So here it is: the story of the birth of Edyn Grace Bercot.
November 29th, 3PM.
41 weeks + 5 days pregnant. The birth center’s policy is that at 42 weeks gestation, you risk out of birth center care and have to transfer to the hospital. In other words, I had roughly two days left to go into labor, or I would again have to transfer care and have a hospital birth. Knowing this, the midwives and I used my routine prenatal appointment as an opportunity to sweep my membranes to see if we could get labor going. I had irregular contractions for a few hours, but nothing crazy. I was pretty scared that it wasn't going to work and that I would have to go with the last-resort plan of taking castor oil in the morning (...it’s really gross). Little did I know, Edyn was on her way.
November 29, 11PM
My contractions started becoming regular and timed about 7-8 minutes apart. I wasn't really sure what to do but I couldn't sleep, so I went downstairs to let Elliott sleep and tried to just rest and listen to my body. Every time I would get up to do something, the contractions would come faster, so I tried to lay down on the couch. When I had a few contractions that I actually had to breathe through, I knew that this was the real thing. At that point it was hard to sit still! I was ready. I started getting our toddler’s bag ready to go to our friends’ house and tried to clean up a little bit, but it was getting a lot harder to function.
November 30, 12 AM
The contractions were getting a lot stronger and closer together, so I woke Elliott up and he took Leighlyn to our friends’ house. While he was gone, I decided to get in the shower. At that point, the contractions were coming around every 2-4 minutes. I was really confused — things seemed to be happening super fast and I had been sure that my labor was probably going to last a while. When Elliott got home he timed my contractions and was shocked. He immediately called the birth center and told them we were coming!