My water broke at 10:45 on Saturday night just like in the movies. I had gotten up to take Birdie outside and had just reached the door when suddenly, I was standing in a puddle. Elliot was on the phone and I stood there waiting for him to get off and when he didn’t, decided to go ahead and call him over. He said he knew something was up because I usually wouldn’t interrupt a phone call. So, he came into our entry way to see me standing in the puddle. We were both so surprised! Not only was I ten days early but I hadn’t had any serious contractions yet. I called our midwife while still standing in the puddle and she said that since I wasn’t in labor to go ahead and get some rest. What?! We knew that our little guy would be here in the next day or so, how could we sleep? We were so dumbfounded and excited, it was finally happening! I’ll never forget the next couple of hours we spent together, knowing that we would soon have our baby boy.
Elliot was able to drift off to sleep but I had started having mild contractions and timed them for a while at about 8 minutes apart. I went out in the living room to lay down and try to rest in between each one. I’m guessing that it was around 4am that the contractions started getting intense. I was praying through each one asking God to be my strength and apologizing for being fallen like Eve :). At 5am The contractions were really intense and coming pretty quickly. I woke Elliot up and he started timing them and getting our birth tub all set up. The contractions were about 4 minutes apart and varying in length so when we called the midwife to update her, she figured we had a while to go. After that phone call, all I remember was one giant contraction. I now know that I was in transition at that point but at the time I had no idea. Elliot was trying to encourage me to not wear myself out since labor is usually a more of a marathon and not a sprint but I was understandably having a hard time doing so!
I started getting the urge to push with each contraction, which I will say was such a relief from the pain I had been in before. Elliot called the midwife, still thinking we had a while to go and when she heard me in the background, she said she was on her way. After a few pushing contractions, Elliot saw the baby’s head starting to peek through and hurriedly finished filling the tub just in time to get me in before the entire head was out. At this point our midwife was not there yet but the baby wasn’t waiting on anyone! His head came out under the water and then his shoulders. He sat there for a minute and opened his eyes under water. One more contraction and he was out! Elliot scooped him up out of the water and onto my chest, we couldn’t believe that he was finally here! He cried immediately and Elliot checked the time. 7:40am, only about 4 hours since I started having painful contractions! Our midwife ran in five minutes later and couldn’t believe that our little guy had beat her here!
Even though it sounds like a crazy story and it certainly was an intense 4 hours, we couldn’t have asked for a more perfect way to welcome our child into the world. Not every dad can say that they delivered their own son in their own home, but he did and all is well. Praise The Lord for his goodness and for our sweet little Pax!
Paxon James Domyoung Lee, welcome to our world! You’ve already brought us such joy!