I stepped into the tub and the midwife explained that when I was ready to push, my body would know and that I should not have to think about it. I tried to think about it, but my thinking brain was definitely not on board so it was useless. As I was laying down in the tub, I felt the need to reach over my head and pull down on something. Mark rolled up a towel and held it above my head. I reached up and pulled it down with all my strength…

I always beam when I tell the story of my home birth with my second son. It was actually an easy birth. Sometimes I hesitate to say that because people are incredulous but it really is the best word to describe my experience…

I ended up needing to push for 2.5 hours before he arrived - which was way too long. There is really nothing else to say about it other than that it was grueling…