By Leah
Reichardt-Osterkatz
Kaspar Reichardt-Osterkatz
Born December 7, 2015 at 6:47am

The contractions started
to come closer together in the afternoon, but were not progressing in a
consistent pattern. This, in combination with the fact that I was feeling a lot
of pain in my back, was a clue that his head was not in an ideal position
(which my midwife Maureen had predicted a few weeks earlier). I spent a lot of time in my
parents' hot tub, which made the contractions almost painless at that point. My
husband and I took a long, slow walk around the property. While we were walking
the contractions were coming about every two minutes. With each one we would
either hug with me kind of hanging from his shoulders, or he would hold me from
behind and lift my belly up, or I would lean forward and he would rub my back.
We went back to the house and spoke with Maureen on the phone. The contractions
had then slowed down again, so she suggested that I try to rest however
possible and we would check back in soon. I went into the bedroom, but didn't
like the idea of lying down because I always felt the need to get up during
contractions. I tried resting in child's pose for quite a while, scooting off
the end of the bed with each contraction, sometimes holding onto Nils and
sometimes leaning over the bed with my mom and my friend stroking my back while
I swayed my hips back and forth. I also tried sitting on the birth ball.
Somewhere in there, in the early evening, we spoke to Maureen again and decided
thing were getting serious enough to head to the birth center. My dad drove one
car with Nils and me in the back. My mom, Svea, and Rachel followed behind. My brother
stayed back to get a bit of sleep before coming later.

When the medication
started wear off, the pain started ramping back up and my other support people
came back into the room. I was then lying down between each contraction, and
sometimes even falling asleep for a minute, as I was so tired. With each
contraction I would jump out of bed and hang from Nils while various other
people stroked my back and arms. For much of the time I was unaware of who was
doing what! My mom made sure that I was constantly drinking. I drank a lot of
coconut water, a calcium drink and a special labor tea that my sister-in-law
had made.

Throughout that two
hours of pushing, even though he had turned to anterior position, I was still
having a lot of back pain. We think it might have been that he had his hand up
near his chin, because that is what he was doing right after coming out. I
tried pushing in many different position -- squatting, hands and knees, on my
back and side lying. It took every ounce of energy and strength that I could
muster at that point. Maureen, our nurse Mariah, and my whole team of support people were
there cheering me on.
I was still very
resistant to being lying down, but Maureen kept encouraging me into the side-lying position, because that it where I was making the most progress. I remember
thinking that I couldn't imagine how he was ever going to come out. The crown
of his head was peeking out for quite a while, making slow progress. At some
point, still thinking it was never going to happen, Maureen called to me to
look down. His head and shoulders were out. With a little help, I reached down
and pulled to him up to my chest. I suddenly felt so good to have him there
against my skin. It was the biggest sense of relief I've ever experienced.
After 20 minutes or so, he started rooting and latched on to nurse. Things have
been pretty smooth sailing ever since!