October 8, 2018
By Joy Dean
My Birth Story
On June 10, 2017, I had the most amazing home birth that I could ever imagine, and I believe it is due to having the best support team ever: my husband, my midwife Jamie and her team. At the beginning of my surprised pregnancy, I wanted to have a home birth, but I was unsure if I could afford it because my insurance did not cover homebirths. So I reluctantly decided on an OB-GYN ( they are great, but for my 4th and last pregnancy I wanted something different), but mid-way through my pregnancy I called around and found Jamie. She took me in regardless of my insurance, and we just knew everything was going to work out and it did; my VA insurance (I am a Veteran) covered for my homebirth (awesome)!!!
With my homebirth covered, I was feeling ready, anxious, and excited to have my baby at home, and then at 36 weeks my little one decided to become a breech baby (oh no). I was freaking out, but my midwife Jamie reassured me and by 39 weeks she was completely head down. When her original due date June 4th, 2017 past I was very impatient and just ready to have her. Thank goodness to the full moon on June 10th, I woke up at 4:15 am knowing that I was in labor (yay). I have been feeling Braxton Hicks all month long but I knew that this was the real deal. I woke up my husband, and then I called Jamie at 4:30 am. She told me to unlock the door because she was on her way; she arrived at 5 am on the dot. My husband continued to set everything up for me to give birth, and I went downstairs to start making oatmeal because I was getting hungry. I remember boiling the milk and walking to the couch to rock my hips in a circle to comfort me during contractions and then I would get up and add the oatmeal. I continued going back and forth to the couch and to the stove adding new ingredients and stirring the oatmeal while in labor. During that time my husband and Jamie would check on me to make sure I was ok (thank you guys), and can you believe I only took one bite of that oatmeal, and I did not want it one bit. I do think making oatmeal helped me focus on something else rather than focus on my contractions. We all went upstairs and Jamie suggested for me to get in the tub because my baby was on her way, and I knew it because I could feel my body slowly pushing her down into my pelvis. I sat in the warm water waiting for her arrival, and my two daughters ages 9 and 3 at the time, came in my room and sat on our bed to watch me give birth (that was unplanned). I was worried that giving birth in front of my daughters would be too much for them to handle, especially for my 3-year-old but it was great! Just a side note, my girls were so interested in the afterbirth (placenta) and Jamie answered every single question (thank you, Jamie). Back to my story, my husband got in the tub with me, and Jamie suggested that I get on my knees; as soon as I did, my body automatically started pushing, and as I held on to the lady’s hand (Jamie’s partner, I forgot her name) my baby came out. My husband amazingly caught our baby, passed her to Jamie, and Jamie passed her to me. She was absolutely beautiful, and she hardly cried while being cradled in my arms. She was born at 7:11 am and weighed 5lbs 14 oz and was 18 inches long. We named her Aryss (means the best), my smallest baby, my fourth, and my last. Thank you, Jamie, for just being there and not taking over my space, but being there when I needed you the most like reminding me that I can do it and breathe. Also, thank you to the young lady that held my hand sorry I forgot your name but I will forever remember your face.