Is was around 12:15pm and I was sleeping deeply on night shift. It was quiet and still in the birth room. All the lights were out and only the light of the moon coming in through the windows, filled the birth room, giving all the empty beds a warm glow. All the midwives were asleep, and I remember thinking before I fell asleep, “this is going to be a good night! I’m feeling good Lord, so anytime you are ready, bring on the babies!”….then I rolled over and passed out.
The gate opened and a beautiful pregnant mama (G3/P2) named Maria Angela came in fully dilated and ready to push! Within a matter of seconds...every midwife had jumped off the bamboo couches, flipped on the lights and led her to the birth bed. Except for me...the assist...who apparently hasn't mastered the skill of keeping "one eye open" in the birth room! I was still happily sound asleep, probably drooling and dreaming of only Lord knows what, while the midwives where running past me, grabbing supplies and every time calling louder, "Tiara! Miss Tiara! wake up! wake up!" It wasn't until I heard "BOW (bag of waters) 2 cm visible without pushing." That I woke up in an instant, ran over to the counter, threw on gloves and threw open the curtain, just making it in time as the baby boy's body came sliding out! His mom yelled “Hallelujah! Thank you Jesus!!” As he came out! Haha, I bet she was so thankful that it was over! Half asleep, I grabbed a towel and bulb suction and wiped away the membranes from his face and dried his tiny new body, then suctioned his mouth and nose a few times to remove any mucous and membranes that could constrict his small airways. He was a beautiful baby boy! Looking around at everyone the second he opened his brown eyes. I gave him APGARS of 8 (-1 for color/-1 for muscle tone) and 9 (-1 for color) as he was a little cyanotic until about 6 minutes after birth. It wasn’t until after I had clamped the cord and the bana had cut it, that I looked down and realized that I had NO shoes on! I forgot to put them on in the hustle of the whole situation! Haha. Omg! The Lord really does call us to things that are beyond us! Haha!
Jane, the midwife who caught baby Rike, and I did a head to toe newborn exam and took his footprints. He weighed 6lbs 6oz and was incredibly aware of everything going on around him and was so attentive to us examining and palpating his little body. He had slight molding along his sagittal sutures (overlapping of his parietal bones during birth from pressure and pushing, which is very normal), and he was 48cm long! A short little guy! Wide eyed and awake, he talked to us through the entire exam! He was so so so cute!! I couldn’t get enough of him! His mama laughed as he made funny cooing noises and looked over at her every time she would call his name. He knew her voice! All in all it was an amazing birth and I must say it was SO worth waking up to! :)
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