The birth of our boy!

4 weeks ago I was blessed enough to give birth to a perfect 7lb 11oz, 20in long little boy. Nothing went as I planned but it was the most amazing, terrifying and rewarding 19 hours of my life.

Let me start by saying I didn’t think I had been having contractions or any change. 2 days before the birth of my sweet boy I started having pains in my upper thighs (now known to me as pelvic girdle contractions), but I didn’t think baby boy was on his way anytime soon. But on June 19th, Nathan and I had plans to celebrate our 5th wedding anniversary as well as spending some time with my dad for Father’s Day. We woke up that morning, got ready for church and headed out the door. Little did we know that would be the last day before our names changed to Mommy and Daddy. We left church and headed across the street to our van. Then it happened….

I looked at Nathan “I think my water just broke!!” He looked at my totally puzzled and asked if I was joking. “Well I don’t think I peed myself, I really think my water just broke!”

I didn’t tell Nathan this in the moment, but when my water broke I secretly started to panic.      Was I ready for this? Was I going to be a good enough mom? Was I going to make it through child birth?

We headed home and called the hospital and I was told if I start to progress stay at home until contractions were 2-4 minutes apart. But if I didn’t progress I had 6 hours at home to make it happen. So for the next 6 hours we started walking the neighborhood, bouncing on my birthing ball, and doing squats. NOTHING worked! So to the hospital we went. The Doctor told me I had until 11pm to get things going on my own before he would need to start Pitocin. I started walking the hospital, doing lunges up the stairs, bouncy on the birth ball and even trying to dance… still nothing.


11:30pm and the Pitocin started with no epidural…  contractions really started about an hour later. Pains that unless you have been in labor you can’t even begin to explain.All of my pain was in my upper thighs and it was killer… I remember saying multiple times either; I’m never having another baby, I can’t do this anymore and what was I thinking.

My husband was AMAZING and continued to encourage me, tell me how proud he was of me and held my hand through the entire process. My sister ROCKED! She told me that I could do it and kept reminding my how close I was to meeting my son. I wouldn’t  have been able to do it without them.

4:00am is when the pushing started.. I wont go into to many details here but the next 2 1/2 hours was the longest time of my life. My nurse was fantastic, she let me push sitting, standing, and using a squat bar. Whatever was most comfortable for me. (Another perk of no epidural, I didn’t have to stay laying down.) Then the doctor came in and it was show time. Before I knew it my sweet boy was laying on my chest. I felt a rush of emotions the moment I saw him, as well as feeling totally exhausted.

Being a mother has already been so emotional and rewarding. This sweet little boy has totally taken over my heart and I never knew I could love something so much. I also learned so much through this birth process. NOTHING goes as planned. In my mind, my water would break and contractions would start right away. I would stay in the comfort of my own home until my contractions were 2 minutes apart. Then we would head to the hospital and I would have the baby….. not how ANYTHING went. But I wouldn’t change my experience for anything in the world. God knew what He was doing. I learned in those 19 hours that nothing goes as planned, God is in total control and I am stronger than I ever thought possible.


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Bekkah Mills

26. wife. Mom. Jesus follower. organizer. Crafter. Instant Pot Lover. money saver. Pinner. Planner. cleaner. Dreamer.

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