Faith & FamilyRosie’s Birth Story February 13, 2015If you follow me on Instagram, you know that our little Rosie was born several weeks ago. I told myself that I was going to step away from all things blog and work for at least two weeks to adjust, rest, and focus solely on little one. I’m easing back into things now and I’ve got to say, I’ve been dying to write this post! As I anticipated, and as many of you told me it would be, Rosie’s birthday was the single most defining of my life. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced and I know I’ll never forget each little detail. I have loved reading birth stories for years, especially from the bloggers I follow so I decided to follow suit. I am a firm believer that every single birth, regardless of how it happens, is to be celebrated! A new little being is being brought into the world. As some of you guessed by this photo I posted the morning after she was born, we had a home birth. I could write a month-long series of posts about birth and our experience, but I’m going to try to condense it into this one post for you, though it’ll be a long post for sure. The Backstory Since our birth was anything but average, I think a little back story is in order. Chris has called me a “wannabe Midwife” for years. Four years ago, I started working in our church nursery with an amazing group of women. I’ve often called them my birth and baby mentors, but more than anything, they became some of my closest friends. They’re moms and opened me up to the whole world of natural birth. Chris would give me a hard time because when we had been married just a year (and babies were still a long way off in our heads), I would come home from church and spend the whole Sunday lunch talking about the benefits of water birth, using a midwife, etc. Those relationships led to a lot of research on my part. I read books, online sources, and talked to tons and tons of people. This part is really important. What all of that showed me is NOT that natural, intervention free birth is the RIGHT or ONLY way, but that it was definitely the way for me. There are so many reasons I felt convicted to pursue a natural birth, but my biggest thing as we went on this journey is that I don’t want anyone who chooses differently to feel judged by me (just like I don’t want to feel judged about our decision to have a natural home birth). So, all of that being said, here was my experience. My number one goal for this pregnancy and birth was that Rosie and I come through it as safely and healthy as possible. For me, that meant pursuing an intervention free birth as much as possible. My main goal was to allow Rosie to come into the world completely as God designed it to be with as little interference as possible. But recognizing that at the end of the day, whatever needed to happen to get her here was okay. I know there are babies and women who would’ve died in previous years that are now saved by modern medicine, so I don’t discount that. I just know they’re the rarity and I didn’t want to plan for such a small chance since mine and Rosie’s risk was evaluated extensively throughout all of pregnancy. I knew that I wanted to use a midwife for the extra care they provide and their support of natural choices, so at the beginning of my pregnancy, we started going to a local Midwifery group who delivers in the hospital. They do water births, which was a huge selling point for me. That was MUST. Delivering in a hospital with them was our plan. I loved the idea of birth centers, but felt that with our first, we’d feel best in a hospital. I also knew (and have for years) that I wanted to take a Hypnobabies Birthing Class. I know the name sounds a bit different, but this was one of the best decisions I made. The class focuses on relaxation techniques (called hypnosis, but not at all as you may be thinking of it). It reminded me of the relaxation time at the end of a yoga class. We also learned TONS about birth, interventions, breast feeding, the list goes on and on. This experience left me feeling as prepared as possible for our birth. But this class also showed me something else. The more I learned about birth, the more I didn’t want a hospital birth unless I absolutely had to have one. I think hospitals and doctors are amazing and save lives. But, I wanted as few interventions as possible. I wanted the peaceful, joyful, and comfortable birth that Hypnobabies prepares you for. I’m not saying that is impossible in a hospital environment, but I think it’s harder, especially for me. Knowing my people pleasing, emotional nature, I really wanted a different experience where my choices didn’t have to be fought for, but where they were completely supported. I learned that our midwife group was opening a birthing center across from the hospital and I got my heart set on that. I could have the experience that I wanted, but be right by the hospital in case of complication. It seemed perfect. Well, in early November, I was told at one of my appointments that the birthing center was delayed and wouldn’t be open by my due date. To say I was thrown was an understatement. After all of the time we spent praying and considering a birth center delivery, I couldn’t imagine switching the plan back to a hospital birth. I’m not sure if I’ve said this, but I don’t handle change well. I know a decent amount of people who’ve delivered at home, but to be honest, before taking my birth class, the idea felt way too scary for me. But as I began letting go of the birth center birth, a home birth was all I could think about. When I first told Chris that I was interested in this, he just stared at me blankly. He is our protector and I knew that complications and emergencies were running through his mind. Nonetheless, we started researching and praying. We spent a month doing just that and in the end, knew this was the right decision for us. I spent so much time in prayer about this and the more I prayed, the more inclined I was to a home birth. I really felt God telling me to trust Him. I had one really defining moment where I could almost hear his voice. I felt an overwhelming sense of peace come over me and God told me that He is in control. He is in control of hospital births, home births, and babies born in a hut in Africa. Where she was born did not dictate the outcome or whether or not she would be born healthy. He did. Now, I don’t say that to mean that we didn’t evaluate risks and do our research – we did and then some! But we did our part, felt good about it, and left the rest up to Him. Plus, we learned that Midwife-assisted births (at home or otherwise) have the lowest rate of complications by a significant margin. And it helped that our midwife is very experienced, used to be an EMT, and had everything set up for transport if needed. We also live 5 minutes from our hospital. So, all of those factors made us at peace with the idea of a home birth. We found the most amazing midwife who we completely trusted and clicked with. We hired our Hypnobabies instructor as our doula, which gave us so much comfort. We already loved and trusted her, so it made so much sense to have her as a part of this day. Our birth team was assembled and we felt ready and totally at peace. So many people have told me that natural birth is mental and I would totally agree. I spent months training for this day like a marathon. I listened to my Hypnobabies scripts every day. I did the exercises I’d been taught. I visualized the birth I wanted. Rosie’s Birthday When the actual day arrived, I did not see it coming. I’d convinced myself that Rosie would be late, as most first babies are. I think that was a form of self-preservation on my part to not be too expectant and end up anxious and disappointed. Plus, I’d had little to no symptoms. I hadn’t had any pressure waves (Hypnobabies for contractions) or felt any different. In fact the day before, I’d had this insane burst of energy and painted a bunch of abstract paintings for the house. {glimpse from Instagram} I later remembered learning in class that a lot of women have this strange nesting urge and end up doing intense cleaning or unusual things right before giving birth. I now realize this sudden desire to fill our home with abstract art was just that. On that Monday morning (January 26th), I got up to go to the bathroom around 4am. I’d been getting up about four times a night towards the end of pregnancy. As soon as I laid back down after going to the bathroom, I felt a gush. I froze and knew what that had to be. I went back to the bathroom and it took me about ten minutes to fully accept that my water had broken. I decided I would wait to tell Chris at 5am so he could get more sleep. That didn’t really work out. I went back into the bedroom (not quietly at all – I was anxious and needed support I think) and he came to and sleepily asked if I was okay. I blurted out, “My water broke.” We contacted our midwife and doula around 5am. They all told me to get some rest because I was sure to need it. I was crampy, but no real pressure waves had started. Rosie’s arrival could still be a ways off. I had decided the day before that I did want some pictures of my belly, which I hadn’t before. We weren’t sure how much time we had, so we took them at 5am with complete darkness outside! I’m so happy to have them now, though. I had a really hard time sleeping, but I put on some Hypnobabies scripts and was in and out for a little bit. I got up several hours later and even the crampiness seemed to be gone. I ate a good breakfast, put on a sweet movie, and even did some work for most of the morning. I knew I’d be taking time off and wanted to tie up some loose ends. Around noon, our midwife came to check in. The baby’s heartbeat was good, but still no progress. We knew at this point that we were racing against the clock. Our midwife said she was comfortable waiting for twelve hours for something to start, but then we would really need to try to make something happen. I knew that with my water broken, I was more prone to infection and if nothing started, that could mean going to the hospital for induction, which I really wanted to avoid unless absolutely necessary (if the baby were in distress). We prayed and got friends and family to pray that things would start on their own. Chris spent the day doing what he does best. He cleaned and got things ready. He was so sweet and kept asking what I needed, but it comforts him to keep busy. We laid out her first outfit and prepared however we could. Around 3pm that afternoon, I still wasn’t feeling anything hardly. I had had a few light pressure waves, but I knew they were nothing from what I’d heard. We decided to take a walk around our neighborhood. We walked to this sweet little park just a few streets up and I noticed a swing set. I remembered reading somewhere to swing if you were trying to start your birthing time. I got on and swang for maybe ten minutes very lightly. Within two minutes of getting off, I had a very strong pressure wave. It was nothing like I would have later, but it was strong enough that I immediately knew we needed to head back to the house. We got back, updated our midwife and doula that things might be starting, and I laid down and turned on the Hypnobabies scripts. If things were beginning, I wanted to be relaxed, focused, and ready to go. During the one hour script, I had six fairly strong pressure waves. After this, things escalated very quickly. I finished the script at 5:30 and by 6:30, they were two to three minutes apart. I kept listening to scripts and trying to get myself focused, but I was really struggling relaxing through them. They were coming so quickly and each one felt five times stronger and longer than the last. One thing that kept throwing me while trying to relax as I’d practiced was that the waves felt differently than I’d been taught (and different than the practice waves I’d had the last few weeks). Instead of coming on lightly, getting stronger, peaking in the middle, and then fading, they started out at the peak. I would feel nothing and then all of a sudden, the strongest point of the wave would start, hang on for a while and slowly fade. This kept startling me out of my focus because I didn’t have that initial build to prepare. Plus, each wave made me incredibly light-headed, which was hard to relax through. By 6:30, Chris had asked me if he could tell our birth team to come a lot. I kept saying no. It’s up to us when they arrive and I knew that their arrival (just like going to a hospital) would cause a spark of adrenaline and an expectation in me for things to progress, which can really slow everything down. Plus, I was in major denial at how fast things were moving. Pressure waves had started at 4:30pm and now two hours later, they were two minutes apart. This in no way fit what I’d learned or been expecting about a first birth, so I thought we must be wrong somehow. Finally, around 6:30, Chris said he was calling them, end of story. He said he was not going to risk delivering this baby alone. Looking back, I feel so bad for him! He was trying to hard to be strong for me, but he could see by timing things were progressing quickly and he was there alone. By the time they got there, the waves were almost constant with no break in between and I was having major cold chills and shakes. I knew in the back of my mind this was a sign of transformation (which would mean I was near the end), but I did not let myself believe that. Hypnobabies births are statistically shorter, but there was no way I was already there in just a few short hours. After they arrived, they both spent a little bit of time watching me. I remember trying to read their expressions to see what they thought. At this point, I was very frustrated. I had prepared so hard for this birth and I felt like I wasn’t handling it as well as I’d planned. Granted, I had never given birth, but I felt like I wasn’t doing Hypnobabies “right” and was struggling too much, too early with a long way still to go. I realize looking back that my Hypnobabies preparation helped me a ton, though it did look differently than I thought it would. Not long after they arrived, my birth team came into our bedroom where I was laying and asked if the midwife could check me. With my water broken, we wanted to minimize the amount of checks to help prevent infection. I hesitated. Not because of the infection concern at this point, but because I was really scared to know the answer. So far, it had been harder than I expected (to be so early on) and again, I was frustrated with myself. If I heard I was 2cm dilated, I think I would’ve had a break down. I did agree, though, and she checked. She quickly said, “Do you want the good news or the bad news?” In my head I was screaming, “I cannot handle bad news!” Before I could answer, she said, “You’re 9 cm dilated. But the bad news is you won’t make it to the tub. The baby’s head is very close and there isn’t time.” Initially, that 9 cm gave me a major boost! The hardest part of the last few hours had been the unknown. If I was nearing the end, then I could do this! But if this was the beginning and I had twenty more hours, I wasn’t going to make it. I could feel it progressing and getting so much harder every second. I couldn’t imagine that could continue at the same rate for much longer. I felt affirmed to know that it was so difficult because it was moving super fast. But, my excitement quickly faded. I had planned to have a water birth for three years. I burst into tears and told them how much that scared me. There are so many reasons I wanted a water birth, but the main reason is I convinced myself that was the only way I wouldn’t tear (I’m sorry to be so blunt, but there’s no other way to put that). Water birth majorly reduces that risk. They quickly said they’d try to get it filled up and hot quickly and maybe we would make it. I stayed in the back of the house with Chris, alternating between the bathroom and the bed. He was so amazing. Throughout the entire process, he would grab my hand as soon as he saw one coming, lean down so his cheek was touching mine, and talk to me the entire time. He told me how strong I was, how proud he was of me, how close we were to meeting Rosie. Our midwife and doula took turns watching and supporting me and trying to get the tub filled up. Our old hot water heater was not responding to this quick time frame very well. They had pots of water boiling on the stove to try to top it off and make it hot enough, but it just wasn’t working. I kept asking if the tub was going to be an option, but at some point, I stopped. I guess I resolved it wasn’t happening and my body was really telling me to push, so I was a bit distracted. In class, we had learned about Mother Directed pushing, which I am a big proponent of. The basic idea is that our bodies were created to do this and your body will tell you when, how much, and how to push. I believe this, but was a bit skeptical before going through it. It is 100% true. My body really took over and knew what to do, though my mind didn’t feel like I did. I started what I thought was pushing around 8:30 or so. I quickly realized that it wasn’t. The pressure waves were so unbelievably strong and I was struggling. All of a sudden, I was terrified to push her out. I don’t know why it came on suddenly. This surprisingly wasn’t a fear that I had throughout any of my preparations, but it hit me hard and quickly, maybe because of the water birth change. After awhile, my doula suggested a way for me to breathe while pushing and that was all it took. I began breathing like she said and I could feel my body pushing so differently. I pushed for what felt like forever and it really seemed I was making no progress. At this point, I was on all-fours on our bed with a large stack of pillows under my chest so I didn’t have to support myself. I had learned this was a great position to give birth in, but it’s one I said I’d never use. I don’t know why, but it just felt too strange to me. But in that moment, it was the only thing that felt right and I didn’t really care about my previous reservations. When you’re in the middle of that, you want to get the job done and what might’ve mattered to you before won’t right then. After what I think was an hour or so, I wanted to move positions and my birth team thought that would be a good idea. I went to sit on the toilet, which I know seems weird, but they said that a sitting position could be good to help bring her down and it was the closest seat. After pushing through just a few pressure waves there, I wanted to go back to the bed to my previous position. My midwife immediately told me how wonderful that move was. We had made major progress! I remembered then hearing that changing positions can be exactly what your body needs to work the baby down. When I started pushing back on the bed, I could feel a major shift. I knew it was her head trying to come out and the burning, stretching sensation was too much for me. It scared me to death and I just knew I was going to tear really badly based on how it felt. For a few pressure waves, I really shyed away from it and as soon as I would feel it, I would stop pushing. Then, I had this moment of clarity where I realized that I wanted her safely out and for this to be over and pushing through that was my only option. I began to push through it, which is my most vivid memory of the whole process. My midwife would tell me when to stop and when to push harder trying to keep me intact. For what I think was about thirty minutes (I had a clock I could see, but was obviously distracted), I pushed and with every push could feel that crowning sensation, but she just wasn’t coming out. They kept encouraging me that first time babies just take awhile and I was doing everything right. But finally, at 10:36, I gave one final big push. I felt that sensation and mustered everything in me to push through it. It was time for this to be over and time to meet her. I felt a strong stretching and burning for a second and then I felt her head come out. Within seconds, her whole body was out and she was being handed to me. Labor itself was very different than I thought it would be. During it, I would’ve said that it was way harder than I had anticipated. But the minute it was over, it didn’t seem as bad. Still the most difficult thing I’d ever done, but doable. I think the hardest part was the fear and the unknown. I had no clue how long certain parts would last. Pushing lasted for an hour and a half, which they later told me was because she had her hand up by her head. She was much harder to push out that way! But due to my delivery position, the slow pushing, my months of preparation and exercises, I didn’t tear at all. That is amazing with her little hand up by her head and I am so grateful. The moment that she was handed to me and I saw her, I burst into sobs. I think some of it was relief that it was over and the rest was just the surreal moment. I knew right then that would be one of the most memorable and defining moments of my life and I started at her, trying to take it all in. Looking back on the entire experience, I realize that God showed up in huge ways. For the entire pregnancy, Chris and I would pray together for the delivery and Rosie. Chris always prayed for a fast delivery. I was always scared to pray that because I knew that didn’t happen a lot. From the first consistent pressure waves to her being in my arms was just six hours! I am so grateful that it was so short, granted that’s why it felt so much harder than I expected. Things progressed way quicker than normal. And as much as I wanted to deliver in the tub, God also had his hand on that. I have a major history of passing out. I was so light-headed after she was born that there is no way I would’ve even made it out of the tub, much less back through the house and to the bed. Where I delivered, I just had to lay down. Three hours after she was born, I passed out coming back from the bathroom and only had to walk ten feet. I realize looking back that every part of my birth (other than delivering at home) went insanely different than I had pictured. But it was better. As hard as it was, I would do it the exact same way all over again. I would not change a thing. Rosie came out bright-eyed, healthy, and ready to eat. We got to have the peaceful home birth we’d planned. And I was left with the most amazing feeling. Not really a sense of pride, but a confidence that I didn’t have before. Since then, when we’ve had a really hard night with her or I can’t get her to calm down, I think back to the vivid memories I have of bringing her into the world and I am immediately filled with peace. I found a bravery and a strength inside myself that day that I didn’t know I had. I believed before giving birth that all women are strong and were created to do this, but I experienced that first-hand and it was such a beautiful thing. All in all, I am amazed at the miracle of birth and think it is something to majorly be celebrated! Regardless of how little ones are brought into the world or what choices women make about their birth, I am convinced that it is the most spiritual experience we’ll ever have. I put together a little video/slideshow for us to have to remember this journey and I wanted to share it with all of you! Our sweet doula took some amazing pictures of the birth and I am so happy to have them. You’ll notice the moment we see her it’s pretty dark. We had all of the lights off in the bedroom, which doesn’t make for great photos, but was exactly what I wanted at the time. Regardless, I will treasure these forever because they fully capture that moment for me. The song playing is “You’re Beautiful” by Phil Wickham. This is my absolute favorite song and when I first heard it years ago, I pictured having my first child with this song playing. I realize that’s a really strange thing to think, but it sparked something inside me. It was playing a good bit throughout labor and when Rosie was born, so it seems only fitting to be the little soundtrack to these memories. Thanks for joining me on this journey (and for reading my super long post!) In other exciting Rosie/blog news, her nursery will be officially revealed on Monday. I am thrilled to finally share that labor of love with all of you!
b&c @ DIY Playbook says February 13, 2015 at 8:10 am Congratulations!! We are so happy for you & your adorable family =) Reply
Corinna - For My Love Of says February 13, 2015 at 8:39 am Awww! Lindsay, you did beautifully! Congratulations on the amazing birth experience and I’m so happy Rosie is healthy! It was really nice of you to share all of this with us. My birth experience was nearly opposite, besides having a healthy baby, so it was interesting to read. I teared up a little to be honest! I’m so happy for you! Reply
Lindsay says February 13, 2015 at 4:58 pm Thank you Corinna! Regardless of how our little ones come into the world, I think birth is such an amazing thing. Thank you for your sweet comments 🙂 Reply
Rachel Knowlton says February 13, 2015 at 9:29 am Read every word! Such a beautiful story! Love the video too – especially the pictures of Chris encouraging you! So sweet. Can’t wait to meet baby girl! Reply
Lindsay says February 13, 2015 at 4:56 pm Thank you Rachel 🙂 I treasure those pictures and am so happy we have them! Reply
Jennifer @ Dimples and Tangles says February 13, 2015 at 9:41 am So happy that sweet baby girl is here! Reply
Lindsay says February 13, 2015 at 4:56 pm Thank you, Jennifer! I still can’t believe she’s here! Reply
Charity says February 13, 2015 at 10:02 am Congratulations on your sweet Rosie! Thanks for sharing with us. God bless you and your beautiful family! Reply
Natalie Klemek says February 13, 2015 at 10:13 am Thanks so much for sharing your back and birth story. It was wonderful! What a beautiful and tough mama you are … Welcome to the amazing world of being a mother! It’s funny how birth stories are usually so different than how we have planned or wanted them to be. I just gave birth via c-section to my second son about 8 weeks ago and seeing your video brought it all back. And that video … Simply perfect… I cried through the whole thing. Congratulations and remember to enjoy every little moment (even the rough ones) with your precious daughter. Reply
Lindsay says February 13, 2015 at 4:54 pm Thank you so much, Natalie! I love connecting with other mamas and so appreciate your encouragement and support! Reply
Heather says February 13, 2015 at 10:15 am What a beautiful story – thanks so much for sharing it! I saw your posts on Instagram and wanted to say congratulations!! Rosie is so beautiful you all must be so thrilled and proud! ~ Heather Reply
Lindsay says February 13, 2015 at 4:54 pm Thank you so much, Heather! I so appreciate your sweet comments! Reply
Hannah says February 13, 2015 at 10:27 am Let me first say that I am a big fan of your style and so much of my own home is based on, “what would Lindsay do?” 🙂 After reading this post, I feel like we would be friends if it weren’t for the states separating us. I just had my little guy 3 months ago–at home (water birth). The entire pregnancy was a whirlwind of decisions, prayer, and preparation that I will spare you the novel but suffice it to say that I would do it all over again. God truly has an amazing plan in His design of womens’ bodies that still leaves me humbled to think that He would use me to usher life forth into the world. And like you, I knew that as long as things progressed normally, being in the comfort of my own home was the best way I could welcome our little man–surrounded by his family and assisted by a wonderful midwife and birth assistant (both believers). I have been praying for your family and will continue to do so…for us, these first few months have been made possible by a whole lot of prayer and coffee 🙂 Reply
Lindsay says February 13, 2015 at 4:53 pm Hannah, you just made my day! I think we would hit it off!!! I love hearing a bit of your story too. That is amazing! We had such a great experience and I’m so happy to hear that you did too. Birth is such a beautiful thing! And getting to deliver at home surrounded by a supportive group of believers is a treasure 🙂 Reply
Sherri says February 13, 2015 at 11:08 am I’m all teary-eyed writing this. Amazing birth story and what a gift from God with your beautiful baby girl. Our plans are rarely what God ordains for us, no matter how we prepare for something or seek His wisdom. But by God’s grace and design, you have your girl and she was delivered naturally and at your home. God is good. Do you believe in taking her to a pediatrician now that she has been born? God bless your family. Reply
Lindsay says February 13, 2015 at 4:52 pm Hi Sherri! Thank you so much for your sweet compliments 🙂 We are taking her to a local pediatrician. They are a faith-based practice, which we love! They are a great practice. We definitely believe in minimizing medicine wherever you can, but we also don’t totally discount medicine at all! So we really trust them 🙂 Reply
Amber says February 13, 2015 at 11:30 am Wow. Just wow. Tears of joy and amazement at your strength and bravery! Congratulations, dear friend! Reply
Terri Hughes says February 13, 2015 at 11:38 am Congratulations to both of you. Little Rosie is adorable. God Bless you all. Reply
Jennifer from va says February 13, 2015 at 12:15 pm Congratulations girlie!! Loved to read of your experience! Many blessings to you. Reply
Lauren says February 13, 2015 at 1:10 pm Yep, I definitely cried just watching that. So beautiful getting a glimpse of her first moments in the world. Thank you for sharing your heart. You are so incredibly brave and strong for doing a home birth! Also, random I know, but I saw a little glimpse of a palmetto and moon on someone’s shirt in one of your photos. Are you a Carolina girl too?! I live in upstate SC. 🙂 Reply
Lindsay says February 13, 2015 at 4:49 pm Hi Lauren! Thank you so much! What a small world! We’re in Greenville, SC! Where are you in the Upstate?? Reply
Lauren says February 13, 2015 at 5:06 pm Oh cool! I love Greenville! I live right on the NC/SC border in Fort Mill. Reply
Bethany @ Dwellings by DeVore says February 13, 2015 at 2:29 pm I love reading birth stories too, thank you for sharing! Congrats on your sweet Rosie! She is precious! Reply
Diana says February 13, 2015 at 4:09 pm Like right out of an Ina Mae Gaskin book! Congrats. I love hearing natural birth stories. Reply
Lindsay says February 13, 2015 at 4:48 pm Thank you so much, Diana! That is such a compliment 🙂 Reply
deonna says February 13, 2015 at 4:37 pm Love the pre-baby paintings…it will be cool to look at them someday with those memories. She’s a cutie 🙂 Reply
Meghan says February 13, 2015 at 5:28 pm Yes! I love this so much – so glad you opted for a home birth and that it went so smoothly for you! Can’t wait to meet her once we’re all healthy again!!!! Reply
Brittany says February 13, 2015 at 8:19 pm Reading your beautiful blog and watching this sweet video makes me relive Madison’s birth. It brought me to tears remembering the first time seeing her, and now she is turning one next Friday. The time flies by so enjoy every sweet, precious moment with sweet Rosie! Every moment is priceless and a blessing from God. Reply
Aja says February 13, 2015 at 8:33 pm Congratulations!! This is so precious and amazing. I love reading birth stories, too. So glad yours turned out just as He planned! Rosie is beautiful, congrats mama! Reply
Kayla says February 13, 2015 at 9:08 pm I loved reading Rosie’s birth story! I had a natural birth with my daughter (she was birthed in a hospital but I labored entirely at home – she was born within an hour of arriving to the hospital!). I for sure want to have a home birth next time! I live in Anderson SC so I will definitely have to check out the widwives in Greenville. Congrats on sweet little Rosie! Love reading your blog! Reply
Autumn Beach says February 13, 2015 at 9:46 pm Lindsay, it’s all just so beautiful…your post, the video, and of course that sweet baby girl. Thank you so much for sharing your story and your heart and your faith. Life with kids never really seems to go as planned; however, like another reader pointed out…our plans aren’t God’s plans. And that’s a good thing. But I am so encouraged by your strong faith and trust in the Lord…regardless of circumstances. Sweetest congrats to you. Reply
Meg says February 14, 2015 at 12:25 am You did it!! Your birthing sounds positively joyous. And now you get to relish what a precious little being you cradle in your arms. Oh, enjoy every minute. I could relate to so much of your birth story! I used Hypnobabies as well for both my births and i just loved how it prepares you to be in a confident and positive mindset for the whole experience. I’m so excited for you that you got to enjoy a homebirth too! Your home is the place where the magic happens. And, girl, did it happen. So happy for you!!! Reply
Judy Clark says February 14, 2015 at 8:14 am Lindsay, Let me tell you that you are a brave person. I watched your birth video twice and it brings me to tears every time. I was born at home almost 66 years ago. Women did not go to hospitals back then especially in rural areas. My Mother was very brave too! God Bless You and your precious little family. Your little Rosie is perfect. I pray a special blessing over her today. Judy Clark Reply
Ann says February 15, 2015 at 10:38 am thank you for sharing your birth story and the video. Brought me to tears. I too recently gave birth last Sunday and was so scared of the unknown. Prayer got me through it. Congratulations and your little nugget is beautiful. Reply
Eileen says February 15, 2015 at 12:14 pm I teared up at that video Lindsay! Such amazing memories. She is gorgeous and I’m so happy for you two lovebirds! Reply
Beth of designPOST interiors says February 15, 2015 at 9:35 pm So sweet! Welcome to your new world, new life, and new little love! Reply
Kathy Barnett says February 15, 2015 at 10:34 pm is beautiful. As I was reading your post, I was having one of those moments filled with thoughts we acquire through time and life experiences. We plan and plan (worse for those of us ADD OCDers) and our “plan” goes well, not as scripted. The end result is same but we were out of control. Lamaze is so “last century” but in 1985 it was the thing to do. I was pregnant with my first. We didn’t know he that he was a he as Ultrasound was in early stages. I had gone to classes, practiced my breathing, picked out my “focuspoint”, packed my bags and was as prepared as I could be. One thing I didn’t plan on was his head being the size of a basketball. Needless to say, I failed Lamaze. Thirty six, yes 36,hours of labor, 2cm and no engaged head. I was a failure. I had to have a C-section. I was devastated, a loser with a Capital L. But I had a healthy baby boy. Over time I began to realize had I been on a wagon train in 1865, somewhere in Kansas, both of us probably would have died. My baby will be 30 on April 30th. My hope is you will be as blessed as I have been with such an extraordinary blessing. He still amazes and I am absolutely astounded with the life God has opened for him. His arrival didn’t go as I planned and neither has his adult life, it is MORE than I would dared dream. He is a football coach at Clemson. I never saw this coming. Enjoy Rosie Mills. She will be 30 before you can turn around. Maybe she will be the first woman president of the SBC. ? Reply
Abbey says February 17, 2015 at 1:56 pm SO happy for you!! I did hypnobirthing with both my little guys so can relate in many ways 🙂 Reply
Morgan says February 18, 2015 at 5:41 am Wow! What a compelling story; so glad you shared it. I cried through it all. Love learning about this process of delivery. The pictures of your husband supporting are remarkable. What a beautiful family you two have created with God as priority. Reply
Monica says February 19, 2015 at 10:45 am Hi Lindsay! Long time lurker, love your style and your blog!! I just wanted to say we had a very similar experiences, from the backstory to the birth. I started out in a hospital with doctor/nurses looking at me like I’d grown three heads when I said I wanted natural childbirth. A friend of my husband told me about their experience a the local birthing center and everything feel into place at that point. we labored at home (from 12:30 – 6pm) and then drove 22 minutes to the birthing center where our little boy was born at 6:50! The car ride alone was rough because I was fighting the urge to push. I wanted a water birth but they said there wasn’t time (and there wasn’t!) but the kinds midwives filled up the tub anyway. The sound of the tub filling up really helped though. It’s so funny how you prepare for the event, nothing works out the way you think, but once it’s all over you’d do it again the exact same way in a heartbeat! Sounds like most of our biggest and sometimes smallest life lessons. Rosie is beautiful!! So happy for you and Chris! As I’m sure you have already figured out time moves so fast so be sure to take the time each day to really enjoy it. I knew this, but I didn’t really KNOW it until I was living it each day. God bless Reply
Lindsay says February 27, 2015 at 1:01 pm Monica, thank you so much for taking the time to write such a thoughtful comment! I love hearing that others had similar experiences! In fact, I love hearing all birth stories! Like I said in the post, it’s just such a miracle, regardless of how it happens. I’m loving each day! I’m fighting guilt to get back to work – a downside of being your own boss and working at home. There isn’t a set start date. But I am loving every minute with her and cuddling and enjoying her! Reply
Susan says March 4, 2015 at 10:09 am I somehow missed the announcement of the birth, but I just read your post and watched the video with my two girls and all I can say is we oohed ad awed all the way through it. She’s a beautiful little girl, and it sounds like your birth experience was wonderful. I have five beautiful blessings and each of their births holds special and precious memories for me. Congratulations, new mama! Wishing you lots of love and blessings with your new little one! 🙂 Reply
brittanyMakes says March 5, 2015 at 7:13 pm what a story!!!!! ah man, this kind of gives me chills, I feel like I blocked out so much of my (very painful!) experience. I love the slideshow at the end! Reply
Katie says May 6, 2015 at 4:00 pm Absolutely wonderful post! I cried during your video. She is so beautiful! Thank you so much for sharing. This makes me want another one! Reply
Lauren @ The Thinking Closet says November 28, 2015 at 8:22 pm Just now reading your birth story, but I’m so very glad I did! What a powerful testimony. And that video – – had me in tears! The hugs between you and hubby plus the song (one of my faves) did me in! Thank you for your transparency and sharing all the honest emotions you underwent. And congrats on your little Rosie! What a dear name. Blessings to you and your family this season, Lindsay. Reply
Lindsay says November 29, 2015 at 10:08 pm Awww, thank you so much, Lauren! It already seems so long ago, but what a precious day that was! Reply
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