I’m going to be doing this postpartum series in the order that makes most sense so here we are, starting off where it all begins: the birth center. Seeing as this is my third birth and if all goes to plan we don’t stay longer than a few hours after birth before going home, I was fully aware of how little I actually needed. I’ll share everything I packed but friends, birth was QUICK. I didn’t use much!
Would you still trust me with this guide if I told you technically, I’ve never given birth in a hospital? My first birth was in a birthing center attached to a hospital with a much more “hospital like” experience. In the birth center, you can stay up to 12 hours after birth and then you’re headed home to bond and settle in. This kind of terrified me because I couldn’t get over the fact that I’d pop my first baby out and be in charge of keeping it alive all in the same day. I wasn’t ready! We ended up having to stay for two nights because I gave birth in the evening (leading to night 1) and Oshiolema had a heart murmur they needed to monitor (leading to night 2). It was perfect for us.
I am full term this week, y’all. Officially full term! Lord willing, at some point in the next few weeks I’ll be having my third unmedicated birth at the Birth Center. I know many people who have accidental unmedicated births and do just fine, I’ve read countless birth stories of women who just stumble into unmedicated labor intentionally without any prep and are cool as a cucumber. That’s not me. It takes a lot of work for me to get in the right mental state for the marathon that is labor but here, the third time around, I’m feeling more prepared than ever. Here are the things I do to get ready for the big day.
I can’t wait to share more about why we were in L.A. in the coming months but it was such a treat to take the kids to L.A. twice in the past year (you can see our trip this past summer right here.) Stepping out of the airport to see that periwinkle blue sky and dry heat on your skin is pure gold. This was a bit of a work trip but we always manage to sneak in trips to our favorite spots.
“The heart of man plans his way, but the LORD establishes his steps.”
At the start of last week I was frazzled. I had a to-do list a mile long in order to prepare the house and the meals and the schedule before O and I left for our trip to San Diego. My sister and her husband were going to stay at our house so school drop off was a breeze so I wanted to make sure things were as easy as possible for them. I needed to get ahead on blog work, make a few meals to stock the fridge, prep the guest room, get al the laundry ready-the list goes on- all while O was working long hours to start the week and out of town to end the week. I looked at O on Sunday night and said, “I just don’t know how I’m going to get all of this done.” Turns out, none of it would get done. We would end up cancelling that trip and every single plan for that week. We faced the flu instead.
An entire decade is coming to a close tonight and it also marks the end of my twenties. When I was younger and my parents would start a sentence with, “10 years ago…” I couldn’t even wrap my mind around it because it sounded like a genuine lifetime. Well guess what? I find myself saying that all.the.time. Ten years ago I was in college. Ten years ago I was playing volleyball on scholarship. Ten years ago I had just met O and already knew I’d marry him one day. Here’s a very brief look back on the past ten years and a very proud close to a long, beautiful chapter.