Basil’s Birth Story

Disclaimer: in this blog post, I will be talking about my birth experience – if this is a topic that makes you uncomfortable in any way, I encourage you to check out some of my less serious posts instead!

May 5, 2018, aka The Due Date

I woke up when Michael was getting up for work and was having contractions off and on, but I didn’t think anything of it because I had been having these same contractions off and on for the last few days. Also, how often do you hear about someone actually going into labor on their due date? Not so often… spoiler alert – I did! This time, the contractions lasted the entire day rather than coming and going. I was talking to Michael (duh), my mom, and my sister all day trying to decide if I should go to the hospital or if these were Braxton Hicks – they definitely weren’t! My group b strep test came back positive, so my midwife told me that as soon as I thought I was in labor I needed to go to the hospital because the medicine they needed to give me came in two doses spaced out by 8 hours. I was folding laundry when my mom called me and it started getting harder for me to talk through the contractions, so she told me to get Michael to come home and take me to the hospital ASAP! I was so shocked and I honestly still didn’t even think I was in labor! So, Michael came home as fast as he could and I was trying to finish folding the laundry (crazy prego brain moment?) but he told me we needed to go now!

39 weeks pregnant belly bump
1 week before Basil was born

About 4:30pm

We got to the hospital and they took me back to check my contractions and cervix to see if I was dilating yet – I was already at a 4! So they immediately admitted me and got me into a room so they could give me the first dose of my medication for GBS and hook me up to all the monitors. After getting the dose of medicine, I was able to move around, so Michael and I went walking down the hallways, and hung out in the room for a while until I was struggling too much. The pain was getting to be way too intense, but I wanted to hold off as long as possible to get my epidural.

awful picture, but this is right after I got the epidural

About 8pm

I finally caved and got my epidural. It was part of the plan all along, but I wanted to make sure it was going to stay with me through the whole pushing part of the experience… I’m not about the pain! I was hurting so bad with each contraction I didn’t even know where to put all of my energy other than crying and shaking, so sitting still was so hard for me while the anesthesiologist did his thing for the epidural. Side note: anyone that is scared for the epidural, don’t be! I didn’t even feel a thing because I was so concentrated on breathing through my contractions and staying still! Anyway, after that was done, the nurse checked me again and I was dilated to a 7! So then the pain started going away and everything was progressing normally, so Michael and I tried to get some rest before things got crazy! Meanwhile, my mom and sister were making the 6-hour drive to try to make it in time for the birth.

Fast forward to about 11:30pm

The nurses were in and out checking on me, but nothing crazy or noteworthy was going on. They broke my water hoping I’d be able to dilate a little faster. Then at about 11:30pm, they came to check again and I was almost fully dilated, so they went and got the midwife and came back and I was fully dilated! Right as they got me all situated to start pushing, my mom and sister walked into the room! I was so relieved and happy they were able to get there literally just in time.

So, I had Michael holding one of my numb as hell legs up while the nurse (I wish I could remember her name because she was amazing) held the other, and I was told to push! Now, I could not feel a thing at all, so I had no idea where or what I was pushing, but they told me I was doing the right thing. I was feeling great too because of the epidural, and we were all laughing and making jokes – about what? I have no idea, but every time I would laugh the midwife would tell me to keep doing it because it was making me flex the right muscles. Once Basil’s head poked through they asked me if I wanted to feel him and I was like “absolutely not,” there’s something about that and the whole mirror so I can watch thing that is just a hard pass for me. I think I only had to push a few more times until he was finally out, I spent most of my pushing time on getting his head out. In total, I pushed for about 40 minutes!

May 6, 2018 12:26am

Basil was born! I actually had a baby!! Michael said as soon as he came out, my stomach deflated and looked super weird, which I’ve never thought about but totally makes sense because there’s nothing really in there once the baby is out. They wiped Basil off and laid him on my chest and I was instantly in love. I couldn’t believe that he was finally here and real. I still couldn’t feel anything, but they had me push a few more times to get my placenta out. That was one thing I did want to see – it was so much bigger than I was expecting, which makes sense considering it held a 7lb 11oz, 20-inch baby. While I was holding Basil the nurses and midwife kept whispering to each other thinking my placenta wasn’t fully detached, although I didn’t know any of this was going on until the next day when my mom told me. Fortunately, everything went smoothly, so they stitched me up (yes, I tore) and took Basil to weigh him and clean him off a little while I went to the bathroom. My legs were still numb so it felt super weird to be doing anything other than laying down, but with the help of my lovely nurse, I got it done.

Newborn baby boy and postpartum mama
an oh-so-fresh baby Basil

About 3am

So, by this time we finally were ready to go into our little postpartum suite. I was put into a wheelchair and I got to hold Basil while they wheeled me down the hall. On the way, I pushed this button on the wall that said a baby was just born which I thought was a cute little touch.

There’s something about going through childbirth that makes you not have one care in the world about who sees what parts of your body. So that’s my birth story! I’m sure I’m forgetting a few minor details, but you’d have to ask Michael or my mom.

If you haven’t yet, click here to read my postpartum experience – I kind of posted these backward, but oh well!

Thank you for reading!!

4 thoughts on “Basil’s Birth Story”

  1. Oh my gosh, that’s so funny that you still tried to finish folding the laundry when you were in labor & so cool that you actually had your baby on the predicted due date! When does that ever happen?!

    That’s so beautiful that your mom & sis made it to the hospital just in time. I always wondered about the belly deflating!! So weird & interesting. I so enjoyed reading this story!! Thanks so much for sharing such a personal experience with us, Izzy! ♡

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