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Summary of my fast easy birth:


I have to start out by saying I feel elated! Giving birth was one of the most amazing experiences of my life :o) I can honestly write a birth story without mentioning a lot of pain, because I didn't feel much discomfort. My labor was fast, easy and enjoyable. I used Hypnobabies to prepare for labor. It’s medical grade hypnosis for childbirth.

Sunday night I made spicy eggplant Parmesan to try and jump-start labor. It worked and my water broke at 11:45PM that night! 15 mins later contractions were 3 mins apart. I labored at home for the next 5 hrs. Around 5am Todd and I left for the hospital. We arrived at labor and delivery and I pushed for 55 mins. At  6:55AM Grayson was born!

Early Labor at Home:

Contractions came on so fast after my water broke. I thought I’d be able to sleep for a few hours; instead Todd did the sleeping for the both of us. I labored downstairs for 2 1/2 hrs on my own.

I had a funny conversation with my sister over the phone in early labor. She asked if I'd wanted my Doula to be at home with me during these strong, early contractions and I said no. I was spending most of my time in the bathroom. I didn’t care that I spent hundreds of dollars for the Doula service; I did not want an audience in the bathroom!

As labor progressed I felt most comfortable on all fours in the family room and was handling labor really well using my hypnosis queues. The one thing that was really bothering me was my feet, they were freezing! It was cold downstairs! Contractions were coming closer together and I couldn't stand up to get a sweater or socks. I was amazed how immobile I became in such a short time.

Todd woke up to my hollering for socks and half asleep ran downstairs to help. He got one long black sock on my foot when another contraction hit. I had a feeling things were progressing fast. I told him to start packing the van, call the Doula and get my Binsi skirt. The Binsi skirt is an article of clothing that’s hospital friendly and easy to labor in. It’s comfy and a lot prettier than the hospital gowns. I wanted to look good while in labor lol.

As he raced around the house collecting our bags, the most intense pressure wave hit and I felt this incredible urge to push. I lost my hypnosis focus and screamed. My body took over and I began involuntarily pushing with all my strength. I yelled, "We waited too long, I’m pushing, I can't move!" I continued to push and feel panicked. Interestingly the more scared I got the more discomfort I felt.  Todd rushed to my side and calmly said “relax” placing his hand on my shoulder. This put me back into a calm state of mind and I could handle the pressure waves again. Todd then instructed that I had to get up. We attempted shoes until I started to push again and Todd said, "Screw the shoes!" we forced myself onto my feet and hurried to the minivan.

Drive to the Hospital:

On our way to the hospital, I continued to handle the contractions really well with Todd’s help. He’d repeat my hypnosis queues and labor was surprisingly tolerable. Pressure waves felt like a stomach ache.

I remember a car slowing us down. It wouldn't let us pass. I could sense Todd's panic and I remember saying, “Todd it’s ok, this is only labor, we'll be ok". I was thinking my recent Google search would come in handy on how to deliver a baby in the car. Looking back I’m amazed how calm I was! I definitely feel Hypnobabies had something to do with it.

While we drove to the hospital, each pressure wave made water gush out of me, soaking my Binsi skirt! I was a mess, dripping wet, shoeless, with one black sock on and freezing by the time I got to the hospital. The skirt was quickly dumped into the corner of the hospital room. I could care less on how I looked. The hospital gown was a welcomed comfort because it was dry! My entire body continued shaking. I thought I was still cold but the shaking was from all the hormones. I was in transition.

Hospital:

Once I was situated on the bed in my dry hospital gown, the Midwife checked me and I was already 9 cm!  I felt so much relief and excitement.  Nurses came in and set up the baby warmer. I couldn't believe how wonderfully fast everything was happening. They didn’t even give me an IV or heplock.

After hearing how far along I was, Todd was smiling ear to ear. I was beaming and he said, "Great job honey, we're going to have our baby soon!"

I was relieved to see my Doula (Annette) show up in the nick of time. The Midwife gave me the ok to continue pushing. I kept raising my shoulders up to my ears with each contraction and Annette would remind me to relax them. This made the contraction even more powerful and effective. We played the Hypnobabies scripts out loud on my iPod and everyone in the room listened. Annette said, “You’re so calm and controlled”. It was great hearing how well I was doing. The Midwife said, “You look like you had an epidural”.

The Doula was incredible. She not only is a Doula but a Hypnobabies instructor. Annette was very familiar with all the hypnotic queues and easily made any pressure I felt, melt away by pushing on my hips and reminding me to use my Hypnosis techniques. She gave great tips on effective breathing and pushing; I can’t stress how awesome it was to have her there.

Sweet moments, it was so helpful hearing Todd say that we're going to be great parents and I am going to be an incredible Mom. Todd was so helpful and read me positive affirmations between pushes. I was scared I was going to have a huge baby. Todd would repeat that this baby is the perfect size for my body and the contractions are giving him a warm hug.

I remember how funny it was that pressure waves spaced out to 7 or 8 mins apart. While waiting for a pressure wave everyone would just sit there and relax. I even told my body "Ok I'm ready for another pressure wave?!" I thought how bizarre this all is, so relaxed and quiet.

My hair done up in a mess, teeth not brushed, I had envisioned that I'd be laboring for hours at home. I thought I'd get a shower in and brush my teeth before heading to the hospital. How wrong I was! While laboring at the hospital I asked for mints. The nurse thought that was funny and assured me I didn’t have morning breath. I wasn't convinced and ate mints between contractions.

I rested my eyes between pushes and sometimes talked. My way of dealing with the pressure wave was to just breath through it. Before the final few pushes, it was mostly peaceful and calm.

The baby started crowning and I reached down with my hand and felt the top of my baby's head. I remember saying, “wow it feels squishy” and everyone laughed.
To help prevent tears, the midwife placed warm washcloths on me and I was surprised to feel nothing. She also did some perineal massage, using baby shampoo. Todd helped by applying the shampoo to her gloves. That entire area was numb! With another strong pressure wave I pushed baby out. I felt a warm, slippery, wet, 7lb 8oz body pulled out of me and placed on my tummy. Grayson was wiggling around and screaming! Todd cut the cord after it stopped pulsing and Grayson scooted up my stomach, past my chest and started to latch onto my chin lol! I couldn't stop laughing, I felt amazing!
Nurses were all impressed and continued to tell me how great of a job I did. Shortly everyone left and Todd, Grayson and I were alone. For the next hour and half, I held Grayson skin-to-skin and nursed. We ordered a big breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon and toast while streaming music from my iPad. It was a really sweet moment in time. We spent one night at the hospital and went home the next day.

Todd and I are ecstatic on how well everything went. Grayson is an adorable sweet baby and is bringing us so much joy! We can't stop staring at him and loving every second of being his Momma and Daddy. :o)
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Bridget Amber was born on July 7th at 3:13 am, weighing 9lb 13oz, 20.5 inches long.  The birth was completely natural, intervention and medication-free, in a hospital with a CNM.  Bridget is my fourth baby, my first hypnobaby.

Here are some details.  At my first prenatal visit, at around week 10, the midwife informed me I would not be permitted to birth under water this time, due to my history of big babies.  Inside a felt like launching an arguement against this ban because I really like birthing in water and I felt like I've already proved myself with my last under water birth of a surprisingly heavy baby at 11lb 5oz.  "It went smoothly, so why the ban", I wanted to argue.  I decided it's way too early in this pregnancy to get vocal about how I wanted to birth.  So much could happen still before the birth that could sway the midwives decision.  I decided to hold my tongue.  But this "ban" is what made me interested in hypnosis.

Fast forward to weeks 35 and on.  I began having PW intense enough to really slow me down.  I was still working full-time and doubted that I'd be able to finish working through week 38 as I had planned.  The mornings were always when I felt normal, but after 3 or 4 pm, I struggled to keep appearing unaffected by the cramps, pinching down there, short breath, and general squeezing sensation.  At 38 weeks my cervix was 3.5 cm open and 50% thinned.  The result of these early and annoying PWs.  During this time I was totally useless at home in the evenings.  Trouble moving around to cook and bathe and put the three young ones to bed.  Finally I finished my last day of work and I could just wait.  I waited and waited, very much expected the baby to come any day.  This was my mindset every day for a week and a half.  My guess date was July 8th (but my midwives had it documented as June 29 based on early US).  These were some of the slowest days of my life.  I felt like I was living in limbo.  These are the days when artificial induction, something I'm strongly opposed to, becomes tempting.  But thanks to Hypnobabies I had confidence to just keep waiting.

During the waiting week-and-a-half, my PW established a pattern of coming on at 4:30pm, still random and just annoying.  Every day, though, they subsided while I slept and I felt normal again in the mornings.  Also during this time I had copious amounts of mucus discharge.  It didn't look like a mucus plug (brownish, old-looking mucus).  Also, toward the end of my waiting week-and-a-half, my stools were a lot looser than ever during pregnancy.  I took these as signs that I was getting ever closer.

Then one night I awoke at 12:38 to a PW that got my attention.  It was pretty powerful AND it didn't follow my regular pattern of subsiding after going to sleep.  I lay awake and felt two more after a half-an-hour.  At 1:10 am I woke my husband to say, "You need to go get a cab."  Then I called my midwife.  I felt like I had to defend my case for "now" being the time to go to the hospital.  What do I say, "I've had 3 PWs  in the last 1/2 hour?"  Most midwives would say go back to bed.

I reminded my midwife how fast my last two birthing times were (under an hour each) and how this activity was not my pattern.  She agreed to meet me there.  I then called our au pair, who lives in our basement, to tell her we're going to the hospital.  She'd be in charge of the kids in the morning when they woke-up.  I packed a bag and sat on my birthing ball while my husband lined up a cab.  We left the house at 1:45am.  I remember a PW hit while getting into the cab.  I had to pause for this to pass.  Another PW hit while at a red light on Michigan Ave.  Somehow, we hit all red lights going up Michigan Ave. through downtown Chicago in the middle of the night!  We get to the hospital... PW hits while getting out of the cab.  A hospital employee sees me and gets a wheelchair for me.  So nice of her since she was off and heading home.  We arrive to the hospital at about 2am.

In triage I sit and wait for the nurses to ready a triage room.  No other patients are around.  This is a busy downtown Chicago woman's hospital that delivers an average of 30 babies a day!  The nurse motions me into a room.  I have to stop to lean against the doorway through another PW.  The nurses are patient.  After giving a urine sample and changing into a gown, I get in bed and get an internal.  They're used to screening woman who 1/3 of the time get sent home because it's too early.  They declare me 7cm open and 100% effaced.  They role my bed toward the elevator to admit me to L&D.

A nurse asks me how I'd like to deliver.  Under water, I say.  She tells me the tub was recently used and there's no time to clean it.  Unfortunately I will not be getting a water birth.   I'm admitted at 2:15am.  In the L&D room, I at first sit in bed and chat with my widwife between waves.  Eventually I ask for a birthing ball.  I sit on the ball with my head rested on the elevated bed and a couple pillows.

Eventually I'm needed so much concentration for these PW, I've tuned out my environment.  Then I feel super hot.  I recognize this from my last birth.  I know I'm getting close.  The involuntary vocalizations start.  The "cave woman grunting."  "Lower the bed." I manage to say.  Now I climb into bed on my knees leaning forward on pillows propped over the elevated head of the bed.  This position is  close to the hands and knees position I had visualized birthing in.    In this position is where the vocalizations escalate and so does the intensity of the PWs.  I involuntarily push.  I'm totally concentrating on relaxing and following my body's urges.  During the pushing stage, my midwife asks for permission to break the bulging bag of water to avoid the mess of an explosion.  I agreed to it.  In a matter of minutes the baby is out.

She was born at 3:13am, only an hour after being admitted.  The baby's nurse asked permission for the eye ointment and the vit D shot.  I consented.  I liked how she asked first.  These treatments as well as other aspects of the baby's exam were done while I held her.  So nice to see these changes in the hospital treatment vs. separating baby and mom for these treatments and not even including mom in the decisions.  I'm also so pleased with my midwife for being so 'hands-off.'  She allowed me to do it my way and in my time.  I'd like to have the tub to deliver in, but since it wasn't available at the moment I needed it, I could handle that news since I'd been preparing for a dry birth from the start anyway.  If I wasn't prepared mentally, that would have made it harder to accept.

I benefited from the readings and the affirmations from Hypnobabies and the boost to my confidence the overall program gives.  I think the positive mental perspective alone are beneficial, since the physical feelings of PWs and birthing are so welcomed, nothing I couldn't deal with.  Never did I feel fear or panic as some describe, just empowered and a sense of marvel at the whole process.  The female body is a masterpiece!
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Saturday April 23rd after our 40W+ doctor's visit where we got to know her heart beat was strong, amniotic fluid ok, that she was still super low in my pelvis (as she had been for several weeks already) and that some braxton hicks were going on (though most times I wouldn't notice them), we had lunch in the neighborhood with an insurance lady to discuss Leona's future insurance plan. During lunch I suddenly noticed I was having noticeable PWs, and after timing them for half an hour they were consistently around 3-4 min apart. By this time I was done dessert, and mentioned to Judge that perhaps we should wrap things up and get going, just in case (shocked looks on both Judge and insurance lady's faces).

I got up to use the restroom - and the PWs slowed apart to about 6-7 min as they had been during the monitoring at the doctor's office. We decided to head back to the birthing center anyhow, as the doctor had asked us to go do a penicillin skin test (I was GBS positive and would need antibiotics during labor for the safety of Leona). [Turned out I was a bit allergic~ Never knew before]. And then we headed home.

There was no further birthing-time action that afternoon, evening, night, or next morning, so we decided to go mountain cruising. 'Just in case' we kicked into gear we did the cruising in the car (which, by the way, is not even a fraction as wonderful as scooter cruising - but still invigorating and refreshing to see all the lush greenness). During the drive home I felt some kicks towards the left-front of my stomach and I was worried she had moved further around (she had previously been left posterior forever, then the day before switched to right posterior).

We ended up going to bed a bit late - 12:30am (so technically April 25th), and I decided to do two hypnobabies tracks - two I had been doing regularly for a while: 'Baby come OUT' and 'Visualize your birth'. In the visualization track I always envisioned the birthing time to start at night, with a lot of dilating PWs going on during my sleep, and waking up around 5am or so and then us heading out around 6am, arriving at the birthing center at 6 or so cm dilated (but not having any internal exams done), would walk along the stone path with stone-wall waterfall and gazebo with Judge and when a PW occurred would 'slow dance' through it with him, after a while would head in and jump in the tub, and a total of 4 hours after arriving (so that the antibiotics could kick in) Leona would be born.

During the 'baby come OUT' track we are asked to feel that baby is ready to be born. During the previous couple weeks of doing the track I had never really felt this one fully, but that night I truly felt it.

So, at around 2am I finally went to sleep for reals. 3am I woke up because of PWs that were giving me discomfort in my back. After a couple of these that were not so far apart I decided to get up and go downstairs to track them on the computer. After about 45 min they were consistently about 7 min apart, and the intensity was strong all along. I texted my doula [BOP] "Pressure waves every 7 min or so, the kind I have to concentrate for. Powerful back cramping...kind of toe curling." [END BOP]. She called me a bit later and asked if we wanted to head up to the birthing center to beat morning traffic. I thought that sounded like a good idea, and woke Judge up.

We were in the car around 4:20 am, and the PWs got closer together (around 4-5 min apart) during the 40 min drive - where we got to enjoy the sky-lightening that comes with day-break.

When we arrived at the birth center around 5 am I was first monitored (flat on back with bands around belly). PWs were not as strong for most of them except one which felt like the ones I'd been having up until then - and that was off the chart (the chart only goes up to 100...). I also ended up having an internal exam as it was a choice between that and more frequent 'band' monitoring. Using Hypnobabies skills the internal wasn't uncomfortable at all. Pleasantly surprised. Also measured at 3 cm dilation - not the 6 I had visualized, but enough that they felt I was in my birthing time and let me check in.

Then a marathon of PWs started, where the majority of them were off-the-charters and other than powerful cramping in my back (not the sacrum area but rather in a band between the top of my hip-bones) I didn't feel any discomfort. The back cramping kind of immobilized me though, and instead of being able to walk around and change positions a lot I was on the birthing ball, with Angie (my doula) providing counter pressure on my back and Judge helping me with my hypnobabies' cues, and them switching places once in a while. Unfortunately I wasn't in a fully supported position so wasn't able to go into full relaxation, which I believe would have helped. In any event, without Angie, Judge and Hypnobabies I believe I would have quickly lost it.

After a couple of hours of these powerful PWs I felt like I wanted to get in the tub. The birthing center has a rule you have to be 4 cm dilated to get in, so we did another internal and I was sure I'd be at 6 cm by then. [BOP] But alas, I was still at 3! This is why internals can be bad...quite disheartening. [END BOP] A while later we did another one and I was finally at 4 cm, and so they took 10 min to sterilize the tub, and then we had to monitor Leona's heartbeat through PWs to ensure it didn't dip. Unfortunately it did dip a few times (though I'm not sure if it was because I moved or whatnot) and so there was no tub action for me. Instead Angie took out her TENS machine and hooked me up to that to help with the back-pressure.

At one point I threw up and when got back on the birth-ball had the shakes. Judge was super worried, and asked if this was normal, and I told him if we were lucky this was me going through transformation and things would get busy soon and baby girl would be born. Angie said she had been thinking the same thing. But alas, the nurse came in and we asked her to do an internal (I think we asked for one - a lot of things are fuzzy for me) and I was only at 5 cm. Hrm.

It went on like this for a long time. With just Angie and Judge and I as I had requested limited coming and goings and so the nurses would only come in to check Leona's heart-beat once in a while - sometimes hooked up kind, sometimes with a hand-held doppler. At one point my doctor came in to check on me, and we did an ultrasound and found that Leona had moved back to left posterior. Somehow this knowledge helped with the back cramping (shows a lot of it is in our heads~~) but didn't eliminate it.

Finally at one point when I was 7 cm dilated I decided to lay propped on the the bed as Angie said she thought I was far enough along that Leona wouldn't slip to anterior. This allowed me to finally use the 'release' cue and go fully and deeply into relaxation, hypnosis and hypnoanesthesia. It helped immensely with reducing the power of the back cramping that was still there - but I still needed Judge or Angie, as I needed one of my legs propped up as I had it bent in order to be in a better birthing position.

Throughout the birthing process I went through three 'transformations' - vomiting and the shakes - but didn't mind them as I knew they were helping me dilate.

Then, finally, I was in the last few cm of dilation. By this time it must have been around 7 pm or so. Having only had 1 hour sleep the night before, off the chart PWs for about 16 hours, no food, and most of my liquids coming up again, one can safely say I was exhausted. Judge no less so, as he had only eaten a small thing, and had stood by my side the whole time very worried about me - and Angie as exhausted as well as she had not left my side either. So I got into a self-supported position on the bed, Judge lay down on the couch, and Angie rested a bit while keeping a watchful eye on me, and Judge and I both napped. I actually woke up during most of the powerful PWs but was so peaceful that Angie thought I slept through them all.

When I got 'stuck' at 9.5 cm, I decided to have the nurse manually rupture my membranes to see if we could finish this journey up sooner rather than later. When the nurse came in to check my dilation, I think she must have touched the amniotic sack and intentionally or accidentally ruptured the membranes as she had said she was first going to just check, but in any event my waters finally broke. This may have been around 9 pm.
Up until this point I had had "Easy first stage" playing out loud almost the whole time. Both Angie and Judge got a bit hypnotized/sleepy because of it (the birthing room lighting was low and comfortable as well) ;P  Once I was at 10 cm I put on the pushing baby out track.

I had planned to just 'breath' Leona down and out, but I got powerful bearing down urges, and so - well, still breathed her down, but also pushed with my breaths, kneeling on the floor supporting myself on the bed and tub, using the positions I had learned helped relax the perinium and lower muscles the most (learned from the Pink Kit - quite interesting information in there!). There was no discomfort or pain, just a lot of effort.

For the bearing down two nurses joined my little team, and they would check her progress once in a while, as well as often check her heart-rate. When she had about 3 cm to go I got on the toilet to work through some PWs, and I felt her head with my fingers. I couldn't believe it was my little baby!

Finally it was time to call in my doctor for the catching of the bebe. I removed the gown as I felt it was just in the way, and found the best position was kneeling on the floor on both knees, supporting myself on the bed (so I was still as vertical as possible) [later Angie asked the doctor if she had assisted in this type of birthing position before - she had never]. I decided this had gone on long enough and it was time for Leona to come out, so I pushed both during the bearing down PWs and between them. My doctor tried to help a couple times (stretch my perinium or something) and I quickly told her 'no' and she thankfully backed off. Angie kept encouraging me with my progress ('silver dollar', egg sized - shown with fingers) but I was instead rather "what? that's it!?" :P

Finally I felt if I just pushed a few more times strongly she'd come out, so I did. There was a bit of stinging, but nothing terrible, and suddenly out she slipped. It was 11:01pm and she later measured at 3400g and 51cm long.

The nurses passed her through my legs so I could hold her, and then I was to climb back on the bed to birth the placenta. A nurse held Leona so I could climb up, but wasn't used to the umbilical cord still being uncut so I had to quickly remind her that Leona was still attached to me and couldn't move that far away from me! She then slowed her movement so I could catch up, and once I was on the bed Leona was placed on my chest.

The doctor then started to make like she was going to help with my placenta, so I reminded her that I wanted it to come out naturally. After Leona was suctioned more thoroughly she started the breast-crawl as I birthed the placenta.



Throughout the 20 hours of labor I have to admit there were a few times where I felt it was just taking too long. I was too exhausted. Not to a point I wanted to give up, but frustrated and perhaps on the verge of break-down.   I know Judge was worried and thinking I was in a lot of p**n sometimes as I would become a little stressed when I felt a PW starting, needing them to help me through it using the cues. Without them (and Hypnobabies) I know I would not have been able to handle it, but with them it was just strong, manageable discomfort.

So though the birth did not go exactly as planned - I consider it to have been the right birth for us.
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My wife asked me to write this so that more prospective fathers could look at Hypnobabies from a kindred point of view. I hope this helps in your decision-making process. You can contact me by leaving a comment on this post if you have any questions.

The Origin


My wife had our first son the standard way, lying in a hospital bed with an epidural, as expected. We'd attended and paid close attention during birthing class, and even memorized and rehearsed the breathing exercises. That was a fortunate decision on our part, as the epidural didn't work. Those breathing exercises provided the only slim relief during the very long process. Throw in a large regimen of pitocin, serious back labor, and many many hours of misery and you have our wonderful baby boy exiting his wrecked mother after 34 hours. Clearly, medicine was not the way forward. We decided to find a structured alternative to what was both expensive and miserably ineffective.

The Decision


My wife is a researcher tried and true, and after weighing all the options she could find, we came down to Bradley versus Hypnobabies. My mother had seven kids using Bradley, so we didn't doubt its efficacy. However, the schedule for the instruction programs available were probably the primary thing pushing us towards the latter, as my wife worked an odd schedule. How fortunate. Hypnobabies is designed based on clinically-developed therapeutic methods for people with allergies to anesthesia, and the program in general seem quite well presented and structured. So we ordered the packet.

The Preparations


The course was remarkably straightforward, with reading assignments for both mom and me. While I procrastinated both due to some skepticism and a lingering aversion to homework (what, I'm an Engineer, I've done my time), it really was a quick read. We slowly worked hypnosis rehearsals into her daily schedule and also before bed for both of us. We learned that even if you don't hypnotize yourself like me, lying in bed with the CDs playing knocked me right out. Do figure out how to play the tracks singly, otherwise you'll be waking up every thirty minutes. Over time I really began to appreciate the calming effects it was having on my wife, both in general and when I read the scripts for her. She even tried to hypnotize me and several other family members. I'm glad that it worked better on her than others, but I kept my faith in her.

The Version


Our daughter decided that she wasn't about to turn head down in the last month before birth, and we decided that she was wrong. The obstetrician recommended an "external version" in which he would basically crank on that belly until baby flipped, a procedure normally done with an epidural due to the significant pain involved. The very experienced and skilled doctor was skeptical of this hypnosis mumbo-jumbo, but recognized that an epidural was just a waste of good drugs and tubing on my wife. He brought all the student nurses he could find so that they could see both this somewhat rare procedure and whether Hypnobabies was worth its weight.

  1.   This procedure was ridiculous to watch and left my wife with one very beaten-up belly

  2.   She was perfectly calm and comfortable the whole time

  3.   The medical staff was dumbfounded. I'm not exaggerating. Our doctor was sold on Hypnobabies.


The Baby


Our daughter came on her own time, which was clearly foreshadowing, but regardless we spent the first nine hours of birthing waves at home, doing a lot of walking. Since my wife is very short-waisted, I would apply pressure to the top of her tailbone/hips if the intensity was significant. Learn how to do this.

Once the timing got down to below five minutes, we headed to the hospital so that we could walk around some more for three hours waiting for a room with a tub. The ONLY time there was any pain is when the hospital insisted that she lie on her back for fetal monitoring. Learn how to say "no" to this, make them do it in a comfortable position for MOM, not the tech.

I held a briefing for the staff that was to be assigned to us, describing our comfort management plan. "Oh, she's the hypnosis lady... I heard about her!" That was nice to hear.

Once in the room we spent a while on the birthing ball, about 90 minutes in the tub, and then the OB showed up for a pelvic. To our surprise, it was time to push!

20 minutes or so later, the water finally broke and out came baby with a lot of noise from mom's super-omming but again, no pain. Again, a very impressed medical staff and a healthy baby after a mere 16 hours of basically completely comfortable labor.

The Recovery


What recovery? My wife was up moving about on her own, packing up to move to an overnight room within 30 minutes. She had basically no ill effects that a few ibuprofen couldn't handle. Bring your own, as it is far cheaper.

Lessons Learned



  1. There is no reason to be skeptical or daunted. This program is very straightforward but genuinely rooted in sound practice.

  2. Be a man and take charge of the room. Mom has her business, everything else needs to revolve around her plan, and that's your job. Keep the negativity out of the room, keep the noise out of the room, keep the lights low.

  3. Eat ahead of time. Mom can do the same. The only reason they push that fasting nonsense is in preparation for general anesthesia during surgery, and even that is a ridiculously small risk. But seriously: eat.

  4. Learn about back-labor relief if your wife is short waisted. Do it.

  5. Really learn and memorize your cues for her. Let everyone know that they don't need to assume that she's in pain, because she'll tell you if she is. Noise does not equal pain.

  6. Bring your own ibuprofen.

  7. Have some way of playing the birthing day tracks on hand... speakers are good but an iPod in a ziploc baggie is as well.

  8. Be prepared to be amazed.

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Here is a great birth story, where mom shares how Hypnobabies and her hypno-doula helped her achieve a wonderful birth.

On the day I went into labor, I was so surprised at how well Hypnobabies worked for me. I didn’t even believe I was in labor because my birthing waves felt so wonderful and amazing. Nothing like I remembered feeling 14 years ago with my first.

Click here to read the rest.
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My husband and I decided to try Hypnobabies because I had two tramatic births previously. We started the classes and I wasn't sure if it would work for me. My first birth was terrible and during my second my blood pressure dropped which almost caused an emergency c-section. Very unstable to say the least.

After we finished the classes and we started the 'maintenence' portion of the program, I didn't have much time to do the hypnosis with two kids and home schooling. I did listen to the cd's every night and while napping.

My birthing time started around 4:30 on a Saturday evening. By 6:00 I was soaking in a hot tub, feeling very relaxed and secure. I kept listening to Early First Stage the whole time. I never got tired of it. I found the most comfortable postition was to be on all fours rocking back and forth. I never experienced pain, only pressure. It was wonderful to be at home for all of this.

We left for the hospital around 7:30. I had to go to Triage first and be checked. The midwife wasn't available for about an hour! When she finally made it in to check me, she said she didn't want to disturb me because I looked to relaxed and focused. Of course, she did and I was dilated to 9.

Cage was born within 15 minutes of her checking me. They took me straight to delivery and I started moving him out. It took a total of 8 minutes! He weighed 8lbs 5ozs and was 21 inches long. My husband was right there the whole time protecting me and our special place. We also had a Hypnobabies doula that was awesome.

This way far the best birthing experience I have ever had!!

Wishing you mothers to be all the best! Melanie

written and shared with permission from a mom from the Hypnobabies Yahoo Group.
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I wanted to thank you sincerely for such a wonderful site and offer my Hypnobabies story. I love hearing birth stories but once I started my Hypnobabies self study course, I found myself steering clear of all birth stories.  I was worried I would hear something negative and my bubble of peace wouldn't do it's job.  I came across your website when I was about 30 weeks pregnant and it was a breath of fresh air.  I needed to hear those positive and beautiful stories.  Thank you for sharing them!

If you are still collecting stories for your website, here is mine.  It was not an entirely painfree childbirth but it was very close to it.  This was my 2nd birth and my first hypnobaby.  With my first child, I was in labor for close to 11 hours and it was not a very good experience (except for the beautiful outcome - my son!).  My birthing time with this birth was the complete opposite.

I woke up on my due date about 2:30 in the morning and just didn't feel right. My stomach hurt and I was uncomfortable so I got up and started walking around my living room a bit. I realized I was having pressure waves and they weren't very consistent but I could really feel them. About 3, I decided to get together my things and take a shower before I woke up my husband.   When I woke him up at 3:30, he wanted to know how far apart my ctx were and I had no idea. He started timing them for me while playing in an online poker tournament. I would say, 'write down the time' when I felt one start. And he'd write it down and go back to his game. (BTW, he finished 7th in the tournament. lol)I walked around my living room and when I would feel a pressure wave, I would kneel over my birthing ball and rock back and forth, concentrating my mental anesthesia where I needed it. At 4, my husband told me my pressure waves were really inconsistent. I said, I'd rather them be inconsistent here than at the hospital! I decided to listen to my Easy First Stage cd from Hypnobabies to regulate them.

I flipped my light switch to the center and continued leaning over my birthing ball.  I would say to myself, open open open and I really could feel my cervix opening. At 4:30 when my pressure waves were consistently 4 min apart, I had my husband call his mom to come watch our son. He said Why? I said because I don't wanna have this baby here! I was kind of hungry and trying to listen to my body so I ate a couple bites of toast. Not as delicious as I had hoped. His mom got there about 5:15 and my pressure waves were 2 min apart at that point. I was ready to go!

We left for the hospital and I put on my birthing day affirmations cd. It was relaxing and positive but being in the car for 20 min was tough. I just closed my eyes and focused on the cd.  My husband actually asked me if I was still having contractions! He then went by mcd's but they were closed so we stopped for a few minutes at the gas station while he bought a paper, donuts, and a breakfast sandwich.

We arrived at the hospital at 6:00. I walked in and they said yes? I said yeh I'm in labor. They got me back into a triage room  and the tech guy was getting me hooked up to the ctx and fetal monitor. I was getting really pissy about having to lay down. My husband was just bsing with the guy while they tried to get the monitor in the right spot. The baby was freaking out about the monitor being on her and all of a sudden she kicked REAL hard and then I heard POP! And my water broke everywhere.

I said "oooh. My water broke"...And that was the end of my pleasantness! I don't know if I suddenly lost my focus or what but my pws went from being completely manageable to being very intense. I started to feel really pushy and they wanted me to lift up to put a pad under my butt. NO! They wanted me to lay on my back to be checked. NO! I started to puke up my couple bites of toast, yum.

The nurse agreed to check me on my side while I was still in triage and I was complete and +2. No wonder I was feeling pushy! They rolled me down the hall to a delivery room and asked me to move beds. I said NO once again. But I had to....so I finally just sucked it up and moved. Right away the dr came in and they set everything up for delivery.

The dr insisted that I push the traditional way and I was trying to tell him no, my dr had said it was ok to push how I wanted but he didn't care and I just wanted the baby out. I used the Hypnobabies suggestion and 'talked' to my baby, assuring her that we could do this and that she was just fine.  Out loud, I was saying "I can do this I can do this I can do this." So I put my legs in the stirrups and they said push when you feel like it. I used the Ah technique suggested by Hypnobabies and it was incredibly effective!

3 pressure waves later at 6:57am, Nora Christine was born. She weight 8lb 3oz and was 21 inches long.


The nurses and my husband were astonished!  The nurses kept telling me, you make this look so easy.  My husband is a bit ornery so he wasn't quite as vocal about his surprise at the ease of my birthing time.  He did tell me he was disappointed he hadn't gotten to read the paper!  He had misjudged how my birthing time was progressing because he expected it to be similar to my first child's birth.

In addition to having such a wonderful birth experience, I fully credit Hypnobabies for the length of my birthing time and the timing itself.  I had used imagery to picture my birthing time from beginning to end during my last few weeks.  In my mind, my husband would be home (he often works out of town), I would comfortably "labor" at home, arrive at the hospital at least 8cm dilated, and have my baby within 4 and a half hours from my first pressure wave.

The mind is an incredible thing!  And Hypnobabies truly works.  Once my children are older, I'm very interested in becoming a hypnodoula myself.  In the mean time, I just want to share my story and let women know that childbirth does not need to be a terrifying and painful event.

You are certainly welcome to share my birth story if you so choose.  Otherwise, thank you again for you website.  I hope other women find it as positive and inspiring as I did.

Lauren
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In my Hypnobabies study, I visualized going into labor on a Friday, at 38 weeks plus 5 days.  With both of my previous non-induced births, I went into labor on a Friday, so my mind naturally went to the same day of the week.  Then, a few weeks out from that date, I mentally set a goal to make it through 1/23 before going into labor.

  • I needed to finish up a major project at work that week

  • I had a three hour spa appointment (a Christmas gift from my employees) scheduled for that morning

  • My husband and I planned to take our twelve year old daughter out to a nice dinner that night.

  • I literally told myself that I had permission to have the baby after dinner on Friday night.

  • I even put the date of 1/24 on the birth announcements that I mocked up a few weeks before.


The mind is a very powerful thing, so 1/23 is when our birth story began…

On Friday morning, 1/23, I started my massage at 10 AM.  It was a wonderful time to relax and contemplate that we would soon bring our fourth child into the world.  The massage was followed by a facial, a spa lunch, a pedicure and a manicure.  It was blissful!  I came home and took a nap around 4 PM.  During the hour long nap, I was woken up by a few waves of pressure in my back.  I had experienced many rounds of “false” labor prior to this time, so I mentioned it to my husband, but wrote it off.

While getting ready for dinner, I felt several more waves, but nothing consistent.  We went out to a lovely dinner with our oldest daughter at a fondue restaurant.  This was an important time for us to spend with her to celebrate some incredible decisions that she is making in her life.  We all joked about the pressure waves that were coming every 7 to 9 minutes.  When I felt a wave coming, I would put some meat in the fondue pot, turn my switch to off, and rest my head on my hands.  When I turned back to center, my meat was done!

On the way home, we called my hypnodoula to let her know that we might be in early labor.  I actually started getting excited!  I got the birthing ball out, set up my laptop to contractionmaster.com, covered up in a blanket and set out to start timing things “officially”.  At 11 PM, the contractions stopped completely!  I couldn’t believe it!  I was fooled again!  I called my doula to let her know that things had stopped and that I was going to bed.

I drifted off to sleep, but was awoken with pressure waves again at 5 AM.  The waves were very random ranging from 5 to 12 minutes apart.  I lay in bed timing contractions and trying to get some work done on my laptop until 9 AM.  At that point, I figured that if a pattern wasn’t organizing itself, that it was probably false labor - AGAIN!  I made a joke about it to my husband and started my day.

I decided to stay home from work because – even if it was false labor – I was mentally frustrated and would probably be a distraction to my coworkers.  I called my doula around 11 AM because I was very frustrated.  The waves wouldn’t go away, but yet, they wouldn’t get closer together either!

  • She told me to make a conscious decision that this was my early birthing time and to start listening to my birth day affirmations.

  • She recommended that I release the fear that the waves may stop again.

  • Finally, she recommended that I stop frustrating myself by timing the waves and just trust that my body would know if they were getting closer together and getting more intense.


All of that advice allowed me to relax and at that point, I turned on the Birth Day Affirmations, turned to center and started nesting.

That bath felt so good and was so peaceful!  I turned on the jets and leaned on the side letting the water hit my belly during the waves.  I was enjoying being totally quiet and totally by myself.  About ten minutes into the affirmations, I realized that I had already had three or four waves!  I decided to time a few on contractionmaster.com.  I had the laptop on the floor right out of the tub, so when a wave would come, I would lean over the side of the tub, press the space bar, and turn off.  The waves were coming 2 ½ minutes apart and were lasting 90 seconds.  I was still so calm, relaxed and comfortable that I had a hard time believing that they were that close.  I didn’t want to get out of the tub… REALLY didn’t want to get out!

But, I knew that if I didn’t, we could end up in trouble.  I didn’t think that I was in transition, but I knew that if I hit transition, we might not make it to the hospital since in my last birthing time, I progressed from 5 cm. to delivered in 20 minutes.  I hauled myself out of the tub, got dressed and went to wake up my husband.  Upon telling him how close the contractions were, he hurriedly loaded up the car!

We took off for the hospital, but had to turn back about 5 minutes into the trip since we forgot to leave our car keys with my mother in law!  I was joking with my husband that it seemed like the waves were spacing out and would probably stop before we got there. I put on my makeup in the visor mirror and just turned to off for my waves.  I was still very comfortable and assumed that if this was my real birthing time, I was probably at 4 or 5 cm.  When we got to the hospital at around 5:45 PM, my husband dropped me off at L&D.  I walked in and waited for him at the elevator.  I realized things had picked up when I had three waves just waiting for him to walk in from the car.

When we checked in at L&D, I was still answering questions, walking on my own, and turning to off when I had a wave.  I didn’t even need to lean on my husband.  I just stood in a wide stance, dropped my head, closed my eyes and swayed.  The nurse took us to triage, but after watching me turn off a couple times, she said that we were going straight to a room.

I got on the gown, and gave her a urine sample.  Thank goodness my hypnodoula arrived at that time!  I was having more trouble turning off while they were putting the heplock in and strapping on the monitors to establish a baseline.  She was great at reminding me to release and saying scripts to me to help me go deeper.  The nurse checked me once the monitors were in place and to everyone's surprise, I was 8 cm!!!  Wow!  Walking, talking, calm and collected at 8 cm!  I love Hypnobabies!!!

My doctor came in about that time.  I asked if he would let me get into the jacuzzi tub.  He laughed and said that he didn't think so, since I was already at an 8.  I begged him, so he agreed if he could check me first.  He found that I was completely dilated, so the jacuzzi was definitely not an option!!!  I was instinctively moaning through my waves at that point.  My doula was encouraging me to "breathe the baby down" pushing as I felt the need.  We did that for a few minutes and then I had the urge to turn on my side.  She held my top leg up to open up my pelvis, while my husband held my hands.  I got a strong urge to push, and my water broke spraying three to four feet across the room!  That relieved a lot of the pressure for a few minutes.

I could then feel Jillian's head move down.  Honestly, that was the only time that I felt any fear or trepidation.  I was scared that pushing would hurt so I tensed up which made the pressure more intense.  My husband, my doula and my doctor all encouraged me to slow down, relax my bottom and breathe.  It was hard to relax, but I focused very hard, gathered myself and gave a couple huge pushes.  I think I sounded like a momma lion during those pushes!  That was all it took!  Jillian came sliding out at 6:47 PM - less than one hour after arriving at the hospital!

Jillian was pink, alert and nursed immediately for over 45 minutes.  Her apgar scores were 9 and 9.  She was more alert than my first three, because she was completely unmedicated and because it was such a peaceful birth!

After the doctor checked me out, he found that I didn't tear at all, even though I had scar tissue from two previous episiotomies and a previous tear!  All it took was delivering on my side instead of on my back and my ob using olive oil and perineal support as Jillian crowned!  Because Jillian was able to nurse so well immediately following birth, my ob was able to skip the pitocin shot – my uterus was already contracting very well on its own.  All said… my only medical intervention was a heplock which we agreed to.  That’s not bad for a hospital birth with an ob!

In summary, this was one of the most beautiful experiences of my life! It was not scary, painful or out of control.  I was able to have my 8 year old son and 12 year old daughter present for the birth, and was able to give them the wonderful gift of watching a peaceful, comfortable birth, which is something they will remember for the rest of their lives.  I was also able to give Jillian the gift of an unmedicated start to life!  It was everything that I hoped for!  Thank you Hypnobabies!!!

Jennifer
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Hi all, well my bubba was born on Monday morning (20 September) at 7.11am, weighing 9lb 7oz and 54cm long.  It was after a very intense 3 hours but an experience that I am appreciating more and more each day as I reflect upon and process my feelings.



Owain (pronounced 'owen') is our 3rd baby but first Hypnobabies birth.  I prepared for my second birth using hypnobirthing.  We now have 3 beautiful boys.



The birth:
I was past 41 weeks and beginning to worry that (for the first time) I would be faced with the decision of whether or not to accept an induction at 42 weeks.  Nothing seemed to be happening.  I tried to relax and trust that my baby knew exactly when to come.  On Sunday (after eating a VERY hot Indian meal for dinner on Saturday), we thought things had started in the morning when I felt a bit 'off' and the braxton hicks seemed a bit stronger than usual.  So we stayed home from church (which was great because I was not looking forward to all the comments about how 'overdue' baby was!) and waited.  And waited...and waited...nothing.  It completely fizzled out.  But I had hope that this was a signal that my body was preparing.  I went to bed hoping that I would have a baby the next morning after a decent night's sleep.



At 3.30am I woke to go to the bathroom but soon realised that I would have some trouble going back to sleep.  I lay in bed timing the pressure waves to see if they had a pattern.  They were about 5 mins apart but did not seem very long at all.  I felt a little discomfort during the peak of each one but was able to stay completely relaxed.  By 4am though I didn't want to be doing this on my own and I didn't want to be lying down.  I woke up hubby and told him I think things had started.  He sleepily said "that's nice dear" and almost went back to sleep!! lol



Anyway, I stayed on the birth ball for a little bit while my husband woke up properly then took the CD player into the bathroom to begin relaxing in the bath.  We messaged my sister (4.17am) to be ready to pick up our 2 boys soon.  At 4.37am we messaged my midwife that my birthing time had started and continued with my hypnosis and relaxation while listening to the birthing day CD.  I breathed through each pressure wave with my eyes closed in centre-switch and repeating the mantra "open, open, open".  At first there didn't seem to be much of a pattern with the pressure waves but timing was difficult because I was having trouble determining when a pressure wave started and finished.  There were definite peaks where I felt discomfort but I felt my tummy tightening a lot (without any discomfort) and wasn't sure if that was part of the pressure wave or not.  The discomfort I felt in the peaks, I imagined was my cervix stretching open quickly and easily and welcomed the sensation.

At 5.37am my husband thought that we were about 2/2.5 mins apart and messaged my midwife to tell her.  She called back and I said I wanted to come in asap.  The pressure waves were definitely starting to become overwhelming and, for me, that is the sign that I needed her.  We began preparations to leave (I had a list of everything that needed to go in the car, e.g. hospital bag, towels in case my waters released in the car, apple to snack on etc.).  While my husband was attending to that, I called my sister into the bathroom to help me through the pressure waves and told her to tell me to "open".  This visualisation/affirmation was very effective in my second birth (6 hours) and I was pretty determined to "open" quickly this time as well.  At some point before we got in the car, I did start feeling the need to vocalise a little during the pressure waves as they were feeling more intense but I tried to stay loose and limp by blowing raspberries (see "Sphincter Law" from Ina May's Guide to Childbirth).  By 6am we were in the car and on our way.  The ride in the car didn't seem too bad and I wondered if my body knew to slow down just for those 10 minutes.  I think I only had 1 or 2 pressure waves and I was able to stay relaxed, quiet and limp.



During the car trip I expressed to my husband that I was scared I wasn't as far along as I thought.  I felt that it was important for me to express my fear as a way of releasing it.  I told him that I wanted him to keep reminding me that it would be over soon and we would meet our baby.  I said that he should tell me that even if we find out I am only 4cm, because it was still possible that I could fully dilate within an hour or less (I have attended a birth where this happened and have read of such instances in birth stories also).  We met the midwife in the car park and I was so glad to see her I nearly cried!  I hugged her and told her my fear as well.  Just at that moment a pressure wave came and I felt the urge to push!  My midwife gently laughed and said that she didn't think my fear would be a problem.  My husband and midwife had to support me (under each arm) while walking to the birthing suite (it's a long walk at the other side of the hospital!!) because I was really zoning out now with each pressure wave.  I was groaning and grunting/pushing too.  I was very focused and in my own little world.



Once in the birthing room things continued to intensify.  I was feeling very overwhelmed by the sensations and vocalised to release tension/energy but I was sure to keep my noises low to stay loose and limp.  My visualisation of a calm, quiet birth had gone out the window but I was still very focused and dealing with the sensations instinctually.  I felt inside myself hoping to feel a head.  I was pretty sure I could feel the head, but there was something else there that felt smooth and hard (the head has a squishy feeling).  I thought it might be a lip of cervix.  I asked my midwife to confirm that the head was definitely there.  She said it was the head and that there was a lip of cervix there too and that was what was slowing things down a little.  "I knew it" I thought.  Damn.  I went through a couple more pressure waves and then asked if she could do something about the lip (I had read birth stories where the midwife pulled it out of the way - it sounded uncomfortable, but not as uncomfortable as it was pushing against cervix!).  She said she could but I would need to move over to the mat (I was in the bathroom where hubby was showering my back to relieve the discomfort in my back).  I thought, "ok,...I can do that..." I started thinking about how I could crawl to the mat but soon realised that I did not want to move.  I focused on relaxing more during the next pressure wave and imagined the cervix melting away.  Then I reached inside, it had thinned some and I gently pulled at it and felt it slip away to the side.






Anyway, I had told myself (in my head) that once the lip was gone, this baby was going to come FAST (in fact, I had resolved in my mind that this baby was going to come out in one go even if the midwife had to pull it out!  The sensations were so intense that I was determined that the baby's head and shoulders would be born in the same pressure wave).  So once the lip was gone I really focused on pushing. I matched the intensity of the sensations with my grunting/pushing and just followed my body.


[Following my body was not something I thought about though, I just did it.  It was very instinctual.  It was very primitive.  Rationale and reason did not exist.  Nothing existed in that moment except for the task of bringing my baby into the world.  At some point I did manage to say "camera!" to remind my midwife to take photos.  It was not a demand, nor was it a request, it just "was".  Societal rules of "politeness" do not exist in this state.  In hindsight, it's an incredible state of mind to be in.]



So I ended up on my hands and knees pushing and visualising my baby shooting out of my butt like a canon-ball (that's where it felt like it was coming from)!!  I was so focused on birthing the head that I didn't realise that no one was behind me to catch the baby!  Just as the head was emerging, I called out "head! head!!" and my midwife rushed around to the baby.  I continued to follow my body's pushing urges and heard my midwife call to my husband (our birth plan was that he catch the baby).  I was just focused on pushing and then I felt that amazing release as the shoulders emerged and the baby shot out of me!  My husband got around to the back just in time to take over from the midwife and catch our son.  Instantly, I was turning around and my husband was handing our son to me.  It was a magical moment.



Owain let a short cry out just as he was being born and then he peacefully snuggled against my chest.  His cord was not clamped until it stopped pulsing.  I birthed the placenta around the same time and it was intact and healthy.  On inspection, we realised that Owain had lots of vernix on him and it was quite thick in some places.  So all that worry about him being overdue was unnecessary.  My ultrasound dates were probably about a week out.  He came when he indeed was ready.

Reflections:

At first, I felt that I had not implemented my Hypnobabies tools very well because I found the experience quite overwhelming and intense.  I was quite distracted during my pregnancy with study and did not really get into the hypnosis practice until the last couple of weeks.

However, I have realised that whilst I may not have been in a deep and calm/quiet hypnotic state I was still using my tools to help me in the way I needed for this birth. I was very focused throughout and used visualisation, my lightswitch (in the first half of the birth), breathing, affirmations (particularly 'open') and the cue words 'release' and 'relax'.  All of those tools, I practiced with Hypnobabies.  So I guess it did help immensely.  I particularly think that Hypnobabies helped me to listen to my body, focus deeply, and face the challenges of my birth instinctually (i.e. the intensity of a fast birth and the lip of cervix).  I had intentionally visualised a fast birth (2-4 hours) without realising that this could mean an intensity that I had not before experienced.  Next time, I still would like a fast birth, but with more mental preparation to feel calm and positive during the birth.

Thank you Hypnobabies, I had a wonderfully empowering birth experience!

If you've made it to the end, I hope something I have shared will help and empower you on your hypno-journey!

Love Christa :)


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I'm proud to say that our daughter Phoebe Marie came into the world on labor day at 9:07AM weighing 7lbs9oz. I had been feeling like the time was coming most of the day on Sunday. I had random PW's all day but nothing consistent. I went to bed that evening and woke around 3AM with waves coming every 15 min or so. They weren't very strong so I listened to my easy first stage and tried to sleep. Finally around 6AM they were stronger but not really a great deal closer, but I knew this was it. I called my parents to come stay with my boys because they are 45min away and our hospital was 45 min away also. They arrived around 7AM. I was able to say goodbye to my three boys who had just woken up and we were on our way. While waiting for them, things seemed to almost stop so I thought I  hope I am right about this.

I listened to my tracks on the way and got in a really focused position. The waves came every 5-10min but I was doing ok with them. When we got to the hospital the nurses were like "are you in labor" and I was like yes. When I got to the room in L and D I told them I wanted to be checked, but not admitted if I wasn't far along. Well I was 5cm and 90% effaced so I was thrilled that I was doing so well and so far along. This was around 8AM. We decided to stay, but I had to be monitored for about 20min. This was probably the worst time especially towards the end because I couldn't really move much. My doula arrived about 30min later and I was losing focus some. She helped me to get back and I was able to flip over on the bed and rest my arms up on the top of the bed. This seemed to help. I wanted to get in the tub so I was checked again and was 8cm! I was able to get in the tub (it is a small therapy type, not for birth) and was on my knees with my head on my arms on the side of the tub. This helped some, but things were starting to heat up. After about three more waves, I felt pushy, then the next wave I had to push so I had to get out of the tub.

I managed to walk to the bed where I leaned over for the next wave and said I'm going to have a bowel movement and they were like ok whatever. The next thing I knew my water broke in a huge gush. I climbed on the bed on all fours and pushed on the next wave and her head came out. I pushed once more and the rest of her was out. I didn't have a tear or mark.

It was such a beautiful surreal experience. They handed me her through my legs and I rolled over and just looked at her and couldn't believe I had done it. I was so happy and proud. My body knew just what to do.

Overall, Hypnobabies allowed me to stay in controlPh and focus pretty much to the end. There were some definite intense parts, but I think the Hypnobabies allowed it to go really quickly and for me to relax through it. It was well worth it and was such a wonderful experience.
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I was 39 weeks and 1 day on Christmas Eve and had been having Braxton Hicks contractions on and off for the past few weeks, but on Christmas Eve they started up in the morning and kept up inconsistently all day long. I was even timing the contractions while we were sitting in Christmas Eve church service. Then after church we went and walked around and looked at lights and the contractions kept coming.

 

David and I were contemplating whether we tell James that Santa is coming the next day or not as we were really wanting to be there with him when he came down and saw all his presents. We decided to just go for it and he went to bed all excited to see what Santa would bring him in the morning. We went to work and set up all his toys around the tree and then headed off to bed.

Right as we are getting ready for bed, the pressure waves (what Hypnobabies, the childbirth hypnosis program I used, calls contractions) started up stronger. Then they started becoming consistent so I started listening to my Hypnobabies Easy 1st stage track and using all the techniques I had learned. I was pleading with Kylie to stay in until James woke up!

I tried going to sleep but the pressure waves were too strong and I needed to focus on my Hypnobabies techniques and just ride the waves through. I had moments where I would start to panic and feel fear but then I would just use my light switch and turn it off and use my 'peace' and 'relax' cues and tell myself that I can do this and I'd make it through.

David was awesome and stayed up with me and helped me with the relax cue...putting his hand on my shoulder made a huge difference and helped me stay relaxed and calm. At around 1:30 am they were around 8-12 minutes apart and so we decided to call my doula...she had told me from the get go that she takes Xmas off so that was another concern - that I wouldn't have her there at the birthing either! She had a back up but I didn't know her. She told me to call her when I thought it was time and she'd contact the back up, so that's what we did. She just said keep going and to call and give her updates throughout the night.

Long story short, at 4 am they were definitely strong and about 7 min apart but then we heard James start singing "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" in his bed and we were so happy that he was awake so we got him up and we went down and had our family Christmas - while I lay on the couch and used my cues and breathing to ride out each pressure wave.

They got to 6 min apart and we called our doula who said we could either go now or wait until they were 4 min apart...I wanted to have an all natural, intervention free birth so I didn't want to go to the hospital too soon so we decided to wait a few minutes...then my mother in law got there to take over and watch my son and then I started feeling very cold and had the shakes and I realized I was in transition so David called the doula and she said to go now.

 

She said she was going to meet us there, that the back up doula wasn't on until noon! I was very happy. So we get in the car and there's a terrible fog and barely any visibility...luckily we live only 10 min from the hospital, just 2 exits up the freeway.

 

During this time I also started feeling lots of pressure in my bottom like I had to go to the bathroom...We got wheeled up to l&d, checked in at 6:04, went into triage, and were standing there maybe 2 min when I feel a pop and wetness and I realized my water broke, then I had HUGE pressure in my bottom and we yelled to the nurses that I needed to go NOW! So they took me to a room and I peeled off my clothes and got in the bed. We were very lucky to get a nurse who knew something of hypnobirthing and was very respectful and helpful with our wishes. We didn't even have time to go over our birth plan at all, we just told them we'll make our wishes known as we go along.

 

The nurse, Cammy, made sure the other nurses weren't all coming in and turning on lights and she got me the squatting bar for the bed.  Cammy checked me and said I was complete - 10cm! The on-call doc came in and she told him I wanted to do 'mother-directed pushing' and not be coached and it may be a few minutes so to come back...at this time I am panicking a little and really wanting my doula there to help guide and direct me. As it turns out she was trying her hardest to get there, but she lived further and the fog was terrible!

 

I started allowing some fear in and I told David to get my phone with my Hypnobabies 'pushing baby out' track to try to help me to refocus. I couldn't listen to it and listen to the nurses at the same time and was getting a little frustrated because I just didn't really know what to do...I did know that I wanted to try to squat to birth to avoid a tear and to make it as easy as possible; then my body completely took over and I sat up and yelled "SHE'S COMING" and sure enough my body involuntarily pushed her head out in one push...The doctor ran in and the told me to lie back and to push out her body and I pushed so hard and out she came at 6:11am.

 

She was gorgeous and amazing and they put her right on me (their hospital policy is to allow skin to skin contact for at least an hour after birth) and we just savored the moment and enjoyed our precious Christmas miracle. My doula got there in time to help me relax through getting stitched up after a 2nd degree tear.  Soon after I tried breastfeeding and she did pretty well... Then they took her and weighed her and did all the normal newborn stuff. She weighed in at 8lbs 8oz and was 19 1/2 in long. Breastfeeding was tough the first few days... but it has gotten a lot better and we are getting the hang of it and now I'm really enjoying the bonding...I didn't get to breastfeed my son so I'm really enjoying this experience.

She's a sweet heart and I'm just loving being a mommy to 2!!
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I have to say for a pitocin induction and not having the time to really practice this time (this is my second hypnobaby) I had a pretty decent birthing time.  There are a few point you may want to use a BOP, but for me it was just how my labor decided to progress.  I do have to credit all of my nurses for helping me have a natural childbirth that could of easily taken a different course without them.



I had been having problems during this pregnancy with swelling of the face, hands, and feet and towards the end started having higher blood pressure so we decided to schedule an induction for 41 weeks.  I was scheduled to go in Monday night for cervidel and start pitocin on Tuesday morning.  I get to the hospital Monday evening, after stopping for a bite to eat, and after several attempts finally got an IV started and got all of the paperwork done.  I was going to have a hep lock, but decided that it would be better to have an IV that way we knew that the line would stay open or we would know if it stopped working.



At my last appointment, a week before, I hadn't had any cervical changes and the head wasn't engaged when they checked be before starting the cervidel we found out I was 3cm and 50% and she could feel the head.  So they call my doctor to find out what to do.  He told time to just let me rest for the night and we would start the pit in the morning.  So they ordered me up a supper tray, with a snack for later, and then I did a few laps around the floor to see if we could encourage things to progress.  Didn't really change anything, but it was worth a try.



Then next morning we start the pit on the lowest dose and only bumped it up every 30 minutes.  The nurses weren't really supposed to let me off the monitors while the pit was going, but they would let me walk as long as I would be monitored every once in a while.  So I would be monitored for about 10 or 15 minutes for every increase to make sure that we was tolerating the increase and then I would walk the halls.  While I was monitored I could stand by the bed or sit up, but I didn't have to lay down.  At this point I didn't feel any contractions as long as I was laying flat, sitting straight up, or walking, but I couldn't sit in a semi-reclined position.  So a few hours later I get checked and there is a little progress, but not much and they can't feel the head anymore.  So more walking and still slowing increasing the pit.



Everything was fine until we hit level 13 on the pit, which was increase number 7, at that point we started losing the heartbeat during contractions.  Everybody stayed calm and we just shifted gears a little bit.  We just figured that the cord was getting squished a little, and that she had the cord wrapped.  They had me lay down on my side with oxygen going to see if that would help, and we still were having trouble with the heartbeat.  So they turned off the pit completely and let my body recover for a while.



At that point my doctor came and tried to break my water and get the pit started back up again.  Well, we didn't get my water broke after a few attempts but we started the pit again with increases every 15 minutes this time.  I didn't get to be off of the monitors this time because of what happened last time, but I could stand or sit or whatever I wanted to do.  My doc came back a couple of hours later and finally got my water to break with a bit of effort.



At this point I don't really remember much because I put in my mp3 player and fell asleep for the next hour.  I guess they still came in and turned up the pit because I sort of remember Kent talking to the nurses and I remember the contractions getting stronger, but still not much pain.  Kent says that I was relaxed enough that I started snoring and he got bored and watched two game shows on TV.  He would still pay enough attention to help me relax through the contractions if he could tell I was tensing up.



After I woke up I lost control a bit, but I was in transition.  When the nurse came in to check on me I begged her to turn down the pit and after checking my progress, she did but not by much.  After a while my body just took over and started pushing on it's own, which sent everybody scrambling (I had warned them ahead of time that this would happen).  So everybody came running in and got everything setup and paged my doctor.



This whole time I am pushing and nobody is telling me to stop or wait (last baby they tried to get me to stop).  They do lay me flat on my back but I tell them that I am not pushing laying down so they help me setup while pushing after they get my legs in the stirrups.  Of course by this time I am completely focused and not hearing a word that they are telling me.  Next thing I know my doctor is there and I am at station 0 and everybody can see the baby coming.  So my husband and my mom grab my legs and pull them back while I am pushing.  Three good pushes later she was here and she had the cord wrapped once around her neck.



The nurses put her directly on my chest after all initial observation was done, but they waited on all non-crucial procedures.  They helped me take off my hospital gown and get her latched on for the first time within a few minutes of birth.  Then after a while I gave her back and they did the eye drops and stuff.



The whole induction and birth lasted about 10 hours and my water was broke about 2 hours before the birth.  Lizzy was my biggest baby at 7lbs 3oz and was 20 1/4 inches long.
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Thursday November 4, 2010
I woke up Thursday morning around 2:30am again with some light contractions and decided to move downstairs to lay on the couch and listen to my Hypnobabies tracks.  At 5:00am my water broke with a gush.  It turns out that it was more likely just a tear higher up in the amniotic sac because labor did not get started right away and I continued to leak fluid all the way through delivery.  At that point I called Peg, the midwife and she thought things might get going in the next couple of hours.  Tony had to do some urgent tasks at work, so he headed out around 5:30am.

I had sporadic and mild contractions for the rest of the day--they increased in intensity only when I was walking.  At 6:30pm we went into the hospital to meet Peg and start IV antibiotics because I had tested positive for Group B Strep.  At this time I was still only 1 cm dilated and so we decided to start Pitocin.  Peg felt that this was less likely to lead to a C-Section and feared if we waited until morning to decide, and labor did not pick up on its own, I would be too tired to push the baby out.

I was on Pitocin through the night with some improvement in the regularity of my contractions, but little increase in the intensity.  The external contraction monitor indicated strong contractions, but I was rating them only a 2-3 on the pain scale and so Peg and the Nurse were not sure what to do.  They were hesitant about increasing the Pit because the contractions looked so strong on the monitor.

Friday November 5, 2010
Friday morning around 6:30am we decided to put an internal contraction monitor into the uterus to get a better read on how strong my contractions were by directly measuring internal uterine pressure.  While inserting the lead, Peg discovered I had a "bag" above my cervix.  I was still only 1.5 cm dilated, but the cervix was more effaced and very soft--Yay!  The stage was at least set for dilation!  She broke the bag, hoping that would also help move things along.  At this time, they also cut the Pitocin in half hoping my body would kick in better.  This is when labor got going a little more regularly.

Around 12noon I would say I  went into more active labor, where I used my Hypnobabies tracks and tools.  During each contraction I would turn my light switch off, breath deeply and close my eyes.  Peg was finally happy to see me actually laboring!  Hypnobabies worked very well--no one could believe how well I was managing the contractions--they couldn't even tell when I was having one except for by looking at the monitor.

Around 2:30 I started feeling pushy and so Peg checked me again.  She later said she was crossing her fingers that I was at 5cm.  I was 9.5 cm and ready to push!!  Finally!  We were going to have a baby!
My contractions slowed down to about 5 minutes apart, but they were reluctant to increase the Pitocin.  I pushed using the squat bar---my husband and a couple of nurses would help me get my arms over the bar for each contraction and then I would sit back down to rest between contractions--often falling asleep.  I also pushed some on the toilet, which was the most comfortable and productive for me.  Eventually both of these positions caused a drop in the baby's heartbeat, and so I ended up delivering in a semi-reclined seated position.

 

I tried using the "Pushing Baby Out" track and had it playing out loud two times through (it's only about 30 minutes) but then I got too frustrated because it says you don't really have to push, just breath the baby out.  This was not my experience at all---I had to push long and hard!  I ended up pushing until 5:53 when little Lane Anthony was born.  (Editors Note:   It doesn't say you don't have to push.  Instead it says to follow your body.)

Overall, I was extremely pleased with Hypnobabies--I enjoyed the preparation ahead of birth and really believe that it helped me to experience the entire labor and delivery process in the most positive way possible.  My midwife said of the thousands of births she's attended, in very few have the women been as calm and relaxed as I was.  Thanks to Hypnobabies!
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LABORING AT HOME

 

I started losing pieces of the mucus plug Monday November 29. For the most part I had a normal day. I organized a bit and finalized my hospital overnight bags. We had a home-cooked dinner and went to run errands afterward. While shopping my pressure waves were getting stronger where I had to pause and work through them. They seemed about 15-20 minutes apart at the time.

 

Then we made another stop. As I waited in the car I realized this was getting real and regular which triggered an emotional breakdown when we got home. I felt overwhelmed by the things I still had left to do, and frustrated by this biological timer that would disable my efforts every 10 minutes. With DH’s help we did a thorough house cleaning from 10pm to 1am. Unfortunately all while releasing my frustrations on my husband. Then at 1AM I put on my Hypnobabies tracks while he studied the birth partner's guide for the first time till 3AM.

 

He slept while I worked through the waves on my own for another hour but I increasingly felt pressure in my tailbone and rectum where it was becoming uncomfortable to sit on the birth ball. I loosely timed my contractions but enough to see that they were coming 3-4 minutes apart.

 

Around 3:30 in the morning I knew I needed my doula's help. When DH stirred next I asked him to call her. He was now awake. He started applying counter pressure on my tailbone for each wave and using Hypnobabies lingo! He had suddenly stepped in as my birth partner.

 

We called our doula at 4AM and she sounded bright and cheerful as she was expecting our call. She assessed my condition over the phone after timing my contractions and stated there wasn't time to drop off my firstborn at his grandparents house. I was going from cold to hot through each rush and they were getting closer together as we spoke. We had to head to the hospital, especially before LA traffic began. We agreed to meet our doula at the ER entrance. DH got our sleeping toddler in the car seat and all our bags in the car, and I waddled to the car as well, hoping not to hit a pressure wave on the short walk there.

 

The freeway was beautifully empty and lit with the yellow freeway lights. We called our parents to let them know we were on our way to the hospital. My inlaws were on their way to meet us there. DH left me in my doula's care and he went to wait for his parents at the hospital to hand our son to them. (It turned out later they were all awake and dressed to go to an early morning church meeting- how fortunate)

 

THE HOSPITAL

 

Pre-registration and triage took about 30 minutes. The triage nurse took her time- perhaps thinking I wasn't far along. But when she discovered I was 10cm and fully effaced she hustled to get us a room. So quickly in fact that when my in-laws came looking for us at the main front desk it took several phone calls to find which room we were in! At that time I also lost the rest of my mucus plug and ended up throwing all the bloody clothes away.

 

We met our nurse midwife in the room. I had never met her at any prenatal visits. She introduced herself to us and announced straight away that she had read our birth plan and would deliver this baby however I wished. Wow.

 

Our baby nurse however was trying to get an IV in me when I preferred to be without. I can't remember much except there was some intensity in the conversation between the doula and the nurse. A few minutes later we had a wonderful new nurse! (We found out later that the nurse switch was owing to our doula's tact and advocacy! She respectfully suggested to the angry nurse that perhaps *someone else* could read our birth plan- and the nurse got it and voluntarily switched with someone who was on board with our plan!)

 

All this time I was listening to my tracks lying in the hospital bed and vocalizing my "AAAAAAAH's" at the peak of each wave. They meant a lot of different things. Sometimes it meant, "Please let this be over soooooon!" and sometimes they were courageous and calm, and sometimes they were self piteous "HELP ME’s" and sometimes they were embracing and surrendering to this powerful experience. All the while I hoped on the promise that if I kept doing this I would "breathe the baby down" and the baby would magically slide out as I had read in so many Hypnobabies stories. I found there was a difference in relaxation when I AAAAH'd from my throat and when I AAAAh'd from deep down. At one particular moment I felt the baby internally moving down. It was incredible.

 

I had been doing wonderfully up to this point. I was handling my pressure waves. But emotionally I was inhibited about pushing. There was still fear inside of me about the sensations I would feel and the shift in gear. I started to say self affirmations aloud, "I can do this. I am courageous. Jesus help me." I knew it was up to me to assent with my body, mind and emotion in order to open up. My fear kept me from wanting to try other labor positions that might make the baby come any faster. I was in transition and I desperately wanted to hear that it would be okay. I was able to reach that peace quickly. Thankfully, it was because God had graced me with this wonderfully safe environment. I had a nurse midwife and baby nurse who had not left the room the entire time, and my husband and my doula beside me. I was in a private and dimly lit room that allowed me to feel dignified and focused. I just needed to say yes and surrender.

 

I agreed to try the suggested positions, such as forward leaning in the seated position. That was when I felt the need to pee. Once my bladder was emptied the baby descended still lower. My doula suggested we work through a few waves sitting on the toilet and then turn around on the toilet and face the wall. The rim of the seat provided very good pressure where I needed it and I would have loved to stay there but I felt if I did I would be birthing the baby into the toilet. We came back to the room and my midwife suggested I try kneeling on the bed facing the wall leaning over the back of the bed. This set the stage for the beginning of phase two.

 

PHASE TWO: PUSHING

 

The early blue light of morning was just beginning to show through the blinds. My headphones came back on with the Fear Clearing track. My husband began applying counter-pressure to my back once again. My doula came to the head of the bed giving me support and courage. And my midwife encouraged me to push if I felt any urge. With the next few contractions I engaged with some timidity. Then about the third one my body took over and I pushed and my water bag just exploded with that completely surprising "Pop" sound. All I heard at that moment was my husband exclaim enthusiastically, "WOW. That was good" I couldn't see what he was seeing but he later shared he saw my water bag bulge out and the first glimpse of the crown of baby's head. From here we count 4 pushes.

 

Push #1 The baby's head emerged to about the forehead and retracted. I asked my doula, "How much of the head came out?" hoping it had been the widest part. She answered, "Only to about here (the top of the eyebrow)"

 

Push #2 Half the baby's face appeared and stayed suspended between my legs. It felt like the longest minute of my life. I remember wailing "Help me get this baby out!!" I heard my doula and husband reminding me to relax and breathe. So I did some light breathing and panting.

 

Push #3 Baby's head was stretching me open. I yelled with the effort till the baby's head was out. I felt a warm compress and My doula said, "It's okay to cry. Your hormones are in. It's a happy day. Just cry" And I did. I sobbed till I was calm from that intense moment and then rested. I could feel the midwife gently shifting the baby's head left and right. She said, "This is a great photo op!" And again I heard DH's exclamations of awe. Then she said the magic words, "One more push and the body will be out!"

 

Push #4 Baby's entire body slid out. The sensation was so strange. The body felt as large as the head but that pressure gave way very quickly to a slippery feeling. I screamed but really due to nervousness mixed with adrenaline.

 

Then the baby was here. I heard a momentary cry and then silence. I was still on my knees facing the wall. They all said, "Turn around and look at her!" I looked around and down and she was lying between my legs on the bed. Her eyes were open and she had such a calm countenance. She was a tiny, beautiful little girl! I took her in my arms and cried with gratitude for everyone in the room who had shared, created, and given me this beautiful, redemptive birth experience.

 

One of the things I was most grateful for was when my doula spoke to me about crying with happiness. She knew how important it was for me not to feel terror or to feel out of control due to my first horrible birth experience. She put the correct significance on that powerful emotion that could have easily been remembered as trauma, to what it truly was: Joy.

 

Our nurse midwife also thanked us afterward for a beautiful birth and mentioned the Hypnobabies was working well. She said she wished I had allowed residents and nurses in training to attend the birth so they could have seen an alternative birthing position!

 

Josephine Elise was born on November 30 at 7:11AM, 4 days before her guess date, weighing 6lbs 8oz at 18.5" long. She arrived 2 hours after checking in to the hospital and 4 pushes after my water broke. I sustained a very small first degree tear and minor laceration. the placenta was birthed about 15 minutes later. She is our first hypnobaby, and our second unmedicated birth.

My Hypnobabies doula was Lysa Quealy! She was wonderful!
Sincerely,

Annie

 
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Nathaniel Alexander
January 12 at 6:11am
7lb 12oz, 20 in long

Nate has been in our hearts forever but made his appearance in flesh early on a Monday morning after about 8.5 hours of birthing time.  He is our third son.

During the preceding weeks, I had many practice pressure waves, some of which felt like they could be the real thing, but they always ended up fading away after a few hours.  I started to lose my mucous plug so I knew that these waves were beginning to dilate and efface my cervix to prepare for the big day.  Our guess date was January 18th.

Our second son Sean was born almost 2 weeks before his guess date and had a very fast birthing time.  This set up the expectation, or at least the possibility, for my husband and I (and our families) that this third little guy would come early and fast.  It is January in the northeast and we've already had our fair share of snowstorms.

Additionally, my husband works a distance away with a commute time of up to 1.5 hours each way during rush hour.  I had a real concern that my husband wouldn't make it home in time to see his third son be born – and this really stressed me out!  I had to work on releasing this fear and trusting that our little guy would be born at the perfect time and under the circumstances that were right for us.
Sunday January 11th was unremarkable, except that we spent some extra time doing nesting activities (laundry, taking down Christmas decorations finally(!), organizing baby's things, etc).  We were still a week away from our guess date and I resigned myself to the fact that this baby might come after his guess date like his oldest brother, and that was okay.  In the meantime, we might as well have a clean and organized house, which was a rarity with two toddlers running around!

After the boys went to bed that evening, I put the Golden Globes on TV to watch while my husband started dozing off next to me.  I noticed at around 9:30pm that I started having some pressure waves.  They were definitely stronger than BH, but not unlike the others I had been having before this.  They seemed to be coming every 10-13 min or so.  By 11pm I noticed one that felt like "whoa, I think this could be it".  With that I had to run to the bathroom and saw the bloody show (a lot of it!).  This was confirmation for me that it was definitely my birthing time as I had not seen bloody show until well into my first two birthing times.

Almost immediately, the pressure waves started coming closer together, maybe every 4 or 5 min, but they were very short (30-45 sec) and not so intense.  I didn't have to concentrate through them.  Because my second son was born only 3 hours after my first pressure wave, we decided it was best to head to the hospital now and get settled in, even if it was very early in the birthing time.  We called my mom over to watch our boys while we were gone.

We got to the hospital around 12:30am and checked in.  I was still extremely comfortable and guessed that I was at about 3cm.  The nurse checked me and I was about 2-3cm but still pretty thick.  She could feel something "fleshy" so wanted the doc to check to make sure the baby was in the right position.  About 10 min later when the doc checked me, she confirmed that baby was head down and it was a bulging bag of waters that felt fleshy and that I was now 5-6cm.

They expected things to move quickly, but I had a feeling otherwise.  These pressure waves were still very comfortable and still pretty short (less than a minute).  It was okay with me to continue on at this pace!  I could do this all night and day!  I hung out on my birthing ball in between the 20 min fetal monitoring we had to do every hour and the waves were still not increasing in intensity.

When they checked me around 2am, I was 6-7cm but very thin.  I was pretty happy to hear that progress because this was easy!!!  I kept thinking that slow and steady wins the race.

By 4am I started to feel some rectal pressure, not like I had to push, but just more pressure.  I also started to feel shaky and nauseous so I thought I might be entering transformation.  My water hadn't broken yet.

The doc came in around 4:45am to check me and I was still only 7cm.  She did a very aggressive cervical exam (it was painful, the only pain I had experienced so far!) and my water "spontaneously" broke.  Can you sense my sarcasm?  She called it a spontaneous rupture of membranes because she didn't use a needle to break the water.  My husband, the nurse, and I all agreed that it wasn't spontaneous!

I knew I was in for it now, and I was.  Things got much more intense and they now wanted me on continuous monitoring because my water was broken.  I hated being stuck in the bed!  Gratefully I was able to change position as much as I wanted to, so I was either on my hands and knees or squatting and holding on to the top of the bed with my husband rubbing or applying pressure to my lower back and hips – at this point I had a ton of back and pelvic pressure.

I started getting very vocal but was able to make it through each wave fairly comfortably.  I never felt like I needed drugs.

I eventually started a deep moaning which prompted the nurse to ask me if I was involuntarily pushing.  I told her yes!  It certainly wasn't intentional.  It wasn't an overwhelming urge (like I had with my second very speedy delivery) but it was happening.

 

She told me I could start pushing but I wanted her to check my cervix first since I felt like I wasn't quite complete. My intuition was right - I still had a lip left but she told me I could push past it and I did.

 

I later learned from my husband that the two nurses thought the doc wouldn't make it in the room in time for the birth since she was stuck at a delivery next door.  But she did come running in and made it just as the baby started crowning.

 

This pushing phase was tough for me!  It didn't happen as quick and effortlessly as it had with my second son and that made me nervous and made me question my ability.  But my husband was holding my hand telling me what a great job I was doing and that the baby is almost here.  I reached down to feel his head and there he was!  That gave me the motivation to kick it into high gear and get him out.  I gave it a strong push and out came his head but they told me to stop pushing while they unwrapped his cord which was around his neck.

 

They told me to continue and I pushed the rest of him out, and he had the cord wrapped around his arm and his torso too!  He was blue but as soon as they untangled him he pinked up and had apgars of 8 and 9.  They had to cut the cord quickly to untangle him so my husband wasn't able to do that.  We were ok with it since we just wanted a healthy baby!  Anyway, what was the little bugger doing in my belly to get himself all tangled up like that?! I had a sense that we may have issues with the cord but I didn't let that consume my thinking or make me fear the delivery.  I'm happy that I was able to let it go because everything worked out fine.

 

He was 7lb 12oz, 20 in long.  He nursed immediately!

 

I couldn't be happier with the way this birth went, and I have to thank Hypnobabies.  The program was so valuable to me in my second and third pregnancies and birthing times.  I had three unique experiences each teaching me lessons, and producing three very different but very beautiful babies!  Thank you Hypnobabies!!!

 
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Davis was born on my birthday, September 27th at 6:34pm. Weighing 7 pounds 10 ounces and 21 inches. (The exact same measurements as our first born).

Not sure exactly when to say my birthing time began. I wasn't feeling the greatest on Friday, so I told my mom and DH that I had a feeling the baby was going to be coming the next day. So I went to bed early that night hoping to get some extra rest just in case. Thank god I did, I'm so thankful I got those extra hours of sleep before everything began.

DS#1 crawled into our bed about 6:45am on Saturday morning. I noticed I was having some mild cramping in my tummy and back every 4 minutes. So after lying there for 30 minutes, I decided to get up, and felt much more comfortable. I went to the bathroom and noticed some spotting, so I knew that this was probably going to be the day.

I went about the morning as usual. Made breakfast and got things packed for the hospital and for DS#1. I called my mom at 9am to come and get DS, even though I was feeling fine, I figured it would be nice not to have any distractions. I tried sitting down all morning, but had so much pressure in my bottom and back, that I could just not do it. So I stood or walked around the house most of the morning.

The pressure waves were fairly consistent but extremely manageable. Around 11:30am, I was getting disappointed things weren't picking up, so DH and I went for a walk to see if that would get things moving. We walked for 30 minutes, and I only had one mild pressure wave the whole time. I was completely confused if this was actually my birthing time.

I actually remember contemplating if DH & I should go out for Mexican for lunch for my birthday, since I was feeling fine and thought it was false labor. But decided Mexican   might not be a good idea if this was really my birthing time and decided to take a nap instead. I put my headphones on and laid down from noon until 1:30, I had mild pressure waves during this time, but for the most part was able to sleep.

I got up at 1:30pm and called my mom and told her maybe this wasn't the time and said maybe I would still go to this wedding with her at 3pm, that we had planned on going to. I told her to call back in an hour and see if I'd be ready to go. Well we didn't go. Shortly after the phone call things picked up, and I was have consistent pressure waves that started to pick up in intensity.

DH was great during this time, we listened to soft music, my CDs, he read scripts, and described my special place. I sat on my ball, the toilet, relaxed in the shower. By about 4:30pm, I got out of the shower and felt as if I still had a long way to go, since I still felt great and was handling everything well.

After about 15 minutes, I started to feel nauseous and dizzy and thought maybe we should go to the hospital just in case, even though I didn't want to go since I figured I wasn't far enough along. The whole way to the hospital I visualized myself being at least at 6, but hoping I was at 8.

We arrived at the hospital at 5pm. Right before we walked into the hospital I almost had a moment of panic and started crying as I knew what I had ahead of me. I took a deep breath and said "Bubble of Peace" and all my anxiety lifted.

The nurses I had were great and so supportive of a natural birth, unlike my first birthing time. They knew I didn't want to wear the fetal monitor and put it on for 10 minutes and then just monitored me with the portable doppler. When the nurse checked me I was a 7. Yay! Right in between where I had hoped.

The nurse told me they could break my water but recommended they didn't so that the pressure waves didn't get too intense. I got into the tub, upon her recommendation and loved it! The pressure waves started getting more intense and I remember saying to myself "Pressure, Tightening, A Big Hug" every time I had a pressure wave, it helped me remember exactly what I was feeling. When DH would use his relax cue, my body would just melt and instantly relax.

Not sure of the time, but about an hour later I told DH I did not want to sit in the tub anymore. I came out of the bathroom and the nurses were setting up the room for delivery. I wasn't sure why since no one had checked me, and I still figured I had a long way to go. But apparently I had become more vocal, mostly making a low humming   sound and they could just tell.

I had 2 or 3 pressure waves which must have been transition because that was the only time I had felt somewhat out of control. Mostly just the last pressure wave, I think because the doctor wanted to check me while I was having one. I did not want him to do that, and remember being very vocal that he did, but I think he was holding back the last little bit of cervix so I could start pushing. With the beginning of my first push my water broke.

Things got really intense and I couldn't quite relax. Baby was coming fast and I had
an epidural last time I had to push, so this was a whole new experience for me. My CD was playing and DH was saying relax but I don't think I listened to anyone. I tried to gain some composure after the first push and did a little better on the second one, but I was so eager to get this baby out I pushed too hard and fast and ended up tearing up. Baby came out on the third push. What a relief!

Recovery this time has been amazing. I still can't believe I did this and that Hypnobabies worked, I was a little skeptical, but glad I stuck with it. My only regret was not staying relaxed during the pushing phase. But all and all I am so pleased how it went. My DH was an amazing birth partner. I never wanted him away from me especially if I was having a pressure wave. It was as if I couldn't get through it without him. He made me feel so calm.

Davis is a great baby, and the bond was so instant this time
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Okay...here it is.  I realize that it came out pretty long for such an "uneventful" birth (aside from the beautiful baby, of course!), and parts of it feel all over the place, as I tried to remember everything in the right order, etc...but it is what it is, I guess.

Late Friday night/Saturday morning I woke up and made my way to the bathroom, thinking that I literally didn't think that my body could  handle getting any "more" pregnant.  At a couple of days short of 39 weeks (also the time that I had my son), I felt like I was stretched to capacity.  Hoping it wouldn't be too much longer, I went back to bed.

A little later on (still during the night), I noticed pressure waves that finally felt like waves, cramps that would come on, increase slightly in intensity, and then fade away.  Could this be it?  I relaxed during each one, practicing a technique that I liked from my first birth - counting backward from 10 on each deep breath, exhaling to the word peace.

At about 4:00 am, after a little while of these PWs, I finally looked at the clock to try and "time" them…I also spent a little time in the bathroom, took a shower, and listened to easy first stage.  At some point I mentioned to Brian that I thought this might be it, but we both went back to sleep.

We woke up "for real" around 6:00…the waves were still coming and I was pretty sure that I wasn't having prodromal labor like I had been for weeks before…the "waves" were unmistakable.  I called my parents…my Dad answered and I told him, "I think today is the day."  He said he'd wake up my mom and they'd come up from San Diego.

Since I knew it would be at least an hour before my parents were up to watch Nathan, I suggested we go to Starbucks to get a little something and kill some time.  Brian seemed very pleasantly surprised at my suggestion, and off we went.  I was amused at the fact that I was out for coffee, "secretly in labor."

When we got back home, Brian wanted to wash the car (he mentioned to my mom when she arrived that he couldn't take his daughter home in a dirty car!...so cute), and I figured it would be a good idea to go online to figure out the parking at the hospital, since they're doing a bunch of construction near the main entrance.

When we were ready, we hopped into the car and drove to the hospital (it's a nice, easy 10 or 15 minutes from my house).  Riding up in the elevator, Brian asked me, "So what happens if L&D is full?"  "Oh, they put a bed in a closet and you get stuck in there," I answered, but I reassured him that this had *just* happened 2 weeks earlier during the full moon (I have a friend who's an L&D nurse there), so we should be okay.

We got up to the L&D nurses station around 8:15 and I told them that I thought I was in labor and was there to have a baby.  They asked if I was someone specific (who had obviously called before hand), but I said no and that I hadn't called ahead or anything.  Ironically, they were "out of beds."  Of course they were.

So they put us in the "surgical birthing suite," a non-private room that had no bathroom, but luckily no one else in it…for the time being at least.  No bathroom had me worried, though, since I spent so much time in the bathroom when I had Nathan. The closest one was down the hall.

I gave my birth preferences to them, and they checked me and I was 4-5 cm along. They did some external monitoring and started me on the IV antibiotics for my GBS (at about 9:00 am).  Once I was hooked up, I took another trip to the bathroom, wheeling my IV pole along with me.  The one weird thing was that something was making me cough - just a superficial, fake-sounding cough, but I couldn't help it.  I asked the nurse if the abx might be the cause, but she said she'd never heard of that happening.  It didn't last, though, which was good.

Luckily, it wasn't long before they said that a room had opened up and was being cleaned for us.  I was grateful to be going to my own "real" room, and the nurses were grateful that I had been so understanding despite the situation.

We moved into our new room, and the nurse asked me all the required questions and put me in the computer system.  I ended up getting a different nurse than I had had at first, which was too bad, because I really liked the first one (and I think the second ended up never bothering to read my birth preferences…she always seemed a little out of the loop on everything).  My doctor came by to see how I was doing, and commented that I didn't seem like someone who was 5cm dilated and in active labor (I think she may have even said that I looked cute :p)…the PWs really didn't phase me at all at this point.  One of her sons had a soccer game nearby, so she left to go to that until I was further along.

Meanwhile, I continued having pressure waves, and in addition to my breathing/counting/peace technique, I found that I really enjoyed standing and swaying my hips side to side during each one, with my hands low on my belly.  It was funny, but turning completely off just didn't appeal to me at all…somehow "dancing" through them just felt so comfortable, and let me feel so close to my baby.

I laid down and listened to deepening for a while, and then turned on the TV for a bit, for Brian's entertainment as much as mine.  I didn't mind the background noise at all; I really liked that everything felt so relaxed and low-key.

Around 11:30 or so, my doctor had called and wanted to see how I was doing.  The nurse did an internal exam, which was actually pretty uncomfortable.  As she was doing it, she asked, "Are you having a contraction right now?"  I was, and answered yes.  She stopped and told me to let her know when it was over, and then she re-checked me.  6 cm.  Didn't seem like a lot of progress, but it made sense since I wasn't feeling that I had hit transformation yet, since everything was still quite comfortable.

Not much later, things started picking up.  I was in the bathroom more, and even moaned or hummed through many of the PWs.  Brian must have been getting very anxious, because he kept encouraging me to hook back up to the monitors, which I wasn't particularly interested in doing.  During a few waves, I would lean into him while standing, or while I was on the ball and he was sitting on the bed.  The increased intensity told me I was getting closer and closer to meeting my baby!

At 1:00, it was time for my 2nd round of abx, and the nurse asked me to get onto the bed so she could put the IV back in.  I didn't really want to be on the bed, but she said she wanted to check me also, so I agreed, knowing that I probably wouldn't be getting back up out of the bed again until after my baby had been born.

She checked me and said there was just a little bit of cervix on one side, so I was a 9.  She went to call my doctor, and said she'd be there in 10 minutes.

Things really started getting intense during waves as my baby started to descend.

My doctor arrived, checked me and I was complete, and the baby was at about a +1/+2 station.  She broke my water and told me that I could start pushing whenever I felt ready.  I told her that I was getting there!

The final half-hour of my birthing - second stage - was very intense.  I was listening to the birth guide, both the end of easy first stage and the beginning of push your baby out, but mostly just gave in to what my body was doing.  I vocalized a lot, making deep moaning sounds and some screams, just letting them come naturally and not care.  Between waves, though, I was quiet or talking and smiling.  When a wave did come, Brian would often come to my side and touch my arm as in the "relax" cue, and it always felt so good - loving, reassuring, and relaxing.

I felt like I couldn't get any leverage to push her out, so when my doctor asked if I'd like some help on what to do, again, I answered, "yes!"  At this point she had Brian and the nurse help to support my legs, and suggested that I grab the backs of my thighs to shorten the birth canal and give me some better leverage to push.  The doctor was using oil to help massage and stretch my perineum. Everyone assured me I was making progress; "she has a little hair, not a lot, though," my doctor remarked and I got more excited to meet my baby.

At one point I got a leg cramp in my left hamstring.  "Ack! Leg cramp!" I said, almost laughing at how ridiculous that must sound during childbirth. Brian had the leg with the cramp; he straightened it for me, I flexed my foot and it went away quickly.

As my baby started to crown, the doctor asked if I wanted to feel her head, and I did!  I reached down and was surprised to feel all the fleshiness of it, like the skin was all coming out ahead of her skull.  Very cool, and very encouraging, even if my hand was all slimy (which made it hard to hold onto my thigh as I pushed).  It was "Oh, wow!" moment #1.

A few more intense pushes and her head was out.  I then pushed her shoulders out one at a time, and felt the rest of her body slide right out. "Oh, wow!" moment #2.  They announced the time at 1:43 pm (which I instantly thought was cute because of 143 being "I love you" in old-school pager code)!

Just enough time to hear that she was cute and pink, and she was up on my chest, covered in tons of vernix (seriously, it looked like she had been spread with cream cheese on her cute buns and in her ears!). Dad cut the cord, and we ended up bonding for about an hour, first feeding and all.  Getting to bond for so long was thanks in part to my doctor, who pretty much told the baby nurse not to bother waiting around to do all the newborn stuff yet because I was busy breastfeeding!  She ended up leaving and came back later when we were curious how big she was!  Holly Paige weighed 7 lbs, 11 oz…over a pound bigger than her big brother!  Her apgars were 9 and 9.  My parents brought Nathan to meet her while she was being "cleaned up;" we're all in love with the newest member of our family.

Everything went so smoothly, and really a lot like I visualized, particularly the timing, which I worried a bit about due to the need for abx.  I decided that I just needed to get to the hospital, get the first dose, "birth" for 4 hours, get the second dose, and push baby out - and that's exactly what happened!!!  Pushing was fast and furious, and not really pain-free (certainly not comfortable), but the dilation was so comfortable/manageable, I find it hard to believe that anyone finds *that* part painful!  Yay hypnobabies!!!
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Lise was born Saturday, April 25 at 10:47am.  It was not a P@ !n-free experience, but Hypnobabies really helped me relax through the pressure waves and allow myself to 'give in' to them and open so much more quickly than I did with my first daughter's days-long labor. My husband also said he could barely tell when I was having pressure waves because I was handling them so well.


At my appointment on Tuesday I was 2 cm, without having felt anything up to that point besides BH. Friday - I was having pressure waves that evening, lasting close to a minute and about 5 min apart for a few hours. They weren't painful at all though, (but they weren't BH either - I can't really explain it, but you'll know when it happens.) I also knew though, that they weren't strong enough to mean that I was having the baby soon, and since my first experience lasted days, I didn't get too excited and both my husband and I slept pretty well that night.


Saturday morning ~6:30am my water broke. Over the next 45 min the pressure waves (which might have continued all night or might have stopped, I don't know because I was asleep!) picked up in intensity very, very quickly. I don't think that I was ever really able to switch off or go into hypnosis, but I was listening to easy first stage the whole time and it was definitely helping me.


We arrived at the hospital at 8:30am, mostly because I really, really wanted to get into the whirlpool tub there. I was 4cm upon check-in. (this was disappointing to me because things were so intense I thought I was farther along. Plus, with my first labor, I arrived at the hospital at 6cm and it took another 12 hours...) After checking the baby on the monitor for a while (she was fine) I got in the tub (cordless headphones were well-worth the cost here, I don't think I could have done it had I not been able to listen to the script anymore). Pretty quickly I felt like I needed to push, I ended up pushing for only ~20-30 min and Lise was born. I listened to the "pushing baby out" track, but didn't breathe her out - I wanted her out NOW! Still, the words in my ears were really nice.


Lise was 8lb 3oz and I had absolutely no tears or anything (I did NOT do the perineal massage, btw). She was born less than 2.5 hours after arrival at the hospital and only a little more than 4 hours after my water broke.


Bottom line: I was surprised at how quick everything went and I think that contributed to my not being able to really 'turn off' or get into hypnosis very well, since I had always pictured a much more gradual entry into labor. On the other hand, the Hypnobabies was still very, VERY helpful and I think helped me go quickly, as well as be able to handle everything very calmly. (so, maybe I was in hypnosis I just couldn't turn off the p@ !n like I would have liked???)


The doctor (on call one, not my normal midwife) asked the nurse what I was listening to and she told him "Hypnosis - it's really helping her." Several nurses later asked me about it too, and my husband claims he couldn't even tell when I was having a pressure wave (unlike my first natural (non-hypnobabies) labor.) So even though I think I could have done better at using the tools, I'd say it was a success. The intervention-free, no-drug labor, with a super-fast recovery is awesome!


And it was also probably Hypnobabies that let me relax enough to sleep Friday night so that I could go into labor well-rested, which makes things so much easier! Oh yeah, and not to mention that I got a beautiful, amazing little baby girl out of the deal, too. Definitely a success.
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We are truly blessed and graced!



Isla Raeann was born to us Tuesday the 28th, at 2:57 in the afternoon.  I woke up early and just knew that my birthing time had arrived, there was a peacefulness about the house and my heart.  My husband was at work (or on his way), and my girls and our dog were all still asleep in bed.  I lay in bed for just a short while and soon thereafter (about 5:30 am or so), my first contraction came.  I remember just smiling and taking a deep breath.



I spent the morning and early afternoon at home, relaxing, meditating, and enjoying my time knowing that I would soon meet our little girl.  I hadn’t listened to my scripts because I was alone at home, with my two girls (ages 2 and 4) and our dog.  They needed me to be “present” for them, I relaxed, used my cues when a pressure wave came, and was peacefully comfortable.  My husband was on his way home from work, and my parents on their way from Spokane (about 5 hours away), and his parents on their way from Oregon (about 3 hours away). So, me and the girls and our dog just took it easy, they all gave me solace when I needed it, and serenity when I asked.

My husband and his parents arrived around noon or so, so I was then able to focus on myself and keeping peace and began listening to Easy First Stage, while I sat on my birthing ball.  It was amazing.  Every so often I would stop the script and listen to Psalm 23, as recorded by Temple and Brent (I downloaded it off of Amazon onto my I-Pod).  Listening to it brought me to tears with happiness that I would soon be holding my little girl – it restored me and lifted me.  Then I would return to listening to Easy First Stage.



Around 1:00 in the afternoon I could sense that everyone, except myself, was getting nervous, so I took a moment, then decided to let my husband take me to the hospital.



We arrived and made ourselves comfortable in the room (about 2:00 in the afternoon).  The nurse didn’t believe that I was in labor, though she humored me about it.  To her surprise, I was 8 centimeters and fully effaced.  I knew my baby would soon be coming, and I was completely comfortable, at peace, and filled with love and happiness.  I was happy to just sit on the bed and listen to Easy First Stage on my I-Pod.  It was the most intimate experience that I have ever had…just me and my baby with each other.  I had to tell my husband that I wasn’t trying to ignore him (grin), but I was so at peace and he was happy to just let me ‘be’ where I needed to be (emotionally, spiritually).



The remainder of my birthing time was amazing, I was blissfully happy and felt pure love the whole time.  We were at the hospital for less than an hour and Isla was in my arms.  Words cannot even describe the elation I was feeling throughout her birth.  To be so blessed, to enjoy every moment…took my breath away and brought my husband and I to tears before I even gently pushed her out.



After about 45 minutes or so, I knew she was ready to come out.  I calmly told the nurse and my husband that our baby was ready to meet everyone, and moments later, my family doctor came in.  It was perfect timing.



The room was intimate, just myself, my husband, our family doctor, and one attending nurse (the nurse proved to be an amazing soul and provided wonderful comfort).  At first, I was lying on my side, listening to Push Baby Out, but all at once I abruptly felt that I needed to be on my hands and knees; so I got myself comfortable on my hands and knees and gently pushed her out in less than 5 minutes.



Now, we rest and enjoy life.  I couldn’t have experienced birth, in such an miraculous way, without Hypnobabies.  My heart is full , her birth was perfect.



~Chris
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I am so excited to post today!  Our little man was born last Wednesday, and I'm so grateful for Hypnobabies!  I was having a few minor contractions at the end of the day at the school where I teach, but nothing major.

I went to my weekly appt. with my OB at 4:00, and he said I was 4 cm dilated and 90% effaced.  He predicted that we wouldn't last much longer.  My husband and I drove home (with pressure waves getting stronger and about 18 minutes apart) and picked up our 3 year old.  We ate dinner, and by that time my pressure waves were about 12 minutes apart.

We decided to take showers and prepare to go to the hospital (the doctor said things were going to move fast, and we should head in when the pressure waves were about 7 minutes apart).  We live an hour from our hospital. :)  By the time I got out of the shower, pressure waves were 4 minutes apart, and we all jumped in the car.  Through all of this I was using the finger drop technique and was very comfortable.

We dropped off my 3 year old and rushed to the hospital.  The receptionist was taking a very long time, working on other paperwork, and joking with coworkers while we were waiting to be processed.  I was very calm and focused, so I'm sure he didn't think there was any urgency.  By the time we got to triage, I was 8 cm dilated, still very comfortable during pressure waves.  I got onto all fours due to some discomfort in my back, but was very calm and relaxed, listening to my hypnobabies tracks.

We were moved to a labor/delivery room, and after another 4-5 contractions, I was ready to push.  There was no time to even switch to the pushing track of my CD.  Owen was born within ten minutes of very intense pushing.  It was amazing!

I had an epidural with my first, and I was amazed at how powerful it was to experience natural birth.  Owen was born at 9:53 pm, just an hour after we arrived at the hospital.

Throughout my admittedly short labor, I used my Hypnobabies CDs and the finger drop technique to keep me focused and calm.  It was incredible how effective they were.

I was very grateful for the nurses, who were very supportive of my decision to have a natural birth and helpful with the entire process and for my OB, who didn't question my desire to labor on all fours, which was much more comfortable for me.  The whole experience has been amazing, and I can't say enough about how Hypnobabies made this possible for me.

Our sweet boy was born at 9:53
7 lbs, 1 oz
21 inches long. :)
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