So, after that, we decide to go out to eat. At around 8pm. during the course of dinner,the contractions got closer, and stronger. We were going to meet our little guy soon! We finished our meal,and seriously debated shopping...lol. We decided against it. Once we got home, those contractions really kicked in. We waited to call the midwife until midnight, partially because I wanted to be sure this was the real deal. So, we called, she said to get the birthing pool filled up, and she would be right over. Once the midwife got to our house everything was ready. Lights were dim, candles were burning, and the pool was filled up and in place in the middle of our dining room. I was in serious labor. Walking, or should I say swaying and rocking, around the house, I wanted to wait to get into the birthing pool. I had read that the longer you wait, the more effective at pain management the water would be. So, what I would say was around 1:30 am, give or take, I made my way into the pool. It took the pain away INSTANTLY! All I could feel was a great sense of pressure, and I mean serious pressure. We all sat around the pool in low light, waiting for something to happen, for this labor to progress...at some point I heard a "popping" sound. This was the bag of waters breaking, after this, things got going quickly and I was in another world...I would call it a trance like state, or something similar. At some point, my midwife told me to reach down, and feel if I could feel Merick's head coming down the birth canal. I did, and at that moment, it was all so real and I was all too ready. From here, I have to go on what my man has described to me as to what happened,because I was seriously on another plane of existence. I started making animalistic noises, and grunting and wailing like some wild woman. I got into a position where I was against the pool, looking at my man, and holding his hands. All I remember was bearing down and pushing. I felt his head emerge from me, and after a bit more pushing, Merick was born in the water at 3:14am May 16th 2012. "my baby, my baby" is all I could say. I turned around and scooped him up out of the water. He was PERFECT. He did not scream or cry loudly, just a few little whimpers...as I sat in the pool, his father and I lovingly gazed at him for what felt like hours.
Soon after we made our way to our bed, and cuddled and started to breastfeed. Our midwife and her assistant made breakfast and cleaned up after our birth. She checked our son while he nursed and lay in our arms. He got an agar score of 9! He was wide eyed and alert the entire time. We slept with Merick in our bed that morning, and enjoyed our little miracle. I am so happy to have him in our family, and in our lives. The home birth was an amazing experience, and I am blessed to have had such a great midwife to attend it. Welcome baby Merick, you are loved by many.
