The Birth of Lorenzo joseph

I love when life throws you curves, it’s a humbling reminder that we literally have very little control over our lives. Yet at the same time, once we make it through we realize that it was truly Gods divine timing and if we were in control of our lives as much as we try to be that we would screw it up over and over again due to our impatience or fear. This post is long, as I feel it is impossible to shorten it. I want my birth story to help normalize freebirth and allow for other women to reclaim their power! 

After giving birth to my daughter, I realized I never wanted to give birth in captivity again. When I found out I was pregnant, I decided to have a wild pregnancy. For those of you who do not know what that is, it’s when you decide to not waste time or money to go to appointments where indoctrinated medical providers tell you things that 1. You already know or 2. Fear monger / pressure you into doing or believing in utter BS. I had zero prenatal visits, no ultrasounds, no testing… I listened to my body and my intuition… it was so peaceful and liberating. 

I also decided I wanted the least amount of people to know about my pregnancy. Obviously, into my third trimester people started to figure things out when they saw my protruding belly in person. There was no way of hiding it in this summers heat. Keeping the pregnancy to ourselves and not blasting it on social media helped me to avoid unsolicited advice and people questioning my decision on being my own provider.  My pregnancy was wonderful and I felt so in-tune with my body and my baby! From day one I knew I conceived a boy. I had many vivid dreams of him before I was even pregnant. I knew he was coming to me months before conceiving, it was just a matter of when!  

On September 2, 2021 I woke up to what I thought was a practice contraction. Needless to say these “practice contractions” were sporadic but continued to wake me up out of a dead sleep. They were intense enough to cause me to moan a little. So instead of accidentally waking up my husband or my daughter I decided to make my way downstairs to our basement. When the “practice contractions” continued and started to become closer together I started to wonder “am I truly in labor right now?” I was in denial for a little bit since my EDD was 9/18/21 and I was positive I was going to have this baby on 9/20/21 (well that’s where Gods divine timing comes into play). This baby was READY. Regardless of what I thought I knew. When I realized these “practice contractions” actually weren’t practice but the real deal, I quickly started cleaning like a mad woman (even though our house was already pretty clean from me nesting for weeks). I was having this baby at home and I needed it to be clean. After cleaning, I hoped in the shower. During that time my daughter came down to the basement and she got in the shower with me. I told her “the baby is coming today”. The look on her face was priceless! Once we were out of the shower, I settled her down in front of the tv and with something to eat. I went upstairs to get dressed and told my husband that the baby was on the way! 

This labor was very different from my first. With Carmen I had intense back labor. This labor was all in the front. The surges were intense and I was very verbal with low moans and growls. I cannot express enough the gratitude I have for how absolutely bad ass of a support person my husband was! If he had any fears or doubts he never showed it. His energy was a perfect mixture of calm and passion, exactly what I needed. In times of weakness when I would say “it hurts” or I felt like I was starting to lose some control, he kept me grounded. It was not the typical soft spoken “you got this babe” “you’re so strong” … instead he put on his coaching cap and with an energetic authoritative voice he would squeeze me tight and say “YOU WERE MADE FOR THIS!” “LET’S GO!!!” And it was exactly what I needed. 

I hit transition while in the bathtub. I can remember having an out of body experience, yet still present at the same time. I had my “freebirth” playlist on loop and during this moment “Rise Up” by Andra Day started to play. I felt Gods arms around me in that moment, I became very emotional. That song will forever hold a special place in my heart. It felt like contractions were slowing down and I wanted for things to continue to move along for I knew we were in the home stretch.  

I got out of the tub and made my way to our bedroom. Where I had very intense back to back contractions. During this time my water sac was bulging out, the size of a golf ball. I could feel the baby’s head in my pelvis. And I knew that the only thing that was in my way of finally having my baby in my arms was the sac, and it just would not give. I very gently ran my fingers around it during a couple of contractions and a light stream of amniotic fluid started dripping out. Moments later the rest of it came gushing out.

 I made my way to the bathroom to sit on the toilet, for I knew this would open up my pelvis enough to bring my baby earthside. The moment I sat down I shot right back up for my baby was coming to me. I yelled “Joe, the baby is coming!” And he was right there ready to catch him. Instinctually, I placed my hands where they needed to be to catch my baby as well. Joes hands caught the head and I caught the body as fetal ejection reflex kicked in and our sweet babe came flying out!