The Birth of Evangeline Marie 10/30/22

Oh boy! Or rather, oh girl! This birth journey was a surprising one! This was my second time serving Rachel and Bruce in birth, having welcomed their first baby in a close call (I got there right after baby did, and they had only been there a short while before that), we wanted to make extra certain everyone was assembled to usher their sweet Evangeline Marie into the world. Their first daughter was born in 2020 at a local hospital with all of the restrictions in place like masks and only one support person in addition to your doula. While their baby was in such a hurry Rachel hardly spent any time laboring in the hospital, she knew from that experience and the timing of the drive that she would like to welcome this baby into the world in her home.

We had our prental visit in their home, recently purchased, and looking pretty put together. Nothing like having a due date looming to get you nesting a new home in a rapid pace. Rachel had her bedroom set up and the main living areas. Her plan was to labor and birth in the tub in her bedroom with just her birth team, husband, and mother present. It would be a beautifully intimate experience and we were excited for it.

Rachel sent a text to me at 6:30 pm on October 29, right as I was leaving a birth at a local hospital, telling me she had been feeling contractions all day that seemed different than Braxton Hicks. They weren’t getting longer, stronger, or closer yet, but they reminded her of the contractions that began her previous labor. There was also some fluid that was leaking, so Rachel’s alarms were up. She alerted her midwife as well, who as luck would have it was also just getting home from a birth. So she and I planned to get some recovery rest in until Rachel said any different.

Just past 11:30 pm, Rachel texted that the past 4 to 5 contractions were picking up in intensity and lasting about a minute. I recommended she update me after an hour had passed unless they changed significantly before then. And 50 minutes later she texted that they contractions were coming every 3 minutes. This seemed a good time to hit the road, and I was on their doorstep by 12:50 am.

Bruce greeted me with a big grin, and I headed upstairs to Rachel. She was very calm and chatty, and I wondered if I might be there too soon. Her midwife was not yet there but had tasked us with letting her know when to come. This would be a tricky call to make but considering she had just been at a birth we wanted to let her rest if possible, too. (Our words, not hers.)

By 1:10 am I reached out to apply counter pressure to Rachel’s lower back through a contraction. She told us her back was bearing a lot of the contraction pain so I thought it might help. Bruce went down to the kitchen to brew some coffee and returned with two mugs and handed one to me as if I was visiting for coffee.

The pool was inflated, and Bruce had started filling it before I arrived but paused the filling to make sure the water was the right temperature once it was needed. He could add hot water when Rachel was closer to giving birth, for she certainly had a way to go based on her demeanor. Rachel breathed quietly through her contractions and chatted pleasantly between them. She even asked Bruce to bring up a snack basket for her to grab a bite to eat. Little dd we know she would have her baby in her arms about 45 minutes later.

The diffuser going, lights dim, and a labor playlist going, Rachel crawled onto the bed and labored on hands and knees there. As the time approached 2:00 am I heard Rachel exhale a quiet sigh through her contractions. It seemed prudent to time a few and see if it might be time to alert her midwife to head our way. After just 3-4 contractions, it was evident Rachel’s contractions were every 2 ½ to 3 minutes, and it was time to call her midwife. Her midwife had a 30-minute drive which didn’t seem a problem when we called. I also told Bruce to resume filling the tub so it would be ready when the midwife arrived. Rachel’s midwife said not to get in the tub until she arrived, and we wanted it ready to go.

Rachel wandered to the bathroom and when she wiped there was blood. She paused at the sink through a contraction before washing her hands. And she even posed with Bruce for one last belly photo. As Rachel returned to the bedroom she was hit with another contraction. She braced herself against the bed and said, “I feel it in my butt now,” and rolled her eyes with a nervous smile. It was 2:10 am. Rachel’s quiet sighs grew louder and longer, moving into moans. Rachel’s own mother sat on the bed beside her and reached out her hand to place it upon her daughter’s hand. This would be her first birth to attend outside of her own.

Rachel swayed beside the bed, and I could see her cheeks turning flush as her body heated up with labor. By 2:18 am she was visibly sweaty and told us of the pressure she felt. I put my fan beside her and angled it so it would catch her face with some wind. We also placed a wet washcloth on her neck. All the while I was texting her midwife updates, telling her “Things have taken a really active turn,” at 2:22 am. She still had about 15 minutes left before arriving, but it felt like it would still be enough time.

But two minutes later Rachel said she felt pushy, and then the next minute at 2:24 am her water broke. I tried to exude calm but at that moment I was pretty sure the midwife wouldn’t make it. I helped Rachel get her pants off, had Bruce put some chux pads on the bed, and suggested Rachel get on the bed in case she was about to deliver. I texted her midwife the update that her water had broken, and she was feeling pushy to which she recommended we put her on speaker phone.

We called the midwife and placed the phone right beside Rachel so she could hear her voice and get coached through the delivery, if needed. Her midwife said, “If you want to slow it down,” (I love that she said if you want to) go on your hands and knees with your head lower than your butt. We already had her in that position and had recommended blowing when she felt pushy to hold things off. Rachel blew the candles out and rested her head upon the bed with her bottom in the air. And she managed to wait for her midwife’s arrival.

Still on speaker phone, we heard her unload the car and instruct the birth assistant which bags to grab, and then they ran up the stairs to us. The midwife greeted Rachel and went right to business. “If you want a water birth, get on in there! Let’s do this!” and Rachel wasted no time getting herself in the warm water. She sank down onto her knees and leaned over the edge of the tub facing her husband. And with the very next contraction she pushed, and her midwife could feel the baby’s head. Another contraction came and Rachel brought her baby into the world. Rachel pushed for just 3 minutes and Evangeline Marie was born at 2:39 am just 3 minutes after her midwife set foot in the room.

Rachel and Bruce cried joyfully at the arrival of their second daughter, and grandma was teary too. The midwife called out for the necessary items, and they were handed to her by the birth assistant. Baby was covered with a towel and the midwife listened to her heart and breath sounds and nodded with a smile that all was perfect. Rachel lingered in the water with her baby and the placenta was born when Rachel was ready to release it. Once the placenta was out, the cord was clamped and cut. Bruce got some skin-to-skin time as we helped Rachel up out of the tub into bed.

The midwife and birth assistant stayed nearby watching over mom and baby to make sure they were transitioning well. And they were. It was quiet and gentle, and the environment in which Evangeline would spend her life. She snuggled with her mom in the bed and in a short while she was ready to latch for a feed. Then we stepped out into a nearby room to allow the new family some privacy before the newborn exam. Eventually we would learn that Evangeline weighed 8 lb. 2 oz. and was 21 ½ in. long. We also learned that Rachel had no tears, setting the stage for an easier healing process.

We lingered awhile and then went our separate ways to leave this sweet family to begin the road of recovery and life with two little girls. There was nowhere to go but sleep. And Rachel’s mom was ready to take care of big sister when she woke up, which would probably be in just an hour or so. It was a beautifully orchestrated family birth, all except for calling the midwife a bit late in the game. In my defense, Rachel’s transition was about 2 contractions, and her active labor was about 30 minutes. Those are some short stages in anybody’s book. All told it was perfectly timed though, for everyone arrived when Rachel needed them.

One might look at how things unfolded and think we came together too late and almost missed it. But you might also see that Rachel’s labor unfolded as her team arrived and she held off on birthing her baby until the final members of the birth team had arrived. The mind and heart have a strong pull on labor, even stronger than the body. Either way, it happened just as it was meant to. It’s amazing to look back on this birth and see how miraculously it all came together as calmly as Rachel labored for most of it. Truly.