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My Third Son’s Birth Story (My Breech Baby)

Photo credit: J. Lynn Photography

I had my last doctor’s appointment on December 27, 2016.

Keep in mind, this stinker has been flipping back and forth between head down and breech. I had been doing Forward Leaning Inversions, Breech Tilts, a version of the yoga pose, “Downward Dog”, and spending a lot of time on the floor on all fours. I had asked my doctor 2 weeks prior to this appointment what I could do, and these suggestions came up when she recommended the website, Spinning Babies.

We had a sonogram done before our appointment… and that little stinker had turned head down! All the tilts and inversions I had done had paid off!

We went back for our appointment and my doctor asked if we wanted to have an induction done tomorrow. My husband and I both jumped on that idea. Turns out she was joking at first, but our little guy was making her “nervous” and she was worried that he would flip back to breech if we didn’t give him an eviction notice right away.

So, the nurse called the hospital we requested to deliver at… but the earliest induction slot they had was Friday. We had her call the other hospital in town, and they were able to offer us a 12:00 AM induction that night. Midnight it was!

We ran a few last minute errands and made arrangements for our older boys to stay with family. Our boys spent the rest of the day with us.

When bedtime came, we took them to grandma’s house and helped get them settled. They were excited to get to spend the night with grandma :).

Joel and I went home after that and tried to get some sleep. I slept a little bit, Joel did not.

We arrived at the Emergency Room (where we were supposed to check in) around midnight and waited for someone from Labor and Delivery to come get us. My mom followed us to the hospital and joined us there.

A nurse came for us after about fifteen minutes. I got to take a ride in a wheel chair! She showed us to our room and let me get changed. A different nurse came in and introduced herself. She would be my nurse until around 7:00 AM. She got my IV’s and fetal monitor hooked up, went over paperwork with me, and then told me to get super comfy and get some rest.

Baby and I were to be monitored four an hour or so and then Oxytocin was given to me via my IV to get labor started. The nurse came in to take my vitals and check on me every 1/2 hour-hour and to increase the Oxytocin. I rested somewhat comfortably. Joel rested on the couch that folded down into a bed.

My doctor stopped in at around 7:15 AM to check my cervix and break my water.

That got things moving quickly!

That also made things a little more painful… LOL!

I asked for some medication to take the edge of the contractions and the nurse happily gave some to me through my IV. I was flying pretty high after receiving that medication. I also was able to get some quality sleep too.

I was supposed to be switching from laying on my left side to my right side, but little man decided that he didn’t like me laying on my left side. His heart rate dropped when I laid on my left side.

My medicine wore off and I was ready for my epidural. I requested it and, of course, had to wait for it. Meanwhile, I was given a “peanut” to put between my knees to help me dilate faster… and it worked. I went from 3 cm dilated to 7 cm in forty-five minutes.

I finally got my epidural! This time I didn’t receive any narcotic with it. I still felt pressure, but no pain with each contraction. This was because of how fast I was dilating. It was uncomfortable, but nice to know when to push. I was able to dilate almost completely without any more help.

I was instructed to push to try to help along the last bit of dilation. It worked! My doctor was called and she said it would be fifteen minutes before she could get there.

So, I had to breathe through some contractions so I wouldn’t push. That was exhausting. At one point, I thought that my nurse would be delivering our baby because he started crowning before my doctor got there.

My doctor arrived and had to struggle to get her other glove on as she told me to push. I pushed one time and little man did the rest. He pushed himself out with the next contraction.

I made a point to tell my doctor, “I’m not pushing, it’s all him!”.

He was immediately was wiped off quickly and put on my chest for skin to skin contact for that first “Golden Hour”. I loved it. He wasn’t whisked away to be weighed and measured. He was given to me right away, as it should be! Now, if there had been a problem, I would understand if he had to be whisked away, but there wasn’t, so this was one happy mama!

He caught on to nursing right away, he didn’t really cry. He actually was awake for part of the time he was on my chest. What an experience!

I truly believe that the reason he nurses so well is because of that first hour of his life that we got that bonding time.

Around 2:00 pm the nurses all came in and helped me get up for the first time, get the bed changed and cleaned up, weighed and measured little man, and gave him a bath. He weighed in at 7 pounds 14 ounces and was 21 inches long- the biggest of the three!

We were able to go home the next day because we didn’t have any complications. We were ready to back in our own beds and to get started adjusting to being a family of 5 instead of a family of 4!

This birth experience was so much better than I could have hoped for! I had great nurses and they helped to make this birth such a great experience!

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Hurry Up and Wait

Well, friends, I am 37 weeks pregnant.

My. Patience. Is. Gone.


For real, though, I am so ready to meet our new little guy and upgrade our family of four to a family of five!

Our older boys are also anxious and excited. They keep asking when baby brother is coming.

I now attend doctor appointments every week.

Last week, we were disappointed to find out that there was nothing happening with my cervix.

We also go the news that our baby is still sitting breech and has been since about 28 weeks.

This brought on a whole lot of unnecessary worry and anxiety for me, but it happened, nonetheless.

My other two boys, if you recall, were both natural deliveries, no c-section needed.

This baby is proving to have his own agenda and I’m not sure that I’m totally OK with that.

I had been having Braxton Hicks contractions, but they have stopped. I was really hoping to at least be dilating at this point in the game, but that hasn’t seem to be happening.

Just been a rough week.

My doctor referred me to a website called Spinning Babies.

They have some pretty tried and true techniques to get a breech baby to flip head down.

I have been spending a lot of time on my head (literally) this last week.

I keep getting told I have time still and to not worry.

Honestly, this is the worst thing you can tell me… the baby is NOT getting any smaller, nor is he gaining anymore room.

It already hurts when he decides to move around during his awake cycles, I CANNOT even imagine how much it will hurt if he gets the chance to turn himself around.

Having a c-section is scary, new territory for me. Normally, I can deal with the idea of surgery, but I just don’t want to cross this bridge. I have two other busy boys to tend to.

I don’t have anyone that can AFFORD to take time off of work to help me those first couple of weeks after baby comes.

Prayer and hope is what has kept me going this last week.

I am frustrated.

I am stubborn.

I refuse to settle for a c-section.

God knows what he’s doing and soon, I will too.

Matthew 6:25-34 (NIV)

25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life[a]?

28 “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? 31 So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

When Your Child Breaks Your Heart

My 6-year-old broke my heart last night when I was preparing to read their nightly Bible story.

I have been in a lot of pain this past week from baby adjusting and moving down inside me preparing to make his grand entrance into the world.

Therefore, I have been distant and preoccupied with trying to get things done around my house so my husband and I are not scrambling and stressing later.

As I sat on the edge of my 3-year-old’s bed (they share a room and have bunk beds), I spoke to my boys about how I’ve been feeling and trying to help them mentally prepare for the new baby as well.

They each sat on either side of me. My youngest (for a little longer) just sat and listened.

My oldest and I talked about how things would be complicated at first and we would all have to make new adjustments.

He voiced his concern about about changing from a family of four to a family of five, “I want there to be four of us still”.

Me too, but only because I am 36 weeks along in this pregnancy and want this little guy to make it full term before joining us on the outside.

But, I settled for telling my 6-year-old that when the baby is ready to come, there is really no stopping him now.

And then he said these words…

“But then you’ll spend more time with him than us”.


That stopped me in my tracks.

I tried to rack my brain and come up with a spectacular answer for him… but came up empty-handed.

I took a deep breath and replied, “Yes, but no”.

I tried to explain to my first born that me spending time with the new baby was important when it came to feeding and caring for him.

I reassured him that I love him and I will still love him when the new baby comes.

Fighting back tears, I read my boys their Bible story, said their prayers with them, tucked them in, and quickly retreated back to the living room.

I recounted the conversation that just transpired to my husband, who pulled me to his lap and just let me sit and process the conversation.

He reassured me that it’ll work out and we all will have some adjusting to do.

Nothing else has been said from either of the boys, but it still bothers me that this is a real possibility.

I have made a mental note to keep myself in check when the new baby does arrive and make it a point to spend some extra quality time with each of my older boys.

I have challenged myself to stay accountable and give each of my boys the time and attention they need from me.

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20 Things I am Thankful for This Year

20 Things I am Thankful for This Year

  1. A loving God who provides for my every day needs
  2. A loving husband who is my best friend
  3. My 2 boys who love and amaze me every single say
  4. The baby boy growing inside me (see you very soon, Buddy!)
  5. My mom who is my best friend.
  6. My friends who fill my life with love laughter
  7. Church family who continues to bless our family
  8. My extended family
  9. My in-laws
  10. My network of blogging friends
  11. Law enforcement, our military, and other public figures that fight to protect our rights every single day
  12. My college experiences that I truly believe helped prepare me to be a mom
  13. My experience in working at a day care that also helped prepare me for motherhood
  14. Our dogs
  15. Our cat
  16. Nature and the great outdoors that God created
  17. Technology, but only because it helps me keep in contact with family
  18. Electricity, because face it, we are spoiled today and I like to cook
  19. USANA, my favorite health and wellness company that protect my family from serious illnesses every year
  20. Grocery stores, because, again, modern conveniences make life somewhat more simple.

Top Items for Your Baby’s Feeding Basket

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***This post is targeted to those who choose to breastfeed. I am pro formula or breastfeeding. You do what you think is best for your baby :)***

What’s a feeding basket?

A basket, box, or container that holds all the essentials for feeding you baby whether it be for breastfeeding or formula feeding.

Now, before you judge, let me explain my experience and struggles.

I never setup a feeding basket… in fact, I had not even heard of one until I stumbled across it on Pinterest looking for storage ideas for this baby.

My oldest, who is now six, was formula fed. We were living with my mother-in-law and had one bedroom that was our only private space. My husband, me, and our newborn were expected to share that room because we couldn’t afford to pay rent anywhere else.

So, I used a set of drawers made out of plastic to store his clothes and left bottles and the formula can sitting out on our desk. I would fill up a pitcher with water to use during the night for night feedings and mix and serve the bottles at room temperature.

Not ideal, but it worked for our situation.

We had an organizer that hung on the side of the pack-n-play. This is where the diapers, cream, and powder were stored and easily accessible.

We finally moved a couple of years later after bouncing between my mother-in-law’s house and my husband’s grandmother’s house.

My current youngest (soon to be middle child) was breastfed. I still didn’t have a feeding basket. I had things “centrally located”, but no basket designated for feedings.

I also didn’t spend a lot of time at home. I retreated to my mom’s house those first few weeks so that my oldest would have someone to entertain him while I was nursing his brother.

I had a hard time adjusting to being a mom of one to a mom of two. I can only imagine what adding one more into the mix will be like.

Regardless, we adjusted and both of my kids are best friends and play so well together. They understand when it’s time to do school and when it’s time to play or rest. I am blessed and can only pray that those blessings carry through our adjustment to adding another child to our family.

When I stumbled across the idea of a feeding basket, it really seemed like a no-brainer. I already have a box on our end table by my spot on the couch that I use to store the following:

  • current book I am reading
  • my laptop
  • pens, pencils, and other writing utensils
  • my journal that I use for my Bible daily devotions
  • a spiral notebook
  • my blog planner

I love it! It’s been the best decision to organize my end table so I can actually find things and pull them out when I need it.

So, why not make feeding time just as easy and accessible?

I plan to have these items accessible in a box or basket on my end table:

  • nursing cover or blanket
  • baby blanket or swaddler
  • extra outfit
  • burp cloths
  • a few diapers
  • pack of wipes
  • extra pacifier (if this baby takes one)
  • nipple cream
  • breast pump
  • nursing pads
  • snacks for mamma
  • Water for mamma to stay hydrated

Seems like a lot to fit in one basket or box, right?

Right. It is, but here’s my thoughts…

My box I have set aside for baby’s feeding box looks like this:

Keeping the lack in space in mind, I would simplify my list to the essentials:

  • nursing cover or blanket (just in case guests drop by)
  • burp cloths
  • extra pacifier
  • nursing pads
  • snacks
  • water

We have the pack-n-play set up here in our living room anyway. Diapers, wipes, and anything for diaper changing will be accessible right across the room.

My older kids could always help me out by grabbing anything extra that I needed, but I don’t want them to become my crutch and have to depend on them for every little thing that I forget.

If you had a big enough end table to have a bigger box or basket, you could probably fit everything I listed, but you may wanna stick with the essentials and tweak it to make it work for you.

Hospital Packing List for Birth #3

It’s getting closer to time for baby to be born, and I have officially packed my hospital bag.

I was thinking about things that I packed for my previous deliveries and realized that I over packed EVERY TIME.

I would pack a couple of books to read, coloring books and pencils, silly stuff that I would use to occupy my time, because I would have time to kill, right?


If you recall from my birth story with my first son, (Induction, 15 hours of labor, and 3-day hospital stay) yes, I would have had plenty of time to read, color, or play on my phone, no problem.

And with my second son, I learned from my first time that sleep was my best friend and if I was going to have any energy to push this kid out, I needed to rest after having my water broken at 2:30 in the morning.

So, this third one could go either way. I could be induced or I could go naturally. It is a toss-up, but I am planning on sleeping, not matter! LOL

OK, enough stalling, here’s what I’ve packed and I plan to stick to it:


Now this should be a given. You are still going to have your belly stretched out. Unfortunately, it does not go right back to your original size before getting pregnant.

So, I packed:

  • sweat pants with a drawstring
  • a bigger t-shirt
  • a comfy hoodie
  • a pair of socks (hospitals usually give you some with the tread on the bottom, but to go home, I packed my own
  • slippers because it’s going to be cold when I go in to deliver (I took flip flops with my other two since they were born in August)
  • nursing bra (or tank top) I haven’t finalized this one yet

***This is all pending that I grab my winter coat and boots. Believe it or not, I’m freaking out about if my water breaks, what boots do I wear? I usually wear western boots in the winter, but lucked into a cheap pair of UGG knock-offs that can be thrown in the washer.***


Don’t forget to pack these because your first shower after birth helps you feel like a human being again!

  • Toothbrush
  • Toothpaste
  • Mouthwash
  • Floss
  • Deodorant!
  • Hairbrush
  • Hair ties
  • Bobby pins OR Headband
  • Shampoo
  • Body wash
  • Loofah for both hubby and I (remember birth story#2? “Do I have time to take a shower?” LOL)
  • Nursing pads (Whether you opt to breastfeed or not, you will probably still leak).


  • An Outfit or 2 and socks

Our hospital has a professional photographer come into your room and take newborn pictures of your baby. So, having an outfit or two on hand would be ideal along with a nice blanket and/or stuffed animal.

  • Extra baby blankets to send home for pet introductions

We have two dogs and cat. Our older dog has been around for both previous baby introductions and he hasn’t been a problem.

Our younger dog was just a puppy when we brought our second son home from the hospital, so I foresee a possibly jealous dog here. He may surprise us and take it well… or not.

Our cat won’t care much. She will probably just come sniff the new baby and call it a day.


Vending machines are not cheap in hospitals. If you want something after the kitchen closes, you better bring all your quarters (or sweet talk your husband or mom to run and get you something).


Mostly for your comfort. But also, it’s a known fact… hospital pillows are not fluffy at all. You need like 4 to even consider getting comfortable.

An extra pillow case may be worth the investment too. You never know when accidents or spills will happen.


A given. You cannot take baby home until you have him in a car seat.


Purse- this will have my wallet, which has my insurance info and photo ID. Cell phone, my extra charger is already packed.

What did you pack or plan to pack for your hospital stay when you give birth? I’d love to hear from you in the comments!

7 Things I’ve Learned During My Third Pregnancy

This third pregnancy has been the most difficult of the three.

7 Things I’ve Learned During My 3rd Pregnancy

***No judging on my parenting style at the current stage in my life. My kids are safe at all times and our bedroom is just off of our living room***

  1. I don’t sleep anymore; when I do, it’s weird hours.

I know that my body is preparing me for sleepless nights, but I don’t have the luxury of having a special space to retreat to with a light on.

My husband leaves for work very early in the mornings, so he tries to get to bed by 10 pm every night. That doesn’t always happen, but when it does, I am nowhere near ready to go to bed. I’m not even tired. When I do get to sleep, it’s usually after 1 am if not later. Then my body doesn’t want to wake up in the morning.

Thankfully, I invoked “rest time” after we finish our school work for the day. This is usually done by 2 pm. My boys are allowed to have their tablets, play with a toy quietly, or look at books while they lay down on their bunk beds. During this time, I set an alarm for 2 solid hours and I am able to get a nap in.

  1. It’s hard to get motivated in the mornings.

I know, why don’t I set an alarm in the mornings?


Mom of two boys already… who needs an alarm?

I do set an alarm. It usually goes off before my boys wake up for the day. When they do wake up, I wake up, but I don’t get out of bed until I have to.

They play so well together. They are allowed Wii or movie privileges in the mornings because that’s what works best for us.

When you feel like you’re going to puke in the mornings, sometimes, it’s best to stay in bed and “sleep it off”.

I get up if there’s a disagreement, or I hear crying, but we have a routine that works for now and they are safe during this routine.

  1. I lack energy even when I do sleep and wake up.

I’m growing a human being. I have also been told by my doctor that I have to take it easy because of my history or miscarrying three different times. Being a high risk pregnancy, I am monitored more closely and I’m OK with that.

I posted before about my amazing prenatal vitamins that I take to help with my energy. You can read that post here.

  1. I’m in more pain.

I thought that my body would transition in to pregnancy like a champ since it’s my third successful one.


It didn’t.

I have felt more sick and been in more pain this time around. I am also getting older. I know twenty-eight years old is not that old, but I thought that I would cruise through this pregnancy and it would be prefect.

My sciatic nerve bothers me a whole lot more too. I try to walk daily so I don’t get out of shape too badly. I invested in a belly band that helps take some pressure off, but not all the time.

I cannot go shopping for a long period of time and I miss it. I cannot attend street festivals or craft shows because my sciatic bothers me and then I get grumpy. So, I usually send my husband with my kids so they can at least enjoy it.

It’s OK. I don’t regret getting pregnant a third time. I have been blessed with a third healthy child that I am excited to meet at the end of this December.

  1. My kids are more considerate when I tell them I don’t feel well.

I love all the extra loves that I get from my boys now. I tell them straight away when I am not feeling well or if my anxiety is starting to act up.

They are very good about making the changes they need to make sure that mommy doesn’t get grumpy.

I openly communicate with my kids and tell them about my feelings and guess what?

… they caught on too. They openly communicate and tell me about their feelings too.

  1. My 2 kids want to help and pamper me.

Along with openly communicating with my kids, they in turn want to help me more. They know that bending down has gotten difficult for me and will gladly pick things up and hand them to me.

They also do chores without complaining (most of the time). We’ve been working on this with our home school time, but lately my boys just want to help in some way. They constantly offer to help and I love it.

They will bring me blankets if I’m cold. They get me a drink if I ask for one. These boys take care of their mamma and I am so thankful for them.

  1. I felt movement earlier than before.

This may seem small, but it was so neat to feel little flutters inside my tummy at thirteen weeks. That was the earliest I had felt movement out of the three pregnancies so far. I thought I even felt this baby have the hiccups that early too.

The miracle of feeling movement inside you just make pregnancy even more real.

I mean, sure, positive pregnancy test, woohoo, you’re pregnant.

But it doesn’t really sink in until you feel actual movement inside you. It is a feeling I love and cherish.

What’s Working for Our Homeschool

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Reading, Writing, God.

These were things that I focused on when I was in school. I loved to read. I loved to write. I loved going to church.

My mom wasn’t a big reader, but my dad spent time reading aloud with me when I first learned how to read. He enjoyed reading for himself when he could find time (he worked a lot).

My dad wrote some, but not as much as I did. I was always writing short stories, plays, and poetry. My gift to family members for birthdays or special holidays were poems. My friends and I would act out the plays that I wrote. Fine arts had always been in my blood.

My love for the Lord had a great impact on our decision to homeschool. It is my job to educate my children, not someone else’s. Thankfully, I am in a position to be able to teach my children in the comfort and flexibility of our home.

I understand not everyone has this luxury, and please do not think that I think poorly of you, because I don’t. You are doing a great job by working hard to make sure you can provide for your children. Also, not everyone had the patience to teach their children. That’s OK too. You are doing great by loving them and reinforcing what they learn.

Foundation of Learning

The above is what I use as my foundation for learning. Reading, writing, and God, in my opinion, sets up a strong foundation for learning.

If you can read, you can navigate just about anywhere in the English speaking world.

If you can write (properly), you can communicate effectively.

If you have God in your life, your life can be joy-filled with the promise of eternity.

*** I realize that there are more “subjects” to be taught, and I do teach them to my children, again, remember I said that these are our foundations.

Changes to Our Curriculum

This year, my 6-year-old is doing Cycle 2 of Classical Conversations. We decided to stick with this because he enjoyed it so much last year. He does a great job at memorizing and I fully believe that he is learning from it.

We also worked in readings from Ambleside, which is a Charlotte Mason approach to learning. So far, we have read two and a half books in the six weeks we have been in session and watched the movies to go along with each book.

Both of my kids, ages 6 and 3, have learned to sit and listen while I read aloud and my 6-year-old can usually retell each chapter to me, or at least answer questions when I ask him about different things that happened in the chapter.

Now, with most homeschooling programs, you usually have to supply your own reading and math curriculum, so…

I dropped the “Hooked on Phonics” program we were doing, because it just was not working for us. In its’ place, I have picked up “Teach Your Child to Read in 100 Easy Lessons”.

I borrowed this book from our library to try out and see if it would work for us. In the 4 short lessons that we did in one week, my 6-year-old has finally grasped the concept of phonics and that letters make sounds. (YAY!) Of course, now I have our own copy on the way from Amazon!

What I love about this book, is that it is literally a script to recite to your child. It tells you what to say and what to have the child say back to you, or the exercise to do with your child. (Thanks, Gina, for the recommendation!) There is also a writing exercise with each lesson.

Our math was consisting of simple workbook exercises, but I decided to switch it up since both of my kids know their numbers. I purchased “Interactive Notebooks: Math Grade 1” from Carson Dellosa Education. This has pages you can copy and paste into a spiral notebook to encourage note taking and also serve as reference later on.

Along with the Math, I found a great resource that included Math, Reading, Spelling, Writing, Language Arts, and Test Taking practice. This bundle from the Harcourt Family has been a great investment for our family.

I also invested in some counting cubes and base 10 visual aids:

These came in handy when we learned how to tell time and count money!



What about my 3-year-old?

As I said earlier, my 3-year-old enjoys my read alouds. He also enjoys some flashcards that their great aunt gave him for his birthday. These flashcards have numbers, colors, shapes, and animals on them. I am starting to have him trace simple lines for prewriting exercises.

He also enjoys just playing and making discoveries for himself. If he asks a question, I answer it. He’s learning and I see that he’s learning.

He and his older brother also get to enjoy harvest time now. My husband’s family has farm ground and they enjoy riding in the combine and spending time with daddy. Hands-on science at its’ finest.

We’ve been working on chores and helping out around the house. It’s easier for me to assign chores now that I don’t feel well all the time (yes, 28 weeks pregnant and still having morning sickness sucks). They help with laundry, pick up their toys wherever they find them, pick up their room, make their beds, fold towels and wash cloths, and hang up their shirts. Easy stuff, honestly with more to come!

I am very happy that I have found what works for us. We do 4-day school weeks to allow for flexibility for field trips or play dates with our local home school group. It also allows for mommy to have a day off if morning sickness sets in.

What’s working for you this year? I’d love to hear in the comments!

God Bless!

My Second Son’s Birth Story

My second pregnancy seemed more difficult than the first. I was nauseated more often than not until the third trimester, I was in more pain and achy ALL the time, and I was way more emotional this time around.

My Second Son’s Birth Story


I had had a doctor’s appointment earlier in the day. We had scheduled an induction date for a week later with nearly two weeks to go before this little guy would make his grand entrance into the world.

It was an exciting time because the induction date turned out to be what would have been my parent’s anniversary (we had lost my dad to cancer three years before this).

My husband and I had scheduled for our oldest and only child to spend the night with my mom tonight, so we enjoyed a relaxed date night. I couldn’t tell you what we did, but I know that we enjoyed the night together.

The night ended of course with some love making and all was well.

I had been timing some contractions earlier that night just to see if I was progressing any. My doctor had said that I was already dilated to around 2 centimeters earlier.

I was cramping a bit and contracting slightly, but nothing that I was really worried about. I laid down in bed and drifted off to sleep.

Turn of Events

            I was awoken by my phone ringing around one-thirty in the wee hours of the morning. Our first born was having a bloody nose at grandma’s house and wouldn’t let her help him get it cleaned up and controlled. I tried to talk to him, but he was so tired and just wanted to go back to sleep. I talked my mom through what we normally do at our house to help him and she said she would try.

Now I was wide awake. I was worrying about my first baby and if he was going to calm down enough for grandma so they could both get some sleep. I had gotten up and was preparing to pack an overnight bag to just go over and stay with them (thankfully, she lived in town).

I received a text around two o’clock saying that he had settled down and that they were laying down. Everything was well again and I could go back to sleep. I laid back down after putting my clothes back in my dresser and got comfy. I could not get back to sleep.

What Was That Noise?

“Pop, pop”, came two small pops down in my lower abdomen where there are no bones to pop. I waited a minute thinking that it was a spoof and I was just anxious for baby number two. Just to be sure, I got up and went to the bathroom. Nothing was happening, so I went back to my bedroom. I put a towel down on the floor so I could stand on it, just in case.

Nothing happened.

What seemed like several minutes passed by (it was only three to five) and then I felt it.


Waters had officially broken on their own.

I tapped my husband on his side he turned over and gave me a dirty look.

“My water just broke,” I announced.

“Do I have time to take a shower?” was his response.

(Insert laughter here)

“Seriously?” came my reply.

I didn’t argue, and he hightailed it to the shower and back out again. My hospital bag had already been packed for a couple of weeks, so I waited patiently while he packed his.

Hey, Baby’s on the Way

I called my mom. She answered her phone.

“My water just broke,” came my nervous voice.

“OK, what do you want me to do with my grandson?”

“I guess, call great grandma. She may still be awake anyway. Drop him off there and get to the hospital as soon as you can. Love you”, came my instructions.

We loaded up into my truck and I tried calling my boss.

No answer. I was supposed to open that morning and that wasn’t going to happen now.

So, I called my sister-in-law and told her she would have to open for me because I couldn’t get ahold of our boss. I also told her to call her mom when she woke up and let her know that we are having baby number two today. (I did finally get ahold of my boss, and started my infinite maternity leave from work).

On the Road Again…

We don’t live far from the hospital, but when contractions started, they HURT. Not as bad as being induced with Pitocin, but they were still unpleasant. I had called the hospital and let them know that I was coming in because my water had broken.

We pulled up to the door and got unloaded. I leaked the whole way there and started to get grumpy from the pain. Oh, yeah, it was a full moon that night too.


Arrival and Admittance

I was taken the triage in the maternity wing and had to go through all my information and junk like that while contracting and just plain uncomfortable. The nurse that was registering me was trying to be quick, but it wasn’t fast enough.

“Are you sure your water broke?” she asked.

“Yes,” I said through gritted teeth, “this is my second child and I know what having my water broken feels”.

I didn’t mention that it was leaking down my legs and probably making puddles on the floor, but at the point, I was ready to get into a room and get my epidural!

I finally got into a room and Joel and I got settled in by about four o’clock in the morning. My mom made it and joined us.

Preparing for the Show

I got my epidural pretty quick and I forced myself to sleep. I knew what I was in for this time around, so I needed the strength. I woke up a few times here and there, but overall slept pretty good until around eight o’clock that morning.

The monitor that they had on the baby kept slipping off. His heartrate decided to drop too, so they quickly called my doctor and she got there around eight-thirty.


Time passed quickly, and the actual pushing only took less than ten minutes.

At nine-fifteen, Joel and I welcomed our second son into the world.

He was happy and healthy and, thankfully, his heartrate straightened out.

AND, no tearing for mommy this time!

Differences from Our First Son

We enjoyed a private room where I gave birth and then baby got stay the whole time with us! No more nursery visits (except for the circumcision). We enjoyed newborn pictures from a local photographer AND we only had to spend one night at the hospital instead of three like before.

Final Thoughts

As many of you know, I am expecting baby boy number three. I have three months to go and am so anxious to meet him! Thank you for taking the time to read my experience and feel free to share your story in the comments, or leave me a link to your story and I will check it out!


God Bless!