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Emily wasn't expecting her labour to drag on as long as it did. And she certainly wasn't expecting to fall in love with her baby's father while she was at it. This gorgeous story of Emily's home birth reminds us that love and babies are well worth the wait. Jim and I had been apart for almost six months when, well into my third trimesterwe finally realised that a misunderstanding had caused separation.
It was ridiculous, we were bickering over finances when the realisation hit. But then misunderstandings were par for the course - we'd only known each other for 12 months after all. Jim came to visit me a day after our baby girl was due. Butterflies in my stomach. I noticed that I wanted him to touch me again. That night we cooked dinner together. He sat next to me on the couch. My heart was beating fast and I found it hard to look him in the eye. My walls were becoming paper-thin.
I sat crossed legged and my thigh was touching his arm and then he had his hand on my thigh and then I had my hand on his hand and we just continued to touch like that until we hugged Want to the family? up to our Kidspot newsletter for more stories like this. He fell asleep and I lay there awake feeling each contraction and smiling to myself.
It took him a little while to cotton on and become wide awake again. I wanted to stay in bed and keep making out and well, having sex Sex during labor stories. So we did and then I lost my mucous plug. Not entirely sexy. I ran to the bathroom and when I came back I called Jess. We timed the contractions over the phone - definitely pre-labour - so I just had to wait.
The contractions were coming every five, then 10 minutes; then seven, then four, then 11 minutes apart. I can totally handle this. At about 6am I called my birth partners, Chloe and Leah. The Dad. Yeah, him. He just became another doula.
It was awkward. I have really fond memories of that day. I remember Chloe, Leah, Jim and me all lounging on my bed. My brother coming in and out asking if I needed anything. Leah with the labour aid and coconuts. Chloe and the vibrating thingy that I wanted to marry every time I had a contraction. It was probably around 8pm-ish when Jess, the midwife arrived. They were getting more painful and I was exhausted. At around 10pm Jess suggested we go for a walk, which felt completely ridiculous and impossible Sex during labor stories I decided to do whatever was needed to get this show on the road.
I put my sneakers on and cried as I stamped my feet through the contractions down to the beach and back whilst being carried arm in arm by Chloe and Jess. I think utter despair was the right emotion for what I was experiencing. I was too exhausted. Either this labour was my life now and it was never going to end or I went to hospital got induced or something. I felt glad I had permission to sob. So I did. Everyone slowly went to bed and Jess stayed up with me in the lounge room.
The sun was up and Jess had a plan to get me some Panadeine Forte and Diazepam. When Jess came back with the goods they worked. It dulled the pain of the contractions. I had about three or so hours of sleep. When I woke up it was really game on, and I actually felt like I could do it this time. I lay in bed with Jim feeling so much love for him and wanting him to never leave me. My waters broke. I ran to the shower. Chloe got in with me and I think we stayed in there for about an hour.
She applied the shower head to my lower back as I tolerated and breathed through each contraction. Leah spoon-fed me some kind of quinoa Bolognese and coconut water. From this point my memory gets really sketchy. The more internalised I becamethe more sketchy my memory is. She Sex during labor stories so perfect. Everyone around me was crying and sobbing and taking photos. It took me a while to realise what had just taken place. I finally got to meet my baby, Stevie… and she was perfect.
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Sex with my ex brought on a 51hr labour. An epic birth story