Silent birth at home

Emilia was 19 years old; she had brown-golden eyes and short greyish hair. She was slimly built and heavily pregnant with her first baby. Inside of her 10 days overdue belly was an almost 12 pounds baby waiting to be born.

 

Even though her doctor told her, that she should go to a hospital once she would feel any signs of contractions, she was now walking to her favorite shop for pregnancy clothes, stopping once in a while during a cramp or better during an early labor contraction.

Emilia knew what contractions felt like, after having two stillbirths. Her first stillbirth was when she was 15. After being abused, she gave birth to a dead little boy during 24th week. The second stillbirth was with 17 years. She fell downstairs and after hours she delivered another dead boy during 34th week. This time she was really careful.

This time, everything was perfect. Her baby was fine and growing perfectly, maybe a bit too perfect, since the father of the baby was her old sport teacher, 6ft 4 inches tall. It didn’t surprise her, once the doctor told her the weight of her baby. How was she supposed to deliver that baby, since she was only 5ft 3inch tall?

 

Currently, she was sitting at the bus station riding out a 30 seconds long contraction while waiting for the bus. Contractions were around 12 minutes apart and Emilia felt them since she woke up 10 hours ago, at 7 AM. Once the bus arrived, Emilia needed to ride out 2 contractions before she left it and got to her apartment.

During the whole evening, Emilia tried to relax, lay on the couch, and ignored the contractions. It was 10 PM when she went to bed, after being in labor for 15 hours. Emilia didn’t notice, that her water broke during the night and that the contractions got stronger and more intense.

 

It was 6 AM when Emilia woke up with a groan and rubbed her contracting belly. There was a change in the intensity and the length of the contractions.

After a long shower, she prepared some breakfast, only to walk around and time some contractions. The timer said 6 minutes apart and around 45 seconds long, after being in labor for 24 hours now.

Emilia swore to herself that she wouldn’t scream at all during the birth of her child. Last time it was so embarrassing to scream in that taxi, that she didn’t ask for a taxi for a while. She would listen to her body; it should know what to do.

Emilia walked around, breathed through each new contraction, and was in complete control of her labor until the bell rang. After picking up the speaker, she left her apartment to go down to the postman. After a real short small talk, she was in the elevator, just in time for the next contraction. Once she got out, she heard a voice calling for her.

“Hey, good morning Emilia!”, she stopped and looked around, only to find a blonde woman standing on the other side of the floor.

“Oh, good morning Amanda. How are you?”

“Everything’s great. My boys are doing well too and we were about to leave for a little vacation.”

Yes, Amanda was pregnant, for the 3rd time and this time with twins. She helped her a lot during pregnancy and Emilia hoped that her birth wouldn’t be as hard as Amanda always told her.

“That’s great. Have fun, See Ya!”, she simply said and rushed inside holding her belly, just to breathe again.

 

With a contraction every 4 minutes, she decided to take some last pregnancy pictures. She walked around; put on the clothes she bought yesterday and took pictures in many positions.

She was about to put her favorite dress on for the last time when a real hard contraction hit her. It made her double over and she almost dropped to her knees. Once it was over, it didn’t even last 30 seconds for another one to come.

It was now 12 PM and after being in labor for 30 hours now, she must’ve had entered the Transition stage.

She sat down on the couch and tried to breathe through the contractions as well as possible. With each new one, she breathed for 60 seconds and tried to change position every 10 minutes.

Emilia noticed a lot of pressure and some kind of burning. The cervix was probably being pulled open for her child to pass through. Still breathing and panting around 2 PM she was hit with a real hard, painful, and breathtaking contraction and for a second she saw stars. This was the first time she actually felt the urge to push her baby out.

Emilie didn’t want to push her baby out yet. Amanda told her, that she needed around 4 hours to push her first baby out. But Amanda wasn’t expecting a 12 pounds, big baby.

Emilia would take it slow. She handled the labor for 32 hours now, so she could handle it longer too. She got up from the couch and walked to the bathroom to gather some towels, before walking to the kitchen to prepare something little to eat. During the contractions, they were 3 minutes apart; she moved her hips from side to side and breathed. The baby was pressing against her cervix mercilessly but it still wasn’t inside her birth canal yet. Walking around as well as possible, she was hit by another powerful and intense contraction. She grabbed the back of the couch and squatted down, panting and swaying her hips. Her eyes went wide as she noticed her belly visibly shrinking during that contraction and with a loud moan, the baby’s head shifted into her birth canal. Emilia was now, after being in labor for 34 hours, about to give birth.

Her baby was now close to being born. She knew her pregnancy would end today.

Emilia tried her best to walk around for as long as possible and let gravity help with her big baby. She supported herself on everything next to her, while she breathed and panted through the pain.

It was exactly 5 PM when Emilia felt that unbearable pressure and that overwhelming need to push. Her hand shot down to her clothed vagina, only to find something hard behind it. With a moan, she stood up and slowly walked to her bedroom. She took off her pants and panties only to discover her bulged out vagina. That was the moment she decided to start pushing. Emilia went into a side-lying position and started pushing silently with the next contraction. The baby moved slowly but that was good, she didn’t want to rush her baby out.

After pushing for 15 minutes, her nether lips opened into a teardrop shape and with each push, the shape slowly turned into an oval one and after a while, it was a round shape, but the head was still far away from a full crown. Panting hard, she changed position and went onto all-fours and pushed again. The baby inside her moved slowly but it moved forward with each push the mother gave.

“Come on baby… come to mommy. Don’t… be so stubborn…”

Emilia pushed again, but this time she had to put a towel into her mouth to prevent screaming. Her baby opened her nether lips more and more to fit through. Another agonizing push and the baby reached, what seemed to be a full crown, according to her body. Her lips were stretched to their limits and she wanted to scream so bad right now.

The clock showed 9:42 PM as Emilia stood up from the bed, groaning from the sudden downward pressure, and squatted in front of the bed. It still took a while until the baby moved forward again and opened her even wider. With the towel in her mouth, she pushed hard while groaning in pain. Squatting with the back against the bed and both hand on the bed, she pushed hard and even pushed herself up from the ground a bit. The baby’s forehead was out, followed by the eyebrows, the eyes, and the nose before Emilia lifted a leg in the air and gave another agonizing push.

It was exactly 10 PM when the huge head popped free, causing Emilia’s body to tremble uncontrollably and make her fall forward with a loud groan.

“OH, GOD! The head is out!”

With another groan, she forced herself onto her feet, grabbed her phone and waddled to the mirror. She HAD to take a picture of that huge head hanging between her legs while being in different positions. She currently loved the view of this huge head hanging from her vagina.

Around 10:15 PM, she waddled back to the bed, doubling over in pain as the contractions returned. One of her hands went down to check for a cord around the baby’s neck, there was none, she could start pushing again.

“Ooooooowwwwww!!”

Once she put a towel into her mouth again, she pushed really hard again. After a few more contractions, her hip jerks at the sensation of the shoulders being pushed forward. She groaned loud into the towel while pushing. One shoulder really started to emerge from her vagina after doing a lot of pushing.

Emilia sank onto her knees from exhaustion and panted from the fast of being in labor for 41 hours now and still, the baby was only halfway out.

Being on her knees, she grabbed the bed sheets with both hands, lifted one leg, and continued pushing. Endless contractions later, Emilia threw her head back as she felt the second shoulder emerging too. Both shoulders were moving through her vagina now at the same time. Tears run down her face. They stretched her so wide again and she wanted to scream so bad right now. Luckily she managed to grunt into the towel, it was in the middle of the night.

“Come on… baby… please get out!”

Maybe another position would help; she thought and pulled herself onto her feet again before she climbed onto the bed with her back against some pillows and the wall. She tried hard not to close her legs while changing positions but she noticed that it slipped back a little bit. Panting heavily she pulled her legs back, tucked her chin against her chest, and pushed really hard. An animalistic grunt left her mouth with the towel inside each time and she tossed her head against the wall behind her as the shoulders spread her as wide as possible. The baby moved out steadily and slowly and while her body uncontrollable jerked around, Emilia let go of her legs and pushed down on her belly, forcing the baby out.

“NNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!”

Staying longer in this position she continued pushing harder and harder. The shoulders were almost out. With one hand she reached down to feel for her baby and she decided to pull one of the arms out. With another loud groan, she also unshackled the second arm and with another agonizing push, the baby shot out until its hips.

“NNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”

With a lot more jerking the baby moved out and slipped onto the bed, resting between Emilia’s legs. Panting from the relief, she looked at her baby.

It was 2 AM on a Sunday morning and Emilia just gave birth to a cute little boy after being in labor for 44 hours.

 

The baby boy had a size of 21 inches and a weight of 12 pounds.

Emilia really didn’t scream during the birth.