“Whenever and however you intend to give birth, your experience will impact your emotions, your mind, your body and your spirit for the rest of your life.” – Ina May Gaskin
Easton Arend Wassing
Born August 20th 2016
8 pounds 9 ounces
20 inches long
On December 17, 2015 after four months of trying. My husband and I were so excited to finally be pregnant with our second baby. My pregnancy was pretty by the books, no abnormalities, no complications, just the usual first trimester morning sickness (or as we all know it “all day sickness”). My due date was set to be August 21 2017.
It was the week of my due date, and we had my final appointment on Friday August 19. I had been having Braxton hicks contractions for about a week, and was convinced I would be a few centimetres dilated. To my disappointment I was not dilated at all!
So my doctor decided to schedule an induction date for the following Wednesday – that was her only day at the hospital that week and she wanted to deliver for me. We were excited to finally have an end date, but we’re hoping and praying we could go into labour naturally that weekend.
My doctor suggested a membrane sweep – and with much coaxing from my husband and hesitation from myself (if you’ve ever had one done you know exactly why I was hesitant) – I agreed! And it was just as terrible as I remember with my first son.
We left the doctors and grabbed a quick bite to eat and the contractions started almost immediately. Nothing consistent or extremely painful – but they were happening. Throughout the evening and into the night I was still having them – things didn’t pick up until about 5 AM. I woke up to a pretty painful one and I knew it was going to be baby day!
I woke my husband up and just warned him we would be leaving soon, and headed downstairs to clean myself up and get everything ready. At this point the contractions were becoming more frequent and painful – and by 630AM they were only 6 minutes apart.
It was time to leave for the hospital – so we called my mother in law and packed up the car! I remember being in the car and feeling so relaxed and at ease, we laughed and talked about what we thought he would look like, and whether or not Hudson and him would grow up being best friends. We were ready for this baby.
By the time we got to the hospital, checked in, and got hooked up to the monitors it was 730AM – I was so ready to know how dilated I was. To my surprise I was already at a 5 – the contractions were still about 5 minutes apart and not super painful so I thought I wouldn’t be as dilated as I was.
Around 830AM my dad showed up (he is my saving grace – the only person who can talk me out of a panic attack so he is a necessity in my labours) and my mom was on her way, she lives 3.5 hours away from us.
For the next hour or so; my dad, Corey and I just talked, and laughed. We ate freezies and they talked me through every contraction. They were so amazing during the whole labour – as was my awesome nurse Kelly.
930AM came around and it was time for my epidural (hallelujah!). All my anxiety literally melted away after I got it – I was so relaxed and so excited to meet my baby boy! I still to this day think about how amazing this whole experience was, and how much I really absorbed and enjoyed everything I was going through. It was so much different then my first labour – more on that another day.
This is the after picture of my epicure! The worst part is the tape they rip off!
At about 1040AM I was getting super impatient and wanted to know if I had dilated anymore – so my nurse checked me and I was at an 8!! That’s when my doctor decided to break my water and things really picked up from there. By 1130AM I felt so much pressure, I was convinced he was going to fall out! Kelly checked me again, I was at a 9 and she said we would have a baby before 1 o’clock.
At 12PM she decided to check again. The only words that came out of her mouth were “looks like you’re having a baby right now” as she left the room calling for other nurses and the doctor. It was go time, I was so excited but so nervous – I knew I had to stay calm, I wanted to cherish this birth, I wanted to enjoy it. So I kissed my dad goodbye (he’s not comfortable being in the delivery room) and he whispered to me “you got this kid”.
At this point we weren’t sure my mom was going to make it in time – things were moving so quickly. At 12:04PM the doctor came in, got everything set up and we did our first “practice push”. That’s when by the grace of god my mom came running in – seriously what amazing timing!
I pushed for a second time, and then for a third. And the next thing I heard was my beautiful babies first cries. He was here, and he was perfect. he was almost nine pounds which was surprising to us – Hudson was only 6. And he had dark brown hair and brown eyes. So different from my blonde hair blue eyed babe – but yet they looked the same.
Easton Arend Wassing – August 20 2016 12:11PM – 8lbs 9oz – 20in
We were instantly in love.
The rest of the day was filled with sweet baby snuggles, visitors and lots of naps. I will never forget the moment Hudson met his baby brother – it was the single best moment of my life.
” Birth is a pinnacle where women discover the courage to become mothers. “