Author’s note: This is the ninth of a ten-part series recapping and examining the birth story of my Itty Bitty. Birth is a beautiful experience, but some can find the contents of the topic a bit squeemish. In light of this, please note that these posts are neither too graphic, nor are they full of unicorns and rainbows. They’re just the unfettered, unadulterated truth. And the truth is that birth is the most amazing experience of which I have been a part. By far. So, read on – learn, cry, laugh, but most of all, enjoy.
I had hit a wall, and had used all of my energy and focus during the day working on spinning my baby from posterior position to anterior position. After 21 hours of labor, my tiny baby was finally in the proper position for birth. I was 8cm dilated, and utterly and completely exhausted.
This is the ninth of a ten-part series recapping and examining the birth story of my Itty Bitty.