Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Birth Story #1

Benjamin Conner Kemp

Date of Birth: October 24, 2009

Time: 2:31AM

Weight: 9.2 lbs Height: 21.5 inches

You remember when you first got a baby doll as a gift? I remember my first, I was five. My Grandma gave it to me. I think I named her Nicole. She came with a cute outfit and a bottle and I was the mom. I took care of her, diapers, feeding and all. Then when I hit my teenage years, I began to think that I would get married. I would have children and how amazing it would be!!

The movies and books make it sounds like it is smooth sailing from day 1 when you find out till the baby comes right on their due date and no later.

Well, my story was different. Two months after suffering a miscarriage (that is for another post) we found out we were pregnant again. No surprise because we were the couple "trying but not trying". I was excited, nervous and happy to begin our family.

I always imagined I would birth at the hospital, receive an epidural and my baby would receive all shots necessary. I made a doctor appointment at a very highly recommended OB, went in and I felt like a number. I didn't feel like it was personal, or that I was even cared about. I felt like this was a problem and it would go away in 9 months. So after much prayer and discussions my husband and I decided to consider a route I never imagined- natural home-birth.

When I went to my first visit with Peggy Franklin at Birth by Design, I sat on a couch, I felt warmth and comfort. I felt like this was a joyous event and not a problem. My husband and I fell in love with Peggy right away. She is a Christian, patient, wise, and a wonderful listener.

My pregnancy was full of some trials. The first 3 months and last 3 months throwing up almost each night, heartburn beyond words, and the never-ending stretch marks.

When I hit 42 weeks with no signs of labor or contractions, Peggy suggested I try a natural inducing method- castor oil. So I agreed and the following evening I took it at 6pm. I think it is the most disgusting drink I have taken ever.

7PM- Contractions began pretty strong. Josh was busy finishing up work outside so I walked inside, back and forth in our kitchen and family room.

7:30PM- Josh had come inside while I was in the bathroom leaning over the sink during a contraction and my water broke. A big gush and then another one. I called Josh in and said "I think my water broke." He called Peggy and she said that is wonderful and to keep timing the contractions. So Josh began to time them and decided it was time to fill up the birthing tub.

8ishPM- I begin to feel hungry, Josh runs to the pizza place down the street and purchases a medium pizza and breadsticks which are left untouched the remainder of the evening.

9ishPM- When he returns, I am having very strong contractions and having a hard time talking through them and I am wanting to get in the tub but the water is cold! Josh calls our midwife and we are suddenly told we were supposed to fill it up a week prior to the birth so it can get to the right temperature! I begin crying because I am in pain and want some help.

My amazing husband, grabs a big bucket and begins to dump the tub that he had just filled of water outside and fill it up again using a hose connected to our washer. I believe he went in and out of the house more than 100 times, poor guy.

11ish- My contractions are getting pretty close so we call Peggy and she comes over and checks me. She is surprised to see I am already half way dilated! She decides to nap in her car and let us labor.

Almost 2AM- I begin to feel like pushing so Peggy comes in and checks me and I am fully dilated! I am ready! After 20 minutes of pushing, screaming and squeezing Josh's hand till it turns so red, Benjamin Conner is born in the water at 2:31!

The minute he was placed on my chest he was crying very loudly and was as cute as ever.

3AM and on- It was finally time for my placenta to be delivered after cutting the cord. So I got out of the tub and laid on our couch. I pushed, took tinctures, tried sitting on the birthing stool, breastfeeding, my midwife tried gently pulling it while I pushed and it wouldn't come out. Finally, close to 5AM I was tired, crying and in pain we decided it would be best if I went to the hospital.

We arrived at the hospital I was told I had a very retained placenta and needed a D&C to remove it. I went into the surgery room, was given anesthesia and was back out an hour or so later. Josh and Peggy stayed with Ben while I was recovering.

After 1PM we finally were given the clear to go home and I was so happy!

[caption id="attachment_545" align="alignleft" width="225"] 8 months old[/caption]

[caption id="attachment_546" align="alignright" width="225"] First Birthday[/caption]
Now almost 2 years later Ben is our social, headstrong, strong willed, cuddly boy. He loves to climb and play in water like any other boy. He is one of the strongest-willed boys I have ever met, but we love him to death. He brings excitement to each day even though somedays I do want to scream, pull my hair and climb under the covers.

He will definitely make an amazing leader one day and we hope he has a heart for God that is as strong as his personality.

Ben, you are a perfect blend of mom and dad and these quotes remind me of you:

"Parenting a Strong-willed child will bring on the most frustration but can lead to the best rewards."

"The greatest oak was once a little nut who held its ground."


  1. What a beautiful story! I'm so glad for hospitals when they are needed for situations like the placenta, I can imagine how tiring that was! My second one was almost born at home, so we'll see what we decide to do if a third comes along.


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