We are so very pleased to introduce the newest member of our Fisher Missions Team!!
Isaac Leo Fisher
Born July 31st, 2013 at 9:10 in the morning
19 1/2 inches long
I figured all of the mommies would love to hear the story of Mr. Isaac's birth (For those not interested in this kind of stuff, you can skip to the end :) )
Tuesday, July 30th
I was enjoying my second day of unemployment/waiting for baby by visiting the Farmer's market and running a few much needed errands. I had been getting lots of Braxton Hicks the past few days, but the ones I had been having that day were a bit stronger than before. Knowing I was a first time mom, I didn't really get my hopes up but was thankful for the fact that more B&H now meant less work later!
After visiting Jay at work, I went home, let my midwife know that my B&H were becoming to come in patterns, and that they were a bit stronger. Still not getting my hopes up, I took a nap, and they went away.
The B&H came back while I was making dinner, and while eating dinner, Jay and I started timing them. Again, they were getting pretty regular, and getting stronger. After an hour of timing, I decided to go take a bath to see if they would go away. As soon as I stepped into the bath, they disappeared aaaannnddd.....
8:00pm (Official start of labor)
.... Started right back up again. I decided to start using my handy dandy app to time my contractions while I watched a movie. I started out sitting in our recliner, but very quickly moved to our bed because I was so uncomfortable, and the contractions were getting stronger.
I had been keeping my midwife, Gina, in the loop while all of this was going on. I sent her an email with my contraction report around 10:00. She told me it might just be a false alarm, and they might pitter out if I get some rest.
Wednesday, July 31st
After hours of barely sleeping between contractions that came 5 minutes apart (Poor Jay didn't get any sleep at all, he was my faithful contraction recorder) I finally decided to text Gina and let her know that they were not going away. After reviewing my newest log of contractions, she told me she was picking up her assistants and heading down from Denver (About 2 1/2 hours away from where we were in Pueblo) I can genuinely say I was surprised! She told me to get some more rest if I could before heading over to my parents house, 20 minutes away. I called my mom, and let her know we would be heading over later that morning
Needless to say, I couldn't get anymore rest. I decided to get up and take a nice warm shower to soothe my back, which was taking the brunt of all my contractions. Jay and I slowly gathered all of the last minute things we needed, pausing frequently to get through contractions (I remember ending up in the fetal position on our bedroom floor for a while while Jay gathered up things around me.)
After gathering up everything, we finally headed out. My contractions seemed like they were getting stronger and a lot more intense.
Having contractions while restrained in a vehicle, suck.
We arrive at my parents house to the sight of my mom, dad, and good friend Lisa bustling about. They had already laid out everything we would need for the birth, including blowing up the kiddie pool we had bought for the occasion. Since everything was ready, and all we needed to do was wait for Gina and the rest of "The Midwife Squad" (As we have come to call them) to arrive, we just sat on the couch, chatted and laughed at my mom's spastic kitten (He was very excited to be around so many people during "his" time of the day) in between contractions. When contractions came I ended up on with my knees on the ground and my upper body on the couch. My mom heated up some rice packs (Best invention EVER!) to put on my back, which would take a beating until the very end.
Gina, Heather, and Meridian ("The Midwife Squad") arrived, and checked my progress. Much to everyone's surprise (Gina thought I looked WAY to calm to be in labor) I was already 5, almost 6 centimeters dilated!
The rest was such a blur, I can't even remember the times everything happened (I think I have a pretty good excuse) So I am resorting to bullet points (Which may or may not be in complete order)
After a haze of a morning, my little Isaac was born. Its amazing how much energy you have after giving birth. Even though I had barely slept during the whole ordeal, the adrenaline rush I had kept me awake though I thought I would crash right away.
The perk of having Isaac at my parent's house was their king size bed, which became home base for the next day and a half. The fact that it was so big meant that we could have everyone in one place at all times. At one point during the day my dad (Now called Grand-Dude) was napping in the big chair with his grandson, my mom (Meme) was napping at the end of the bed, my sister was asleep next to me, and Jay was leaning on the bed perusing on his tablet. It was a perfect scene :)
I feel so blessed to have such a smooth labor. The fact Isaac came early was a gift, and that (compared to most first time mom's) labor was short was a relief. I had such amazing support from everyone who was there (Yes, eight people attending a birth may seem like a lot, but everyone had their part, and it didn't seem crowded at all!) and overall had a very enjoyable experience. Its an empowering thought to know you survived what is called the most painful thing a woman will ever endure, without a scratch, and with such a perfect gift at the end of it all.
Thank you for all of the prayers and thoughts sent our way during my pregnancy and during Isaac's birth! They are much appreciated!
Just think....now you all have super cute posts about Isaac to look forward to in the future :D