “guess date” of August 26th approached, Thomas and I prepared for an early birth – and absolutely nothing seemed to be happening.
In the week leading up to her guess date, I spent a lot of time listening to my Rainbow Relaxation CD, as well as to an mp3 track from Hypnobabies called Baby – Come OUT! Three times a day I relaxed in bed, hoping that my surges would start soon, but trying not to stress out about it. It was very tough to wait patiently, especially when we were so prepared for things to start early.
On the morning of August 29th, I had a nice long bath and had a chat with our baby, telling her about all of her family members and how excited they were that she would be here soon, and letting her know that Thomas was finally on holidays, and that we were ready to meet her as soon as she was ready. My parents came down from Moose Jaw that afternoon and we went shopping at Costco and Wal-Mart – more walking than I had done in weeks. We told them that we would let them know once we were checked into a room in Labour and Birth, so that they could get ready to come meet the baby once she was born. After a supper of pizza, they headed home, and I went to bed.
I woke up at 1:00 am with an upset stomach, feeling like I really had to go to the bathroom, but once I got there – nothing. This happened a few more times, so I finally decided that I would have a bath in hopes that my stomach would settle. It wasn’t until about 2:30 that I realized that my stomach cramps were coming and going in a regular pattern. I hopped out of the tub, grabbed a clock and headed back. My surges were ten minutes apart, and not terribly uncomfortable, so I felt that if I woke Thomas up, the surges would stop, and not wanting to “jinx” anything, I decided to hang out in the tub.
By 5:30, I decided that today was probably the day that we would get to meet our baby. The surges were still coming fairly regularly (8-9 minutes apart), so I woke Thomas up and we had a bit of a snuggle in bed before having a shower, breakfast and letting our doula (Erin) know that today was the day – although we didn’t need her to come quite yet.
to be continued...
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