I had the awesome privilege of going home to Ontario Canada for two weeks in February to help a friend with her first delivery and birth. When she called in the Fall to see what my thoughts were on the idea of me coming to help her, she really didn't think it would work out but decided to ask anyway. When I told Vincent about the idea he was excited and said I should go if I thought it could work out with my schedule here at home. February was the only month that I didn't have any mommies due so it worked out beautifully for Chloe and I to go. It's not every day I get a paid ticket home, get to stay with my parents for two weeks, and spend time with both my family and Vincent's family.
Kemuel David born on 2-12-13 weighing 9# 1oz
The couple considered having a home birth but since there is only one registered midwife in all of Northwestern Ontario, it can be very difficult to get in with her due to her being so busy. And although I would have loved to deliver a Canada baby (it's still a dream of mine to practice there) at this point I'm not a registered midwife in Ontario so that option was out. So instead I was her doula. My friend joked, "If somehow we don't make it to the hospital in time, you can just deliver the baby."
A week and a half after my arrival, we started to wonder when this baby was going to come and started thinking about the possibility of changing my ticket. We kept praying that the Lord would bring this baby in His timing and knew that He had it all in His control. Then early Tuesday morning, two days before I had to leave, labor began.
Because of my friend's family history of long labors, she hoped to stay home as long as possible. My role as a doula typically includes coming to the mom's home whenever she is ready for me, providing labor support for her, making sure she's eating and drinking so she has energy, monitoring the baby's heartbeat, checking dilation progress if mom wants to know, and encouraging dad in his role as a labor support. Then when it looks like things are getting closer to delivery, we go to the hospital and I continue to be a support for mom there. In my friend's case, she labored so well and did beautifully at relaxing with contractions at home. And then, after being at the hospital for about 2 hours, she delivered a healthy 9 lb baby boy! And daddy got to catch which was really neat to see in a hospital setting! I've had other dads ask the doctor if he would be allowed to catch his son or daughter but they've always been told "that's the doctor's job." So needless to say, I was impressed when the doctor was eager to let the dad catch his son.
The nurse put a cloth diaper on him and I thought it was so cute. I don't think I've ever been to a hospital where they use cloth diapers.
While waiting for the baby to come, Chloe and I had great fun with family. It was bitterly cold the first week in February with temperatures dropping to -35 degrees F some mornings. On those days we hunkered down inside and played games, drank tea, and watched movies. The last week was a bit warmer so I took Chloe out and she loved the snow and Grandpa's animals.
Grandma and Chloe going to the barn to feed the animals.
Going to the chip truck for salt and vinegar fries is a must when I go home even if it's wintertime. They are the best and even better when I can go with Kate (sister), Krys (sister-in-law), and Jon (brother-in-law).
Chloe's uncles, especially Jeremy and Andrew, fed her all sorts of things when we were home, including bacon and perogies. She loved all the attention and food.
Swimming with Nana at the Kenora Rec Center
Chloe learned to climb stairs when we were at Grandpa's house. She didn't do so good coming down though.
It was a wonderful trip and I'm so glad I was able to do this. Thanks to all of you who made it such a refreshing and relaxing time.
And soon March will be here and I will be busy with mommies and babies once again!