• Jemma

Celeste's birth story

I’m going to caveat this story with a reminder that this is my body’s third birth. I’ve had two complication free water births before and this story very unlikely for a first birth.

With all of my babies I have woken up and just knew they were going to come that day. This time I was 41+1 going by the scan dates, I was 40+2 going by when I knew she was conceived… and I just felt that morning that it would be the day I’d been waiting for. Both other babies were early at 39 weeks and this one had been carrying so low through out the pregnancy even the midwife had convinced me baby would be early. I’d also had evenings of on and off cramping for weeks, which is very typical of a third baby. Doing it all step by step when you have the time without the other children to mother.

After a typical morning in our loud household my eldest was taken off for a play date and I pushed for my husband to come for a wet walk in bushy park where Rory (3yrs) could jump off some energy in the puddles. In reality I wanted to go for a good stomp to encourage this baby to make her move. Through out the walk I had some cramping but nothing to even mention to hubby. A couple of more uncomfortable moments on the drive home from the park but again nothing to even pay attention to yet. All afternoon I was willing it to kick off but nothing happened. So that evening I had a nice long bath before bed and the baby was going crazy inside. Which I remembered my eldest doing before labour started with her too. I went to bed that night hopeful I wouldn’t be sleeping until morning. But then again I’d been going to bed willing to be woken in the night for weeks.

This was finally the night it happened though. At 2am I woke with a strong surge and thought to myself this is it. I lay in bed for a while and then decided to visit the bathroom. On my way back to bed my daughter called out, she’d woken and wanted a cuddle. I gave her a quick one and a big kiss and then headed back to bed. Sadly she didn’t settle so I kicked hubby and in he went to comfort her. I breathed through my surges and decided to put on an audio book to distract me. I also dosed my pillow with lavender spray and pulled cushions up so that I could rest on my knees/all fours propped up with my head & bump supported.

I then went for a pee again and realised these were getting stronger. So once back in the bedroom I got my crop top Out of the wash and put it on as I felt I’d be getting into the pool sooner rather than later and best to be prepared. After a couple of strong surges I had to humm and sway through I shouted for my husband to come in. When he did I asked him to call our doula Laura, he worried it was too early but I was adamant he call not text her ASAP. I also asked him to call my stepmum Who we’d planned would listen for the kids, but we actually needed her sooner as Everley was awake and I doubted she’d easily go back to sleep.

At this point I’d moved back round to my side of the bedroom and was leaning over the bed, rocking, breathing and humming through each surge. I then had a couple really strong ones and shouted for Hubby to come quickly. I asked him to hold me through one of them that seemed to last forever. He placed a hand on my back (not helpful) and I took His arms and positioned them around and lifting my bump as I lent back into him. I then told him it was time to call the midwife. I put my headphones back In with the audiobook but hated the noise of it so ripped them out. At this moment I doubted I’d make it through the labour, I couldn’t believe how much I was struggling and that every wave felt stronger than the last. I also panicked that it was moving and building so fast. I had a word with myself that I’d done this twice before, and to focus on my baby and body working together. Which I did. In hindsight I was probably going through transition at this point , but couldn’t believe it was it was about 90 mins if that, since my first contraction.

I then put on some Hypnobirthing tracks to try and refocus myself. I had a very strong surge and got down on all fours then pop. My waters went. I shouted to hubby it had happened and he ran in saying he knew because he heard the pop and gush from the hall and what should he do. I asked him to get some towels and we put them down where I was on the bedroom floor. I had a little rest and felt excited I was going to meet my baby soon. Both others came straight after my waters broke so I just knew baby would be in my arms imminently. I then felt the urge to have a poo, I shared this with him and bless he tried to help me up to go to the bathroom. I said no i couldn’t move as it means the baby is coming. The next thing I knew I felt the urge to push. I still had my underwear on at this point and it ran through my head, should I take them Off because of the baby, or if I leave them on as they will catch the poop - haha!