Saturday I joined the masses of women who have gone before me, and out of desperation, added castor oil to my juice and spread it on my toast that morning. Toast with castor oil, butter and honey is the way to go. If I had any greens around, I would have made a vinaigrette with it. Who recommends drinking oil? Ugh...
After the natural course of castor oil took place, I had light contractions for the remainder of the day, which turned into stronger but irregular ones on Sunday. We took the kids up to the cabin and I thoroughly cleaned it, moved furniture and went for a hike up and down hills in the woods. It was so gorgeous out. A family of beavers has taken residence on our creek and we admired the progress on their dam and the nice pond they are making before heading down along the ridge and settling ourselves by the bank of the creek, where the kids tried to spear fish and enjoyed finding all the objects on the floor of the woods that floated and sending them on their way.
Home again later that evening, we tucked the kids into bed, watched a movie on the laptop and settled in for the evening. By 2:30am, Monday morning, the contractions were regular and uncomfortable and I got up, began laundry, tidied downstairs to our dog's bewilderment, and called the midwife an hour later.
I was so thankful that once again, the children were cozy and asleep. Sean filled the wood stove, I went into the hot shower and soon the bedroom was warm and filled and ready for our baby's arrival.
This time I used a birthing chair for the last few contractions, to help bring the baby down, and it worked like magic. The midwife and Sean helped me up onto the bed and I leaned into Sean as my body pushed the baby out. Annaliese had been woken and quietly sat watching, calm and collected, like a wise old soul. She has expressed an interest in midwifery so this was the perfect opportunity for her to see her newest sibling arrive. Every night before bed she would ask me to wake her if the time for the baby came.
On my hands and knees, by far my favorite position for birthing, I gave birth to our sixth child and felt the midwife set the baby on my back. I asked if the baby was alright and what was it but the cord must have been between the legs because no one knew right away, so Annaliese got to check and tell me that God, in his goodness, had blessed us with another daughter.