The birth of Colson Joel 

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Starting around 4am on December 5th (the morning after the biggest snow storm so far this year) I began noticing some consistent cramping and relaxing of my uterus. Much like period cramps. This is something I had been experiencing for a couple of weeks now throughout the night, but for some reason this day felt different. The cramping became more noticeable as the morning went on, so I decided to do the Miles circuit while laying in bed.- around 6am as I was getting up to do my “curb walking” and my husband decided to work from home due to the weather.  For some reason this relaxed me even more and my cramps became stronger and came consistently around every 10 minutes- turning into what I would confidently call contractions at this point.

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This continued on throughout the morning, when suddenly I could hear the cry of our sweet baby girl from upstairs ready to begin her day an hour and a half earlier than normal (after being out late at a wrestling meet the night before). As she woke up, and I busied myself caring for her, I started to notice my contractions much less regularly. As the morning went on, our sweet girl was not having a good day. She was more upset than she had ever been in her life- continually crying and nothing would soothe her. It’s almost like she sensed what was to come, but due to the constant pull of my attention, my contractions stalled out. I was only noticing one every hour or so. This continued on throughout the day when my dad asked if he could come over and hang out with Oaklee- man did the Lord know what I needed! He came over and my contractions began to come around every 30 minutes due to his help caring for Oaklee and the significantly happier mood seeing grandpa put her in. After the day of him being there, I asked if she could just head home with him. He gladly took her and instantly my contractions picked up to around every 7-8 minutes.

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The ability to focus was exactly what my body needed. We then decided it was time for my husband to go to practice since contractions were not that close yet- and I began to busy myself tidying up the house, fully expecting to have a baby the next morning. However, shortly after he left, my contractions became more intense and started coming every 5 minutes.- I texted him that things were picking up, only to call him 15 minutes later and say he needed to come home ASAP. I could feel my body working and quickly preparing to bring our baby into the world.

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Once he got home, he said a prayer over me and then he noticed a text from our midwife, Dorothy saying she was close and asking if she should come over now rather than drive home since she was in the area. Contractions had not been 5 min apart for quite an hour, but we said yes anyway. - (turns out this was a huge blessing because I for sure thought I had HOURS left, but that was not the case).  My husband finished making our bed and blowing up the birth pool while I simply wandered around our house having contractions- focusing deeply on my breath and praying. - unfortunately when Jacob went to put the water into the pool sediment flooded out😅 - he busied himself trying to clean that out and figure out how to drain the water heater in order to fill the pool - unfortunately we never got to that.

Violet (one of Dorothy’s team) arrived at our house as I was putting on my homebirth playlist, then my MIL arrived and picked up our dog bleu- all while I snacked on a cheese stick and really started to withdrawal into myself. I wanted to be isolated and just work through contractions. Leaning over a birth ball was the only position at this point that felt comfortable to contract in. So with each contraction I would get down onto my knees and lean over the ball; then get up and pace between them. Quickly my contractions became 2 minutes apart and Dorothy arrived.

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By this time I was crying out for Jacob and just wanted him to hold me and rub my back and be right there with me. Dorothy then said a prayer over me, continuing to embrace the presence of the Lord in the room. Intensity increased with every contraction. I felt my body working harder and harder by the minute. - my husband continued to remind me that this is a miracle and that he was proud of me (while making one last stitched effort phone call to my dad to try to get the birth pool set up- he’s so sweet. He knows I really wanted that- but still there was no time- I demanded he hang up the phone) - these contractions continued for 30 minutes or so, then IT GOT REAL. My entire body began shaking -I call this the transition seizure. I had this with my daughter as well. My body was trembling. Every muscle was working to prepare my body for the end- to prepare us to meet this baby. - to finally find out who it was that we were carrying.

 

The most intense work was just beginning. I began to feel like I could not do it- I began to feel weak. I had to surrender each and every contraction to the Lord and continually cry out to him to sustain me. I could not do it on my own. I had to put off the feelings of doubt and inadequacy and tune into the truth that Jacob and my midwives were speaking over me- the truth that I knew but seemed so far away in these hard moments. I kept reminding myself “it’s just a hard days work” to get my mind through.- then it hit. The burning. The ring of fire- intense? Yes. But also in this moment I felt so much relief. I knew I was close. I knew we would be meeting this baby so soon- they asked if I felt pushy and I said no, then suddenly my body decided YES and it began contracting and pushing all on its own. That’s when I began to help it. I began to push- one push, my water broke. Two push, I could feel baby move down. Three- I could feel the head and then it was out, four HE was here. Colson Joel Moreen. 

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Experiencing a new baby and a birth so close to Christmas was miraculous. I am beyond humbled that our savior chose to come into the world this way- so vulnerable. I am humbled at how God intentionally designed my body to carry, birth and nourish a new baby. With that being said, I am so grateful for Dorothy and Violet with Genesis Midwifery for believing in God’s perfect design for women. The spirit of the Lord is with them. The two of them supported me so perfectly and only brought peace into my home. I will forever be thankful for Dorothy’s support through my entire pregnancy and birth. If you have ever even considered home birth, I recommend taking the time to meet with Dorothy. She will give you all the comfort and confidence you need!