I delivered a baby today.
(I know, right?!!!!)
Delivering a baby was certainly was NOT on my “to-do” list for the day, trust me.
And yet, it is exactly what happened.
(See, this is what I mean when I try to tell people that while I certainly make choices that bring oddity, catastrophe, drama and WTH?! into my life, I am also the sort of person that just has UNBELIEVABLE THINGS HAPPEN TO THEM.)
My biggest plan for the day was to write.
And write.
Then write some more.
And possibly eat a lot of jumbo-sized marshmallows straight out of the bag.
In fact, this was NOT the post I thought I would be publishing today.
I had a bittersweet epiphany yesterday and it finally gave me the inner permission and freedom I need to write without being hampered by the thoughts, expectations and worry about others and their reactions to what I have to say or chose to disclose to the world and how it will affect them. I was finally going to write about some things that had been going on that have been weighing on me, making me sad, and that I have been really wanting and needing to write about. I need to hash and work it out, pick myself up and try to move on and progress.
Which, for me, includes writing about it.
And I will.
But this story takes precedence, you know?
So, how in the WORLD did Loralee end up in the position of delivering a baby in an emergency birth, you ask?
Well, let me tell you.
My husband’s family was having a big family lunch in a neighboring town.
I didn’t want to go.
It’s not that I didn’t want to see the family. I did. I love seeing them. I just felt…awful. I have been having a really hard time lately. September is such a difficult month for me. And there has been a lot that has happened this month to make it even more difficult. I’ve been kicked while down, if you get my drift.
So, instead of going to dinner with everyone, I stayed behind. I curled up under the covers and slept.
I woke up and like I am wont to do, I wanted a Diet Coke.
But we didn’t have any in the house.
So, as I am also wont to do, I went out with my air-dried bed head, no make up, bra-less, barefoot and sporting my Sweet Moments swag tshirt I got from BlogHer. I know what you’re thinking. And, YES. I was SERIOUSLY STUNNING, people.
I drove to my favorite gas station (which is my favorite because it has a drive thru window and thus it enables my bad habit of going out looking like homeless road kill) and I ordered a Diet Coke, medium ice.
On my way home, I heard a small noise from my car and I immediately thought, “I should drive to my Inlaw’s house and call Jonathan to check it out before I drive home.”
WHICH WAS STUPID.
I NEVER just go to my inlaws. Not without Jonathan or the kids. And they weren’t even there. My house is only about 2 miles from theirs and so the thought to go and wait there when I looked like crap and when I just wanted to go crawl back into bed and forget about my existence for awhile longer was just.not.normal for me.
But as I got closer, I thought it again…“Go to your inlaw’s and wait for Jon to check the car.”
So, I did.
When I pulled up I saw a truck I didn’t recognize. I went inside the house and just as I opened the door, my brother-in-law, Ben, came up the last stair with the phone in his hand. “Is Josh with you??!” I thought it was an odd question. Why would my brother-in-law be with me?
“No. Why?”
“Amy’s water just broke. She’s downstairs.”
Oh, boy.
I ran quickly to the downstairs guest room while Ben made a phone calls to get help.
Amy is my sister-in-law. She was due to deliver in a couple of weeks. She and her husband (Jonathan’s brother), Josh, came up for the weekend to visit. They came to our house yesterday night for the last BBQ of the summer and then were driving back to their house about 100 miles away in Heber City. Amy and I had had an extensive discussion about her birth plan, which included a midwife, a homebirth and a birthing tub.
Her plan was about to change.
She was laying on her side in the darkened room and was in obvious pain, but not screaming, horrible pain. I took it as a sign that we had some time for everyone to get there. I put down my keys, soda and phone and got onto the bed where she was laying and started rubbing her back and asked how she was doing.
“Call Kim and Andie. Get Josh.”
Andi and Kim are our sister-in-laws. Andi is a nurse that has a lot of NICU experience and Kim is well…KIM. She is so even keeled and amazing in situations like this and knows about every homeopathic remedy known to man.
Either of them would be SO MUCH BETTER IN THIS SITUATION AND OMG WHY WERE THEY NOT THE ONES THAT WERE HERE????! Instead we had me–a Diet Coke swilling, heathen of a non-medically trained girl that was scared out of her mind and feeling so, so ill-equipped for what was happening.
I hurriedly called Jonathan and asked him if Josh and Andy were on their way that they needed to hurry because Amy was delivering her baby. I assumed that Ben had called and told him what was going on and that I WAS THE ONE DELIVERING THE BABY (turns out he had no clue and was very confused how I knew that when I was supposed to be at home. Whoops. My bad. I was a little distracted.)
“Ok, Amy. Josh and Andie and Kim are on their way. Do you want to go to a hospital?”
“No. I need to get up…”
I helped her up and when she stood over she hunched over and told me she needed to go to the bathroom.
Which if you have ever given birth? USUALLY MEANS THAT YOU ARE ABOUT TO PUSH.
THIS WAS SO NOT GOOD.
I have birthed 4 babies. But in a confession, I have never watched them. (I have issues). And I have never seen anyone deliver nor helped them through the delivery process. Everything I have ever gone through is as the mother.
NOT THE MIDWIFE.
I told her to lay back down right away, “Let me check you.” And as I got her out of her underwear I thought, “LET ME CHECK YOU? LET ME CHECK YOU????!!! WHAT THE FREAK ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO BE FREAKING CHECKING FOR, LORALEE???!!!!! YOU’VE NEVER EVEN WATCHED ANYONE GIVE BIRTH. YOU’VE NEVER EVEN WATCHED YOURSELF GIVE BIRTH!!!!!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE HELL YOU ARE DOING!!!!! YOU DON’T KNOW NOTHING ABOUT BIRTHIN’ BABIES, MISS SCARLETT!!!!”
But you know…you can’t let the person relying on you to keep yourself together know that you are having an internal mental breakdown. Which was odd for me to know and follow through with. See, I am the flighty, emotional, NOT GOOD IN EMERGENCY one.
The one that always thought I should be the last person put in this kind of situation,ever. Everyone around me are nurses, cops, federal agents, computer people…all with logic and calm and the ability to perform under pressure in an emergency.
I am NOT one of those people, you know?
Until I was.
I focused on what I was doing and checked out the situation.
And that situation WAS OBVIOUS.
“OKAAAAYY…Well, we are going to have a Logan baby! I can see the head! It’s RIGHT here.”
“I know, I can feel him coming…help me turn on my side. I can’t push yet.”
As I helped her turn all I could think is, “Please, please, please do not let me do this alone. I don’t know what I am doing. If something happens to this baby or this mother I will not be able to make it through.”
The baby’s head kept coming further out as Amy tried her very best not to push.
This woman was AMAZING, people.
I have never seen anything like it. She was totally in control and somehow she was able to hold off until her husband raced into the room.
I have never been so glad to see anyone in my whole life. Besides the fact that I was agonizing that my brother-in-law might miss the birth of his child, I knew he had helped in the home birth of their 3-year-old.
I was not longer all by myself and the relief for me was huge.
We had a few very brief moments of updating and assessing the situation and to fling a joke about boiling water and ripping up sheets. Now that I knew someone was there in case the baby came suddenly I was able to RUN and grab trash bags and towels. We just got them under her when the baby started to COME. Josh took over main position and I moved slightly to his left to hold Amy’s leg and help guide the baby out.
In what seemed like the blink of an eye, I watched the sweetest, most perfect little ear I have ever seen come into view.
The baby’s head and half of his shoulder’s were out.
Amy stopped pushing.
I noticed at that point my Mother-in-law had made it into the room, too. she was at the foot of the bed peering over Josh and I.
I looked at the baby and saw one of his hands and arm was out and so was most of one shoulder.
“He’s almost out, Amy! One more push.”
“I’m not ready. I need to be ready and I’ll know when I am.”
I stared at the baby’s face.
He was perfect.
He was beautiful.
He. was. PURPLE.
This part was very difficult for me. I need to explain why.
The last baby I saw that was that shade was my own.
And he was dead.
Longtime readers will not learn anything new, but for those who are new, I am days away from the anniversary of my baby boy’s death.
This is a hugely difficult time for me. On September 23rd it will be 7 years since Mathew, my perfect, redheaded baby boy of almost 4 months, died in my arms in the trauma bay of an ER. It was the single worst, most traumatic moment of my life. I bear ugly, ugly scars and memories from it and they haunt me with a soul-flaying vengence this time of year.
So, I was staring at this tiny little baby, and he was purple. And I kept thinking and flashing back to the trauma bay of the hospital and the color of Matthew’s skin as they were working on him and when he lay in my arms and though I remained still for Amy and tried hard to not show it, I was nauseated with fear and I was almost beside myself with the urge to GET HIM OUT.
LET HIM BREATHE.
DO NOT LET HIM DIE.
OMG. HE. NEEDS. TO. BREATHE.
I heard my mother-in-law say, ‘He NEEDS to come out” and Amy said again that she wasn’t ready and there was something at me that knew she was right to listen to her body, which went against everything my fear was screaming at me.
But if I know ANYTHING is that I know mothers. And I know AMY. And I knew that she KNEW her body.
She was the mother and I knew that she knew better than anyone in the world what needed to happen to get her child into the world. So, I pushed down my own fears and listened to her. I kept making sure no fluid was around or in his mouth or nose the best I could and felt in his mouth to make sure there were not blood clots.
And I prayed. And I rarely pray. And my Mother-in-law prayed.
And somehow in all of that there was something that told me that the situation I was seeing was not abnormal. I am not sure why or how I knew this since again, I have never watched a birth, but it kept me calm.
Then Amy was ready and with one push, THERE HE WAS.
It all took about 15 minutes from beginning to end, though it felt like a lifetime.
I had a towel ready and helped Josh put it around the baby and then we united mother and son.
It was one of the most wonderful, beautiful, scary, intensely JOYFUL moments of my entire life.
Josh was amazing. Amy was amazing. Their sweet little baby is AMAZING.
Babies are my favorite thing. Every single one is a blessing and a joy.
And I needed that joy right now.
I took as many pictures as I could with my phone camera. (I felt as scared as I look.)
About a half-an-hour after he was born, Andie and Kim came along with Josh and Amy’s little boy, Adam. He was very excited to meet his little brother.
Andie is so sweet and capable (as is Kim). When I told her later the story of how I happened to be there and how weird it was she said, “I wish I had been here, I ignored a prompting to come!” And then my wise-cracking brother-in-law Ben piped in “I guess when God couldn’t get ahold of Andie he decided to give Loralee car trouble so I wouldn’t have to deliver it.”.
Yes…when all else fails, try calling on the one heathen inlaw with no medical training. You know, because that is the OBVIOUS CHOICE.
Heh.
Amy looked AMAZING. I have never seen anyone or heard of anyone deliver a baby like she did. She was a PRO. And she looked like an angel. This is her about 30 minutes after delivering:
(I kind of want to PhotoShop a halo around her head, a baby Jesus in her arms and a couple of oxen and sheep around a manger and put it on a Christmas card.)
As a reminder to you all, this was me when I delivered Butterlump:
I know, I know. I am totally hotter as a birth mom than Amy. I just don’t want to hurt her feelings by rubbing her face in it and stuff. (I think that the “Central Laundry” stamp on the front of my hospital gown just adds to the allure, don’t you?)
:)
After it was over, I could take a breath. Much later, I would flee the house with Jonathan to get groceries for dinner and a MUCH needed and deserved Diet Coke. And the overwhelming emotion that I had felt in that room was finally allowed out and I sobbed and shook and cried and felt gratitude that everything was ok.
That we had a new little baby to love on.
I was thrilled that it went as beautifully as it did.
Amy’s after care went fine as well. Andie checked the baby and delivered her placenta. My father-in-law is a medical supply enthusiast and we had every single supply known to mankind there so the baby could be suctioned out properly and monitored and mama could be taken care of. And we called her midwife who had to be in Logan that night, amazingly, so she got very good care.
Since their home and everything they had planned for the baby was 100 miles away, Jonathan ran to our house and grabbed Butterlump’s infant car seat and carrier, some Aden and Anais muslin wraps (LOVE) and then ran to the store for diapers, wipes, onsies and gowns for the little doodlebug.
We called my father-in-law, who is in South Carolina waiting to go over to Afghanistan and told him that he had a grandson that was given his name.
We told him that mother and baby are doing wonderfully and that he is MISSED.
All the family filled the house and it was a hugely joyful night for everyone.
I am so thrilled for the new parents. That is one lucky little baby. He is so loved.
And as for me and how I feel about it all…
I needed this joy.
I needed this day.
I needed this healing.
It was just the single most…unbelievable day.
HOW OFTEN DOES ONE GET TO EXPERIENCE SOMETHING LIKE THIS IN A LIFETIME?!
I was the least likely person in the universe to be worthy to help deliver a baby, but I am so thankful that it happened.
I delivered a baby into the world today.
And it has made all the difference.
David Michael: born September 12, 2010 at 4:05 pm. 8lbs 4 oz.
I’m so glad I got to help welcome you to the world, little one.
May every moment of your sweet little life be filled with as much love as you’ve given us.
Way to make me cry on a Monday morning. ;-)
That was hands down the most awesome blog post I have ever read.
So beautiful. The whole thing. Thank you for sharing.
I am supposed to be getting ready for work and here I am reading your truly amazing story which started my waterworks.
You totally rock.
Kelly
Wow! What an amazing story, Loralee! I’m seriously crying reading this.
For the past month, I’ve been waivering in my decision to switch college majors from psychology to nursing so I can become a midwife, but this story really helps put things in perspective.
WOW. They say that God fella works in mysterious ways, but he knew what he was doing putting you there. Congrats on the new addition to the family. You are awesome and brave. xo
So amazing and what a great experience!!! Way to go!!
{Why do they make hospital gowns look like prison outfits?}
I am in shock at this amazing moment that you shared with your family. I was in tears and laughing at the same time. Thank you Scary Mommy for posting this on Twitter! I can’t wait to read more of your blog. Good job!
WOW! I am holding back tears here at my desk at work and so excited that you had this experience.
I know you are estranged from your religion, but I do believe this is God showing you how he still loves you, and wants to bring joy into your life. You say, “why the heathen person who has no medical training.” I say, “why not give this experience — this gift — to the very person who needs it most.”
I am so excited for you, and impressed with how you held it together. Your SIL is so lucky to have you!
Oh you know I love this. So beautiful. You are great love. You can come to the birth of my babe if you want.
Oh my gosh, that is amazing! I’m so glad you were having car trouble!! What an outstanding moment to be front and center for! You, my formerly red-haired pal, are spectacular.
Absolutely the coolest post I’ve read in a while. I’m glad you got to experience it and you did AMAZING! Big love to mama, baby and the entire family. He is gorgeous! Just perfect. Sounds like you are a natural.
WOW! What a rush that must have been! New life is miraculous enough but i can’t even imagine what it must feel like to aid in that miracle! Nice job!
Sometimes we don’t know how to heal…..we try to heal ourselves too soon, or too late. I think this miraculous thing happened to heal you, to bring peace to your heart, to let you grow again. Nothing will ever change the past, but things can help your future. You did amazing, your sil and bil did amazing, and that baby did amazing. I am so happy and proud of you all…….. see you in a few hours…..xoxoxoxox, Tiffany
Great job! And you thought you were just going out for a little diet coke. I’m so happy you got to welcome a new little life into this world. I hope your part in this birth helped ease your pain a little bit. Welcome to the world Baby!
That is awesome and when I saw awesome, I mean it in it’s definition. I am full of awe. I have the chills. I am happy for you to experience that. Just…wow. Big smile on my face right now.
HOLY. OMG.
Wow. What a truly amazing story. So happy for your family. So glad you got this healing. Wow.
Inspiring. *HUGS*
OMG. Truly beautiful. Amazing. Wow.
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I just schmeared my make-up all to hell reading @looneytunes post (http://ht.ly/2DpQW) she DELIVERED a baby!! Way to step up, girl!!
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@looneytunes OMG! I just read your post! What an amazing, and magical experience! I laughed.. I cried. It was beautiful.
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My dear friend @looneytunes assisted in the delivery of a birth yesterday. Unplanned. I am SO proud of her! http://ow.ly/2DxLu
ScaryMommy 12:03pm via Web
@looneytunes You can cross that one off your bucket list. But, how are you ever going to top it?! :)
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@phdinparenting @looneytunes laughed and cried (in my head, but still). Awesome story.
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This is beautiful –> The accidental midwife: http://tinyurl.com/2fedlqj (via @looneytunes)
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@ScaryMommy @looneytunes wow! You are amazing!! Such s precious thing for you to share with your sister-in-law :)
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@looneytunes That was such an awesome story. So glad you shared it :)
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@looneytunes um, that is the best thing I have read in a long time. Totally crying right now.
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I love the “mysterious ways” of the Universe, don’t you? Knew what you needed and put in right in front of you-enjoy the love :)
Oh my God, that is just amazing. I am so happy it was you that got to do this, so happy. Congrats to all xx
I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw this. And now? I can’t even wrap my head around it. Amazing.
What a fabulous story! Thank goodness you answered the call!
Crying a ridiculous amount of tears right now. What a beautiful BEAUTIFUL baby <3
What an eloquent and dramatic retelling of the story. You had me at the end of my chair, and grabbing the tissue box. There are no coincidences. This was meant to happen to you. To bring you this joy at this dark time of your year.
This is a beautiful story, and it made me cry. I believe with all my heart that this is an outstanding example of Divine Intervention. What a blessing this was for you and that darling baby’s family.
amazing. good work. that is one cute little baby. i have only seen one birth-it was quite by accident and it changed me. coolest thing ever.
What an amazing way for Heavenly Father to help comfort you during this difficult time of the year. I hope this experience helps to heal some of the pain you feel with the loss of your little boy.
This was definitely a “called to serve” moment!!! Great Job!
holy cow! Talk about the universe taking care of its own! You needed healing and she needed help. Funny how that works.
What an absolutely amazing story, Loralee.
hugs and MORE healing to you, sweetie!
That is so beautiful.
damn you for making me cry. I never cry at blog posts. But this one broke me. So amazing, so beautiful.
I am the other grandma, thousands of miles away. I too cried as I read your description of David Michael’s birth. I could not be there to assist in this miracle, but gratefully you were. Amy is amazing, Josh is amazing, you are amazing. Thank you for the pictures; I felt as if I were there with you and that helped fill the anguish of not being there in person.
CONGRATULATIONS, GRANDMA!!!!
I love that you came here and commented.
I am so sorry that you could not be there. I am sure that is horribly difficult on you and your husband. (I cannot WAIT to be a grandma–best job in the world.)
I love your daughter so much. Amy is just an angel. You would have been so proud of her. And Josh was utterly in control and knew just what to do to deliver him. They worked as an amazing team. I’m honored I could be there to help out.
(I have a few more photos I will be emailing to Amy off my phone and she can send them to you!)
CONGRATULATIONS…David Michael is the sweetest little bundle. I’m sure he cannot wait to meet you.
Good luck on the mission.
xo
Loralee
“DITTO” to all the comments above. I can’t come up with anything original because the ladies before me really seem to have said it all. Amazing, Mama.
I am a sucker for a good birth story and that one is my favorite so far! What an awesome experience! I am really glad I checked you blog because I really needed something to lift my spirits. This amazing story worked like a charm! I am happy for you that you were able to experience a joyful moment in this month that is usually so hard for you.
Ah, Loralee, I can always count on you to make me both cry an laugh. I just reread it for the second time an I still had the same reactions.
Lots of love,
Ksenia
P.S. Can I call you Dr. Lora now?
You were the EXACT right person to be there, for so many reasons. But mostly because you were the person who listened to that seemingly random, non-sensical voice in your head telling you to be there. I just had goosebumps all over reading this post, amazing amazing AMAZING, in so many ways! Congratulations to your whole family, David Michael is a beautiful baby!
UN-believable! Wow. Thank you for sharing this amazing, wonderful experience with us.
-Deb for Ecover
Just four months ago, I learned firsthand that this can happen when I had a labor that was only 3 hours long for my 2nd baby and delivered him in the bathroom with no one in the house except my husband and sleeping 4 year old. My husband caught the baby. Our midwife (we’d been planning a birth center birth) rushed over but still missed the placenta delivering. At this point, I would be terrified and thrilled to be on the other end of this kind of experience. What an amazing thing to have done in life! It’s wonderful, and I’m so glad it went smoothly.
I’ve just come back and re-read this. And am still in awe.
New life is so beautiful, and I’m glad you were there to experience it at this time.
I believe there are no coincidences in life, that everything happens for a reason. I also believe that you are the most deserving person to be involved in such a miracle. Holy crap, what an unbelievably special experience! And kudos for all for keeping so calm and trusting the process. Amazing!
- Suzanne
Having just written a blog about coffins – seriously, and putting off climbing into bed since my hub is not home … I perused the blogosphere and found you … and read this,
and now its 1am, and you made me feel way better.
What an amazing experience, thanx for sharing that!
Glad I stopped by today!
If THAT was not God stepping in, I don’t know what was. You made me tear and giggle and WOW! Today is different than it was 10 minutes ago. You win auntie of the year. <3
I am SO happy for you. What an amazing experience. How do you make me cry so easily when I almost never cry?
I am a very skeptical person and never believe in destiny or fate or angels. Except when I do.
In this particular case, I do.
Way to rise to the occasion, Auntie Loralee!
I am so jealous of this experience. I have thought about becoming a doula or midwife. The opportunity to usher in life is something that is a blessing beyond comprehension.
I am thankful that your “heathen ears” :) were listening to the suggestion! :)
whoa that is crazy insane and so cool. so beautiful. love you.
What a happy event! And OF COURSE it would happen to you….:)
I believe the only adjective appropriate at this moment is dude. As in,
Duuuuuuuuuuude.
Beautiful story which was all the better for the birth picture comparisons :) Great job and I’m sure all are so happy that you listened. Best wishes and strength for the rest of the month!
Wow oh wow!!! You are an angel on earth! Doing what needed to be done at the time, no matter your reservations! Congratulations! Roxy
Oh Loralee!!! What a beautiful experience!
HOLY COW!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much for alerting and sharing this with us!!!!!! YOU ROCK!!!
And get this – Declan came by emergency birth 9/13/02!!!
Amy is my dear friend from high school. I love her! And you my dear, you are amazing. I don’t even know you, but while I was reading every single detail I knew that you were meant to be there.