From Doula to Mama: My Unscripted Birth Journey – Part Two
It was 6 am on Monday, June 17th, 2024. After five days of my water being ruptured with no strong signs of labor, I had settled into a calm state of denial. It was a quiet comfort, allowing me to enjoy a peaceful Father’s Day with my husband and giving us both the rest we needed before things intensified.
The hours felt like minutes as my body worked in harmony with the baby, moving in and out of the birth pool, trusting my instincts. By 10:30 am, I was laboring in bed, feeling closer to meeting my little one.
From Doula to Mama: My Unscripted Birth Journey – Part One
From Doula to Mama: My Unscripted Birth Journey – Part One
On June 12th, 2024, one day after my husband Jarrod’s birthday, I was 39 weeks and 4 days pregnant. While doing a birth ball workout, I lost my mucus plug, sparking curiosity about whether labor was near. Hours later, after a chiropractor visit, I felt another gush of fluid but wasn’t convinced it was the start. The next few days passed without much change until Father’s Day, June 16th. That night, I noticed cramping, but it wasn’t until 10 pm that the contractions gained a rhythm. Quietly, I began timing them—wondering, could this really be it?