an unfathomable joy: June’s birth story
I went to see my doctor on Tuesday. Michael came with me. I had slept a little less than three hours and taken two hot baths in the middle of the night.
Waiting for a baby to arrive feels a little like being 5 years old and hearing that Santa will come any day. All the signs are present: milk and cookies are out, presents wrapped under the tree, parties are in full swing. But you wake up every morning saddened because Santa still hadn’t come. I felt crazier with each passing day.
I’ve never been so in tune with my body in those weeks leading up to June’s arrival. Was that a contraction?! I feel pain in my back! My hips hurt! (This is the edited version.) I texted Michael several times a day and told him my new ‘symptoms’ (all ending with an exclamation point) and how I knew she was coming that day. I became the girl who cried “Labor!”
Back to the doctor’s visit. My doctor (whom I love) checked me and confirmed again that June’s head was so far down it was hard to tell how dilated I was without causing me excruciating pain. She also reiterated how she’s surprised I could walk around for the last five weeks. (Not easily!) For several reasons, we scheduled an induction for Thursday. Michael and I were nervous about me being induced, but it was comforting to know we could always cancel the appointment. We felt reassured knowing our doctor was induced with her second child and would never recommend something that wasn’t best for our sweet June.
The next 36 hours: 5 baths. Hot sauce on everything. A two-mile walk that took 53 minutes. A massage. More texts to Michael about my symptoms, finished with exclamation points. A lunch date on a patio in the sun with my baby daddy.
Michael’s parents arrived in town on Wednesday afternoon. We went to The Yellow Porch for dinner and told them we planned to name her Annie June and call her ‘June’. I still felt uncertain about everything, but the salmon and chocolate espresso cake helped. Michael and I climbed in bed together, pretending like I wouldn’t be awake all night, and prayed fervently for a safe delivery. I cried. 40 weeks all leading up to the next day.
I didn’t sleep.
What I thought were just more cramps, were the start of contractions. I was up all night, pacing, in and out of the bathtub, trying not to wake up Michael with another ‘false alarm’. I prayed, painted my nails, wrote to June, and read Lean In with my bump sticking out above the bath water.
My alarm went off at 4:00am, so I curled my hair and sat on the edge of the bed waiting for it to be time to go to the hospital. I was starving. My cramps continued, but I didn’t mention them to Michael.
We arrived at the hospital and waited in the waiting room for 4 hours. My doctor came to see me and apologize for the wait. I told her I didn’t care and hugged her, declaring my excitement. During our long wait, I mentioned my cramps to Michael. I’m sure it’s nothing, but I am in a lot of pain and have been all night.
Around 9:30, a nurse called “Lillian Dean” and off we went to the labor and delivery room. Two nurses entered, one named Hope and another named Angie. Hope was just out of nursing school and was learning from Angie. Angie checked me and expressed how I must feel like I’m sitting on a bowling ball (I did). I winced and cried out. I was 3 or 4 centimeters dilated—it was hard to tell. Hope pointed to the blue line on the machine and said I was having contractions. Relief flooded my body.
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I knew I wanted an epidural, but wanted to let the contractions go for as long as I could take them and then get the drugs. I wanted to feel like I was having a baby. By 12:00, I couldn’t talk through the contractions. By 12:15, I looked just like someone in the movies in labor—grunting, panting, gripping Michael’s hand, contorted face, the whole nine yards. I asked for the epidural. By 1:00, I was completely numb and could barely lift my legs. Michael said I got very chatty.
My friend Sarah stopped over on her lunch break to visit. She did my makeup and remarked several times how I made labor look easy (she missed my starring role in What to Expect When You’re Expecting). At 2:00, Angie checked me and I was 7cm dilated. At 4:00, I was 10cm and they said it was time to start pushing.
I was a little unnerved that my doctor wasn’t in the room, but they assured me they would call her when the baby was coming soon. Dr. Cox was finishing up with her patients for the day. No one was prepared for how determined and efficient I am.
They turned on the bright lights, put my legs in the stirrups and told me to grab behind my knees, bare down, and push. The nurses would say, “Go”, I would push while they counted to 10. We’d rest for 10 seconds and then begin again. I pushed about 3 times and Angie said, “Wow. I’m going to call Dr. Cox and tell her to come right away.” Michael leaned his head forward and covered his mouth. I can see her head! I can see her head!
Image credit: www.kristielloydphotography.com
Michael went to brush his teeth, remembering my request that he have good breath when he was coaching me through labor. It’s the little things.
Dr. Cox arrived. There were 10 people in the room, 12 including Michael and our photographer. Dr. Cox and her scrub nurse had on plastic face shields, which later would be splattered with blood. All the nurses wore raspberry pink scrubs.
I pictured my sweet June and focused on getting her out. Michael held my hand and took on the expecting dad role. You can do it! Push a little harder! She’s almost here! Great job, sweetheart! I didn’t feel like I was doing anything, except scrunching my face and giving myself wrinkles. I continued to pull my legs back, push for 10 seconds, and rest for 10. After ten or fifteen minutes of face-scrunching pushing, June was born at 4:56pm. Joy held up my little miracle. Michael cut the umbilical cord, even though he said before he didn’t want to. There was blood everywhere. A few nurses in pink whisked little June away and Michael ran to be with her.
June screamed and shook under the warmer. Michael sobbed. She gripped her daddy’s finger and he cried more. I’m sure June was only across the room for 60 seconds, but it felt like hours waiting to hold her while they stitched me up. Is she ok? Is she ok? I asked over and over, but I don’t think anyone could hear me. Maybe I wasn’t even saying the words out loud.
A nurse shouted out her weight: 8 pounds, 9 ounces.
Image credit: www.kristielloydphotography.com
Then, they brought me my baby.
Image credit: www.kristielloydphotography.com
I placed June on my bare chest. She stared at me with deep blue eyes. She knew I was her mama. I cried. Michael cried. June snuggled up under my hospital gown and then found my breast. We stayed like that for an hour. By the end of the hour, the lights were off and everyone had left the room. Our little family.
Image credit: www.kristielloydphotography.com
Michael and my hearts were shattered with the kind of unfathomable joy that cannot be reduced to words on a page. Our little Annie June was here.
Please leave messages for our sweet June below! Xoxo.
Also, if you are looking for an amazing photographer, check out Kristie Lloyd. She needs no introduction after the images above, right?
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That is wonderful and so happy for you all. You are a wonderful writer and relayed such a wonderful birth. Blessings to all!
Thank you, Marsha!
Ruthie and Michael,
Congratulations on the birth of sweet June! What a blessing! Praise God from whom all blessings flow.
Thank you for sharing your story!
Thank you, Cynthia! And thanks for sharing on Twitter.
Praise GOD CoNGRATULATIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Beautiful pictures precious!!
Congratulations! What a wonderful blessing!
Congratulations! God is so good
It brought tears to my eyes. God bless this beautiful family. Amazing pictures!
Ruthie and Michael, congratulations again! I love reading birth stories and it sounds like yours went so smoothly. Praise the Lord! Those pictures are precious-you’re brave though for allowing a photographer into the delivery room. I don’t think I could do that even if you do get once in a lifetime photos from it.
The epidural made things SO much nicer at the end, right?? After mine, I wanted to take a nap. Enjoy these precious moments with your sweet June!
Ha, well considering there were 10 people in the room already, I thought what is one more? Plus, she’s a labor & delivery nurse so I don’t think anything would shock her. I honestly don’t see how people do it without an epidural. I’m too much of a wimp for that nonsense!
RUTHIE! This was this most beautiful thing and yes, I just cried at my desk. I am so proud of you and SO INCREDIBLY HAPPY for you and Michael! What a gorgeous family and I cannot wait to meet baby June. XOXO
Thanks, Katie! But sorry about the tears at your desk;)
Congratulations. Please pray for those of us who want children but have been denied them, so we can experience the same joy.
Absolutely. I cannot imagine how hard that must be.
The photos are perfection! Can’t wait to meet this little lady! (EXCLAMATION POINTS!)
Can’t wait to introduce you (!!) She’s such a doll. I’m glad she didn’t come out with mcdonalds in hand.
Congratulations! What a beautiful baby girl! Thank you so much for sharing your beautiful story with your readers. I sat here at my desk crying the whole time I read it. Children are such a blessing from God and I pray one day I will have the privilege of sharing my own story, if the Lord wills.
Hi Julia, absolutely. I hope you, too, can share in this incredible joy. Thank you for commenting!
Congrats, Ruthie! Those pictures are wonderful. I cried for the last half of the blog post!!
Thank you, Mallory!
Congratulations!! This made me tear up! Beautiful writing and amazing photos! I know y’all will make great parents. Ive never meet you Ruthie but i know Michael! God bless!
Dear Ruthie,
My hubby and I keep up with your blog so we were excited when you first announced you were pregnant. Thank you for sharing your stories with all of us – including the sweet story of June’s birth-day. She is the most gorgeous gift from God – I know you and Michael are incredibly aware of this great blessing and responsibility for this little one.
May you be ever equipped to bring her up in the Lord, through His strength and the wisdom He will give you for the task. There will be days where it will be hard to ‘enjoy the moment’ – on those days, ask Abba to remind you how you felt the day June was born and how grateful you are for her right now:-)
Dear Ruthie and Michael, congratulations! I cried at my desk and into my tea, your story was so wonderfully relayed and it is heartening to know just how special the birth of a baby can be when you have the right attitude towards it ; which is accepting a beautiful gift from God. Makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. Congrats again and welcome to the world precious June!
What a beautiful story! I felt like I was there with you. God certainly has blessed you with a precious little girl and He has blessed June with two amazing parents. Enjoy your time together as she will grow up so quickly. Thank you so much for sharing your wonderful experience!!
Congrats Ruthie! Am sooooo proud and happy for you gal! Happy parenting for you and Micheal
Congrats Ruthie and Michael! Your photographer did a fabulous job! Side note: On your next to last picture with all of you,
I wish I looked that good when I cried!
Ha, thank you:) I think it was the magic of the photographer, because I certainly don’t always look like that when I cry.
Congratulations Ruthie and Michael!! It was a joy taking care if you and helping you bring sweet June into this world! What a blessing!
Angie Binkley, RN
Hi Angie! Wow. I’m so honored that you a.) remembered us and b.) read the post! Hope you had a wonderful holiday!
Ruthie and Michael-
What a precious chronicle you have given June to one day read about her arrival on stage. I can feel the powerful emotions in your photos…the wonder…the miraculousness…..the intense emotional release of first holding her in your arms. How beautiful!
Hi Leslie! Thanks for stopping by and commenting. Hope you had a nice Christmas!
Beautiful story! I love hearing labor and delivery stories. Welcome, sweet baby June!
Thanks, Katie! I hope all is well with the Orrs.
Oh my goodness! She’s beautiful! Congratulations!
Thank you, Ashley!