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Roderick’s Birth Story

The weeks leading up to Roderick’s birth were practically torturous for me. I loved being pregnant but I had had enough! I had prepared for a natural birth and was dreading a situation where I might get the “induction” talk at the doctor’s. It seemed at every birthing class or birth talk we attended, the instructor would always ask “what scares you the most about giving birth”. But I was truly not afraid of birth. Pain and endurance were all things that I knew I would face, but I felt that my body would know what to do. My fear was what to do once the baby was here.

We were coming up on a week past our due date and I was getting nervous because my husband had a performance out of town coming up quickly and I really didn’t want to give birth without my partner by my side. I had been having false labor symptoms for several days but they had not yet brought the desired results!

My mom had come to stay with us so that if Roderick did decide to come while Ranaan was out of town I wouldn’t be alone. We spent the days between my due date and my husband’s return anxiously walking the mall, both eagerly anticipating the arrival and hoping that he would hold off until Ranaan returned! The night before Ranaan returned something felt different but I was so used to the false labor symptoms that I ignored it. Not to mention there was no way I was going into labor without my husband if I had anything to say about it!

It was a Friday and Ranaan was scheduled to arrive at the airport around 2:00pm. My mom and I drove together to the airport and then dropped Ranaan off at home while we went to the mall for another walk. This time something was definitely different. I was having to stop much more frequently and just felt like I had butterflies but I was sure this wasn’t it either and was coming to terms with just being pregnant forever. While walking I was craving a hearty dinner, so we went to the store to get steak and potatoes. At this point the contractions were getting really close together but I was still ignoring them.

We got home and made dinner pretending like nothing was happening. I ate my steak dinner on a yoga ball because I was having a very hard time getting comfortable. About halfway through dinner I excused myself and headed to our bathtub to help with the contractions. After about 3 hours we decided to call our doula and figure out what our course of action was going to be. She asked if we wanted to go to the hospital at least to get checked, but I was reluctant because I was sure we would get there and have to turn around being only 1.5cm dilated like I had been for weeks prior.

As we are driving down Route 73 and hitting pot hole after pothole, I said to Ranaan that I really wish we were driving behind a road paver. He took this as a philosophical statement; like we were paving the road for our baby boy who we were soon going to meet, but I meant literally. Every single pot hole we hit made me so unbelievably uncomfortable that I wished we were driving behind an asphalt truck.

When we arrived at the hospital, we were taken back to the triage room and the nursing staff started asking all sorts of questions. Finally, they checked my progress and found I was 8.5cm dilated. To say I was relieved was an understatement but I still had a lot of work ahead of me. I was admitted at 11:00pm and we didn’t get to meet our little guy until 5:00am the next morning.

I spent the majority of my time in the tub to work through contractions. It was around 4:00am and I got out of the tub for a check. I was still 9.5cm, I was exhausted and my water still hadn’t broke. The doctor asked if I was ready to have the baby and at this point I was so ready to be done. The doctor broke my water and then it was on to pushing! I was so exhausted but our little guy finally made his debut. Every birth is beautiful because it brings in a new life. I didn’t really have a clear picture of exactly what I expected out of the birth experience, but this could not have been more perfect for us. Roderick arrived healthy at 9 pounds 1 ounce and 21 inches long.

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