Elinor Lane Young’s Birth Story
By Sybil Young Elinor is my fourth child and my third WBWC delivery: due 8/1/2017 and born 7/25/2017. This was an unplanned and unexpected pregnancy that was stressful simply because I was woefully unprepared to add another little to my trio. My third was only 18 months old when I learned I was expecting, and as a mom accustomed to a very comfortable 4 year gap between kids this terrified me and absolutely destroyed my husband’s nerves. Poor Mary Lucile (my third) just wasn’t ready to be ousted yet! I settled into our reality, and accepted that I would be embarking on another 42 week metamorphosis into a sleep deprived, cranky blimp. I just knew I would be carrying this little one well past my due date just like her brother and sisters. However, this little darling took pity on me. The morning of July 24th I just didn’t feel great. My Braxton Hicks had been intense for weeks, and I had developed a fabulous penguin waddle thanks to the cranium lodged in my pelvis. I timed my contractions and they were coming regularly every 7-10 minutes. I took a bath and expected my contractions to stop. They didn’t. So I drank a bucket of water. No stopping. Not to be convinced that my body could possibly be ready to eject my little passenger, I headed to work. All morning I was certain I was peeing on myself, convinced that the same little head causing my deep waddle was squashing my bladder into oblivion, rendering me incontinent. Oh sweet denial! After consulting with Belinda, at the urging of the nurse practitioner and physician I work with, it was decided that I was not losing my bladder function but in fact was leaking amniotic fluid like a slow draining bathtub. After being given the option to wait it out or come in for some “midwifey magic” I chose the latter, excited that I could for once arrive at the birth center before transition! I made the calls, distributed my kids to various places, and headed to Chapel Hill. I was so nervous as this was the first time I was going to be laboring for longer than an hour or two at the birth center; I had always come at the last moment with my other babies and was in transition by the time I waddled through doors. We arrived at … Read More