Meet Brooke Hadley Farrell
Born May 5, 2016 at 1:27 AM
7 lb 7 oz
Brooke was due April 26. I had been having contractions for a couple weeks and thought she would for sure come pretty close to her due date. But it came and went with no baby in sight. Physically I was still feeling really good, so I didn't mind waiting. My only worry was hitting 42 weeks and having to be induced. We had planned on having a home birth, but once I hit 42 weeks, I legally couldn't. As that deadline approached I was really starting to get worried. I had an appointment with my midwife, Brittany, when I was 41 weeks 1 day. I was dilated 3 cm so we decided to go ahead and do a membrane sweep to see if we could help things along. I was then instructed to walk walk walk. I didn't feel like the sweep did anything but make me crampy. When I was walking I would have some decent contractions, but nothing more than what I'd already been experiencing. That night I was discouraged. I was tired, my feet hurt, my body ached, and I was sure that this baby would never come. I sent Brittany a text at 10:30 pm to let her know that nothing new was going on, and she promised to call in the morning and check in. Then I hopped in the bath to try and relax before going to bed. I was able to sleep for a little bit and then at 12:15 my eyes popped open. I immediately felt a little pop and then my water started leaking. I couldn't believe it! Jon was in his office doing homework so I went in a few minutes later to let him know we were having a baby TODAY. But not wanting to get my hopes up about having a quick delivery, I added, "the real question is, will it be in 2 hours or 17 hours?" He decided to go get something to eat and then we'd go to bed and try and get some sleep. Haha....the joke was definitely on us! While he was getting his food I had a couple good contractions, but again they were nothing more than what I'd already been experiencing. I was a little worried about being able to sleep if they kept coming like that, but figured I'd just try to relax and see what happened. I brushed my teeth and then tried to lay down. Another contraction came and I decided that laying down was not going to work. I started walking and swaying, while trying to time the contractions. They were coming every 1-5 minutes. I didn't want to bother my midwife until they were more consistent. I was also totally fine in between contractions so I figured I had awhile still. Not long after that they got more intense. Jon came back in our room a couple minutes before 1:00 and I was moaning through a contraction. Alarmed, he asked if he should call the midwife, since I was making noise. He kept telling me that when I made noise, baby always came pretty soon after. The contraction ended and I told him I didn't think we needed to bother her yet. I didn't want to wake her up for nothing. With my next contraction I got the hiccups and a little wave of nausea...both signs of transition. But they passed pretty quickly and I was fine again after that contraction ended. I sent this text to Brittany at 1:02.
She texted back and said she was coming. I sent her a text 5 minutes later letting her know that the door was unlocked and we were upstairs. Meanwhile Jon started getting all the supplies out. He put a plastic cover and old sheet on our bed and was pulling out everything else we'd need. Emma came in our room around 1:10 because she couldn't sleep. She was concerned about the noises I was making. Jon let her know the baby was coming soon and asked if she wanted to watch. She decided she wanted to wait in her bed but that she wanted to come see the baby after she was born.
Contractions started coming more frequent and I was making more noise. I decided that sitting and laying down were completely out of the question. I knelt down and leaned over my cedar chest at the end of our bed and decided that position was perfect. I stayed there swaying and moaning. At one point I asked Jon to give me a blessing. I was still sure it was going to be several hours and I knew I didn't have it in me to go that much longer. He gave me a really quick blessing, promising me the strength to be able to see the birth through and reassuring me that baby would be born healthy and whole. All of a sudden there was a lot of pressure and I realized I was pushing. Jon noticed the change and asked if I was pushing. I couldn't talk or nod or anything so he asked again. I think I finally yelled yes and he started trying to get towels and chucks pads under me. Baby crowned and he said all he could see was her little face with a fist up against her cheek...no wonder there was so much pressure! I was able to get her out in 2 pushes and then turned over and sat down. Baby started crying right away and he handed her to me right before the student midwife walked into the room. She was definitely surprised when she walked in! She called Brittany, who was just pulling up to our house. It was all such a surreal experience and just like that it was over. Twenty five minutes after I texted Brittany. About 30 minutes of active labor. Just over an hour after my water broke. I laughed thinking that less than 2 hours before I had been crying over the fact that I was going to have to spend the next day walking nonstop with an achy body and feet that were already hurting. And here I was with a beautiful, healthy, screaming baby on my chest.
We got cleaned up and moved to the bed where I delivered the placenta. Then we got to just hold our baby, nurse, and soak in all her newborn goodness. Jon went and got Emma to see the baby. She was really excited and kept saying how cute and little she was. After awhile, they checked me and baby out. I had 2 little tears, most likely because of the fist next to her face and how fast she came out, but I didn't need any stitches, thankfully. Baby checked out perfect. Jon took the baby while I took a shower and the midwives did the laundry and cleaned everything up. Then we all climbed into bed, I ate a post-baby snack, the midwives said good bye, and we settled in to go to sleep. All just 2 hours after baby was born. Jon says sleeping in your own bed right after is the best part about home birth. :) I'm pretty sure all of it is my favorite. I had high hopes for home birth, and this birth was everything and more. It was such an incredible experience. I loved the intimacy of being in our own space, just us (and the midwives of course). There was such a peaceful, calm spirit in the room. I loved that it ended up being just Jon and I bringing our baby into the world on our own (though I'm really glad the midwives showed up right after to take care of everything. :) ). It was a very empowering experience and one that brought us closer together. I loved that the kids got to come in when they woke up in the morning and see the baby. They were so surprised! I loved cuddling up in my bed with all my kids while we oohed and aahed and looked at little fingers and toes. I really loved being able to recover in my own space and I loved that the kids could pop in throughout the day and get some snuggle time before running off to play again.
I have replayed the birth over and over in my mind so many times since Thursday morning. It was such a surreal experience. From the beginning of my pregnancy, when I knew we'd be having a home birth, I prayed so hard that this birth would be a spiritual experience and a bonding experience for our family. I know Heavenly Father answered those prayers in the way that we needed. We are grateful to have another sweet little baby in our family. While we are definitely adjusting and things (and kids!) are a little crazy at times, we have loved having the special spirit only a newborn baby can bring into our home.
I think Alyssa was definitely the most surprised at seeing me with a baby in the morning. Once she got used to it, she walked around all day telling us that Brooke was her little sister.
Trying to keep her from scratching her face...every time we put socks on, she managed to get one of them off.
Lots of snuggles
Emma is such a sweet, proud big sister
My mom helped the kids make a birthday cake for Brooke. After dinner we had a little party and sang Happy Birthday to her.
We call him Dr. Jon now :)
When Ellie saw Brooke like this she exclaimed, "Aww, she looks like a little ancient Chinese statue!" I have NO idea where she came up with that.
My mom has been here for 2 weeks and has been such a huge help! I'm not sure what I'm going to do when she goes home this week!
Real life picture taking with 5 kids...
Sisters. It's still so hard to believe I have four girls (and 5 kids)!





































