- Chloe Christine
As a mom of two baby girls now, I love talking with other moms about their deliveries and birth stories. Everyone’s experience is unique and we all have different stories to share. Luckily, I gave birth to two healthy baby girls. However, I did not know at the time, I would also be giving birth to myself.
When I had my first baby, Naomie, I was 24. I felt young and very anxious. My pregnancy was full of blood draws, stress tests, and finger pricks. I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes and had to follow a careful diet and test my blood glucose level 4 times a day. I loved being pregnant and watching my belly grow but was also nervous that there were going to be complications because of my diagnosis. I tried to exercise a lot to keep my glucose levels in check and also take my mind off of worrying.
Luckily, I kept my glucose levels down and did not have to be induced at 39 weeks, which is the standard procedure for mother’s with gestational diabetes. We were able to wait for our baby to come on her own and of course, she was on her own time and in absolutely no rush! I was not dilated at all and had to be induced at 41 weeks.
After a day and a half of laboring in the hospital, with an epidural and some pretty good laughing gas, I was having the most fun I’d had in months. My husband was sound asleep on the chair next to me, so I started texting anyone and everyone including random people in my contacts because I was having such a good time and really loopy. I was having huge contractions and could not feel a thing. My stress and anxiety were gone because I didn’t feel any pain and knew I was going to be taken care of.
Around 5:00 pm, we started pushing. I had the best nurse named Bev and she walked me through everything. My husband also held my leg for my first delivery and he helped me the whole time. I started pushing and soon, the baby’s head was coming out. Then, I was told to slow down because the doctor was delivering another baby down the hall that very second. I literally started swearing and told the nurse to get down there because I didn’t give a shit who delivered my baby at that point.
Luckily, two doctors came in and the baby was out shortly. I definitely blacked out a little because the last thing I remember was screaming “I can’t doooo this” and then I had my beautiful baby cuddling on my chest.
Naomie was such a doll baby and I was so obsessed with her as soon as I saw her. Her name means pleasant and delightful, which she had already clearly embodied. She had the most perfect little features and I just wanted to keep her all to myself. My husband didn’t hold her for almost two hours after she was born because I wouldn’t let her go. I was so happy and had everyone snapping pictures in the delivery room.
My second pregnancy with Nadia was a breeze. I didn’t have gestational diabetes again, thank god. I also didn’t have time to worry and stress because I was chasing around my toddler all day. Naomie took up all my thoughts and it was the best. I get inside my head a lot when I’m alone and Naomie was the most pleasant distraction. She is such a free spirit and totally wild so it’s very hard to focus on anything but her when she’s in your presence.
The pregnancy with Nadia flew by and we were so excited to give Naomie a built in best friend. Naomie would rub my belly and tell me how excited she was to have a little sister. Though, I was a little bit nervous to see how Naomie would react because she had all of our attention for so long.
Time flew by. Fast forward to my due date. I went to my 40 week appt and took Naomie with me because I assumed I would have to be induced again and the doctor would just check on the baby and we’d be in and out. Boy was I wrong.
I went in the bathroom to do my urine sample and as I was peeing the water just kept flowing. My water was breaking! I yelled for a nurse and she kept reassuring me everything was fine and to go into my room and wait for the doctor.
As I sitting in the exam room, my water was going everywhere! It was like Niagara Falls and I just started crying because I felt so out of control and unprepared. Naomie was completely unphased and was dancing around the office the whole time because she had just turned 2 and loves running up and down the hallways and talking to the nurses.
My husband was working on a job 2 hours away so I called him first and told him to leave work and then called my mom who was working 10 minutes away from my doctors and she came and picked us up and drove us to the hospital.
I got checked in around lunchtime and labored naturally until that evening. I was fully prepared to give birth the second time without an epidural but the doctor said I wasn’t dilating quickly enough and wanted to start pitocin. I knew how strong the contractions would be on pitocin, so I decided to get the epidural.
Fast forward a few hours and the epidural completely wore off! I could feel everything! I started bawling because I was in so much pain. A second anesthesiologist came in and said the first epidural was put in wrong and put in another one that worked like a charm. I was super pissed because that’s my spine hello, but thankfully I was no longer in pain.
At 2 am that night, I felt a huge amount of pressure and my husband was sleeping again, so I yelled at him to wake up and paged the nurses and doctor to come in.
I started pushing when I felt contractions and everything was going smoothly until the doctor told me to push when I wasn’t feeling a contraction. He looked tired and annoyed and I just frankly didn’t give a shit. Everyone was in a circle around me chanting to push and I felt like I was in a tv show for a minute. I yelled at everyone and said “give me time!”
They finally backed off and I delivered my second baby smoothly without any complications. She was just as perfect and her little sister and we fell in love all over again. We named her Nadia, which means hope.
We were so lucky and blessed to give birth to two healthy little girls, Naomie Skye and Nadia Rose. I thank my lucky stars everyday and feel so grateful for my life and all the gifts we have been given. These girls are my why and even though I gave birth to them, they really gave birth to me.