When I was 27 weeks, Dr. Calvin noticed that Mr. Max had a single vessel umbilical cord and that his one kidney was cystic. This unfortunately made it a done deal that we would have to give birth in the hospital 🙁 Major bumming news for us, as well as the fact that it was recommended we be induced by 39 weeks. After much reflection we decided that how/when Max was born didn’t matter; we just wanted our little miracle baby boy.
June 27th. It began like any other day. 38 weeks and uncomfortable! The time was counting down to Max’s due date (July 4). I recall waking up and talking to my belly saying, ” Ok Max, it is time for you to come earthside. Your mommy, daddy and big sister want to meet you.” I had been having on and off strong Braxton Hicks contractions all morning and was getting ready to go to my last midwife appointment at the Birth Center in St. Paul. We arrived at the birth center with an appointment with Natalie. She did a nonstress test on me, checked to see if I was dilated (2cm) and said that she could arrange an induction at Abbott NW for 8 pm that evening. Suddenly it hit me: “Oh my goodness, we are going to be a family of four soon!” I proceeded to call my husband at work and he was just as much like, “It’s getting real now”. We picked up some Olive Garden on the way home and had our last supper as a family of three! Our two year old daughter came to the hospital with us to begin the induction.
June 28th. I woke up feeling SO much pressure, more so than I did with the labor of our daughter. In came midwife Mary-Signe, who said that that sensation was normal with the induction process. Before I knew it things were progressing so good and fast. My mother came to the hospital with our daughter so we were all there together. I can’t recall exactly what was happening (concentrating on those contractions is hard work) but I do remember hearing Curious George in the background. 2pm came around and my midwife broke my water and then boom, I went from 7 cm to 10 cm and was ready to push. I went and laid in the tub for a while while our lovely labor and delivery nurse, Henrietta, was rubbing my head to help me keep calm. I decided to go sit on the birth ball after the tub to try and get a better hold on the pain. Five minutes in I said, “I have to push, I feel him!” Soon enough, Mary-Signe Kelly arrived back into the room and agreed it was time to push. I was so anxious because of Maxwell’s condition, and that he had to have specialists in the room while I was birthing him. My husband Christopher looked deep into my eyes and said, ” You got this babe!” He was such an amazing daddy doula. Our daughter Nora was in the room with us right up to the final push because mommy started grunting so hard she got scared. I remember bearing down and I felt my son enter the world. It was beautiful! Max was born on June 28, 2016 at 4:09 pm. He was 6 lbs, 2oz. I forgot all the specialists were in the room and just focused on my little family. He was here: healthy, crying, and so happy to be here. We had some great one-on-one time for a while before he was whisked to the Special Care nursery, Daddy right beside him.
I was in the room delivering the placenta when complications arose and I was rushed to the OR for an emergency D and C. After all that was over and done with, I was finally reunited with my husband and baby Max in the nursery. Words can not express the joy I had to be reunited.
Mary-Signe never left my side from the birth to the OR. I am forever thankful for that. She and the Minnesota Birth Center will always hold a special place in our hearts.
Thank you for letting us share the birth story of Maxwell.
~ Rebecca O.
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