Miles’ Natural Birth Story

My due date was October 15.

But, like almost every pregnant momma, I had been hoping my baby would come a bit earlier than his/her {gender was a surprise!} due date.

So when Tuesday, October 15 rolled around and I was still pregnant, I was just a wee bit disappointed. Especially when I went through the day without feeling any strong contractions. In the afternoon, I took my kids to the park and went on what I hoped would be the last grocery shopping trip still prego.

That night after dinner, we decided to go for a family walk and pick up a couple things from Sam’s Club {cheesesticks & carrot sticks I talked about here}. While we walked, Jonathan & I talked about the baby’s timing and how we needed to adjust our expectations. I told him I was trying not to get excited at every Braxton-Hicks contraction and just wait until I knew it was the real deal.

When we got to Sam’s Club, we did our normal free movie watching in front of their TV displays and then moseyed around getting our food. Jonathan asked if I wanted to get some special snack for after delivery and as I was checking out the yogurt selection, I felt/heard 2 little “popping” noises. I turned to Jonathan and said, “Uh, I just got the same popping feeling I got before Nate’s water broke.”

Cue water gush.

You know how the water only trickles when you’re standing up? Yeah. Doesn’t always work that way. My soaking wet shorts were there to prove it. Hooray for also being in the far back corner of Sam’s Club.

“My water just broke. Leave the cart here. We need to go.”

Thankfully, the evening was a little chilly and I had a jacket with me, which I promptly tied around my waist to minimize any extra staring. I was definitely hoping nobody was noticing the water dripping behind me as I walked.Β {Dear Sam’s Club & associates: I very sincerely apologize for abandoning my cart & contaminating your floors. Dear Moms everywhere: please never let your children play on store floors.}

It was approximately 8 PM when my water broke. I wasn’t having any contractions yet, so while we drove home, I called and arranged for a sweet family from my church to pick up Anna Grace & Nate from our house. Jonathan & I stayed home until my contractions started coming regularly and spent the time packing up last minute items and cleaning our house. I knew I would be so much more at ease coming home to a clean house and was so thankful to have a little time to pick up before baby arrived! We left for the hospital around 8:50 PM.

As we were driving, “It Is Well with My Soul” was playing in our car. It was a blessing to use that time to stabilize my thoughts on who my God is and the strength He was going to provide during labor. I was also praying baby would arrive before midnight so that it wouldn’t be a crazy late night after such a full day already.

We arrived at the hospital around 9 PM. Of course, I wanted to walk up the stairs instead of taking the elevator. But unlike Nate’s birth story, this time I remembered what floor labor & delivery was on! We got settled in a room with my awesome pink hospital gown and I waited on the bed for them to check on baby’s heartbeat. When the doctor came in, he checked me and said I was probably only dilated to a 6. I was pretty disappointed because the nurse thought I was an 8. But I just tried to adjust mentally and not let the news affect me negatively.

As soon as they did all the checking they needed to do, I got out of bed to try to speed things up. Between each contraction, I tried to quote Isaiah 41:10 while attempting to relax for the next contraction. I leaned on Jonathan for many of the contractions, but then they started getting stronger and I felt like I needed to push. All I could manage to say was, “Push!” and my nurse was like, “ohhhhh, okay, let’s get the doctor back in here.”

He came back in saying, “Well, that was fast!” and they got out the beloved stirrups. Seriously, I was so relieved to see those things even though I had previously despised them. I was holding Jonathan’s hand near my face and thinking how nice it would be to bite on a rag or something. I thought about using his hand for a split-second, but decided it would not be a good move in favor of marital stability.

The doctor told me to push whenever I felt like it. So I did. When he told me to give 1 more good push, I totally thought he was lying and mentally tried to gear up for a longer pushing time. And then during that last push, I felt baby coming out. Glory. 10:37 PM.

They put baby BOY {first time we knew the gender} on me immediately and I looked down at a blue/purple baby who was silent and still. The nurses took him over to the warmer. His heart rate was 60. They started working on him and giving him some breathing help. Praise God, he started breathing and gave a weak cry. My nurse said he probably had a hard time adjusting to life outside the womb since he was only in the birth canal for a short time.

I finally got to hold him again. The nurses asked what his name was. And Jonathan and I decided we didn’t care for the name we had previously picked out. Nothing like waiting for the last minute. We settled on Miles Josiah. Miles means merciful & Josiah means God supports.

I love this little boy. He is truly a gift and an answer to prayer.

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I’m so thankful to Jesus for the support He gave me throughout my pregnancy and delivery.

“Fear not, for I am with you;
Be not afraid, for I am your God;
I will strengthen you,
I will help you,
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”
Isaiah 41:10

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17 comments

  1. Christa says:

    Me too. Praying for you with the timing of your new little one’s arrival – esp considering your hubby’s schedule! thankful God has all those things planned out!

  2. Beth says:

    So happy for you and your family. What a wonderful picture of joy on all your faces. Praise to the Creator for such a blessing of birth and life you hold in your arms.
    will be waiting patiently for your regular posts to resume!

  3. Jen says:

    He is adorable, Christa! Being a mommy of three is so much fun! Hang in there with all the adjustments. It gets better and better! πŸ™‚

  4. Laurie says:

    I love reading your birth stories. Your babies come as quick as mine and it’s fun to read such a story, not just be telling one. Knowing how quick mine come I was nervous the last two time that my water would break in a store and we wouldn’t even make it to the parking lot to give birth! We actually had an emergency kit in the car this last time in case that happened. Thankfully it didn’t! Thanks for sharing your story. Very exciting!

  5. Jennifer says:

    Love you all! Thank you so much for posting :). Right now I can’t imagine going through labor/delivery all over again (that’s not an announcement :), but your blog is a refreshing reminder that God’s grace is there for us not just for our first or second baby, but through every hurdle He brings to us!

  6. How wonderful that Miles is here at last! Being pregnant now myself, I especially like the quick natural labor stories…choosing to be hopeful! πŸ™‚ With God all things are possible… I know you’ll do great as a mom of 3! Many blessings!

  7. What an encouraging birth story! I love that you used the music to pray and meditate during your labor, I will have to remember to use music to help keep my calm next time, and that verse.. I’m writing this stuff down! πŸ™‚ Thanks for sharing your story!

  8. Congratulations on the healthy and quick delivery of little Miles. Love his name…so sweet. Bless your heart. Oh how I lived with the fear of my water breaking in a public place- at the store while alone with the kiddos, all over a pew during a church service, etc. Thankfully that didn’t happen. πŸ™‚ Hope that you and your sweet family are adjusting well. I think about you often…especially in the wee hours of the morning. πŸ˜‰

  9. Naomi says:

    I read this after I got home from Sam’s Club where my son decided to play on the floor. Thanks. Just thanks for that. πŸ™‚

    LOVE baby stories and so thankful Miles is here safe and sound!!

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