I seriously thought this baby will never come out. I kind of assumed that every pregnancy will be a few days shorter… Well, I was proven wrong.
But the wait was totally worth it.
Benny was born on September 1st, 10 days after his due date. 7lb 4oz, 19 inches tall.
And he owes us a movie!
We were so tired of sitting around that on Saturday, August 31st, my husband and I decided to go out for a date night. My brother and his girlfriend were here to help us (I seriously don’t know how we could have gone through those couple of weeks without them!), so we left them with the girls and went to watch a movie.
Right before Clary and her shadowhunters friends were about to fight the demons for the last time in the movie (City of Bones), I started feeling very strong pressure in my lower abdomen. It got stronger by the minute, so we had to leave 30 minutes before the end of the movie. The manager of the cinema saw us on our way out, and I guess from the look on my face and the way I was walking he understood what was going on. He handed my husband two movie tickets and wished us luck.
I am still holding Benny accountable for my curiosity. Now I have to wait until the movie comes out on DVD to see the end.
We arrived at the birth center around 9:30pm. My contractions got stronger, about 5 minutes apart, and my water broke at 11pm. We were having a baby very soon.
Or maybe not…
Everything stopped at 3am. I couldn’t believe it! The contractions stopped. I felt nothing. We were sent home to rest.
I woke up Sunday morning feeling great, like there was nothing going on the night before. But I was extremely frustrated. I wanted this baby out. I was also worried for him by then because the water broke and the chance for infection was great.
We decided to meet the midwife at the birth center after lunch for a check up. The plan was to wait until midnight. If nothing happened by then (24 hours after the water broke) we will go to the hospital to get induced.
Meanwhile, I was to drink a glass of Castor oil (run away as fast as you can when coming across this stuff!) and to tie my pregnant belly with a white sheet in attempt to tilt the baby deeper into the birth canal.
And then it started again. At 4:45pm I felt contractions coming.
It all happened so fast! Within an hour and twenty minutes I went from being 3 cm dilated to 10. And after another forty minutes, he was out in my arms. The whole thing took two hours.
It was so intense, and I was exhausted, but so relieved to hold him and know that he is fine.
I had help from the most amazing midwife, Sarah, the same midwife who stayed with us for 40 hours while giving birth to Maya. Benny was also delivered in the same blue room at the birth center where we stayed before transferring to the hospital with Maya. Sarah said she would have never forgiven herself if she had to take us to the hospital again. Thankfully, she didn’t.
My husband seriously needs to consider a change in his occupation. He is a great locksmith and business owner but I think he can become a very popular doula. He certainly has enough experience by now.
We went home 5 hours after the birth.
The girls met their brother on Monday morning. They are so interested in him. Maya wants to hold him all the time and Nori kisses him on his head every chance she gets.
It was a painful week for me, but I am starting to feel much better. Tomorrow Benny will have his Brith, a Jewish circumcision ceremony, I hope I’ll manage that….
Lastly, here is a picture of my husband few days after he was born. What do you think? Do they look alike?