So I'd like to share my birth story with my second baby girl. My birth plan was to have an all natural birth with no pain management. So on Monday 1/25/16 I had my 39 week appointment (I was 39w1d) so they called me to come in early if possible and to bring my hospital bag just incase. I did just that after getting my toddler up, dressed and fed. Thankfully my mother in law stayed with me over the weekend and that Monday during the first winter storm and she could take me to my appointment. We loaded up my toddler and bag and headed to my appointment. (11:30am)
My name is Marla Berry, and I just gave birth to my very first child on 12/24/15 (right on my due date); I couldn’t be more happy and grateful to have him here. I am 30 years old and this was mine and my husband Nic’s first pregnancy and son. I’ve been trained as an emergency room nurse. So I apologize if this story gets a little technical (or long… really this is a sort of journal entry for me so I can remember everything that happened).
9 days past my due date, I woke up at midnight to some mild abdominal cramping. After weeks of false labor though, I was reluctant to believe that this may lead to anything productive. In fact, I had almost resigned myself to the induced delivery which my midwife had already scheduled me for on the following Tuesday. I was ready to say goodbye to my dream of an unmedicated, birth-center birth. As the waves continued into the morning though, I became hesitantly hopeful. I hadn't slept all night.
Justin and I knew we always wanted a child; only one, and he always dreamed of a little girl. We had been together for 10 years, married for 2, bought a home, both had good jobs and of course the questions of when we were going to have kids was asked often. In our mind we were still young; unsure if we were financially stable enough for a child, but always knew we would someday.
I am 56 years old. I have three adult children. I am a grandmother. My birth stories span an eight year period between 1985 and 1993. During that time I became a birth educator and doula. Experiencing a childbirth class opened my eyes to the possibility of birth as inclusive, as a partnership, and as a journey between a woman, her body, spirit and the team caring for her. My experiences are varied and they all had a hand in creating the mama I became to my children, and in shaping the woman who holds strong beliefs about pregnancy, labor and birth.
I Am Mama.
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