Valentine’s Day Baby

So being a recently divorced mother of 2 amazing boys, Valentine’s Day caught me off guard. The simple of act of making perfect little homemade cards created high levels of stress. So when Valentines arrived I avoided everyone’s well intended wishes of love. I have a dear friend that I call me “divorce doula” who kindly listened to me cry in the morning. That was my day and I intended to keep it that way, well until just after dinner when Abby called me. She told me her water had broken, I panicked (something a doula is not suppose to do!! But to my defense I thought she was due at the end of March not the beginning. Phew!) I was her doula 20 months ago with her son Ben who was 10 days late and she naturally triumphed through an emotionally beautiful birth. But this birth was different. I could hear she was already serious. She was at work and was waiting for her friend to bring her home. Josh (Abby’s amazing husband I term dont use lightly) was with Ben. It was 7pm. I told her this is perfect her friend will put Ben to bed and Josh will drive you to the hospital. She kept saying I’m not ready yet. I hung up and gathered the boys, packed bags, lunches for school for the next day and called my mom who thankfully lives 2 miles away. The boys were made to be children of a doula, when they hear a baby is coming they drop everything and get ready! I had the boys at my mom’s by 7:30 and was back on the phone with Abby. I breathed with each surge with her, her insane desire to push, I kept telling her blow threw her mouth. Each breath we did it together. The traffic parted in front of me. I kept going. Josh missed a turn looking for the hospital. I parked on the street somehow found a parking space a block away (this has never happened). I walked in and the guard knew to just let me go,knowing that Abby needed me. I walked onto the floor and the doors just happened to be almost closed and I scooted through not 1 but 2. Also something I never do, this is floor with babies I hate breaching security, but the nurses forgave me for some reason. I saw Josh and Abby walking to there room. “I’m right here Abby, I’m right behind you” I said I walked quickly to them. She went straight into the bathroom to take off her pants where she had broken her water. She sat on the toilet for one minute when she stood up saying “the baby is coming!” And Lilah was born slipping through her mama’s fingers. I was the closest person to grab her. The sensation of holding a baby, that new was breathtaking! It was the best Valentines I have ever had. Lilah was born at 8:13 pm 1 hour and 13 mins after I received the call. Someone was watching after all of us, something stronger than me made sure I was there, it felt like the world wanted to kick me in the butt and say quit whining and “Get Happy” life even on silly Hallmark holidays is awesome.

Thank you Josh and Abby for asking me to be apart of another amazing birth. I love you!!

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About Kate Sullivan

I have been teaching HypnoBirthing and attending births as a HypnoBirthing Labor Companion since 2008. My passion comes from empowering every family, whether it is a quick inquiry to learn more or a client that I joyfully spend hours counseling with HypnoBirthing or rushing off to a birth at 2 in the morning. I want to teach you how to trust yourself, your body and give your partner those same tools so that you can begin your journey as parents with confidence.
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One Response to Valentine’s Day Baby

  1. Joan Strickland says:

    There is an excitement involved in being the mother of a doula, having grandchildren arrive in a wild flurry of chaos as their mom, Kate, rushes off to be there for another birth. Checking in with little text messages, and always that big moment when the new little one has entered the world. This Valentine’s Baby was one of the most amazing, sheer adrenalin, something about the call put everyone in a fast mode, but no one expected to get a call literally 1 hour later saying Lilah was born moments after reaching the hospital.
    I have heard my own mother’s stories of her mother being a visiting nurse and that in a snow storm the doctor came with a horse and sleigh to pick up Kate’s great grandmother , Flora, to head out in the snowstorm to deliver a new baby in a home birth. It must be in the genes, this wonderful desire to be there, to help safely bring mothers through their births with thoughtfulness, caring and encouragement. It is amazing to hear her stories, just as it was amazing to here my grandmother’s, not only does it make me very proud of Kate, but her grandmother loves hearing these stories too!

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