Lauren Rodych-Eberle
Calgary, Alberta, CANADA

  • Home
  • Music
    • Miss Lauren’s Music
    • Music Gallery
  • Food
    • Recipes & Articles
    • Cookbooks
    • Pampered Chef
    • Food Gallery
  • Blog
    • Parenting
    • Hiking & The Outdoors
    • Travel
    • Bucket List
    • Wellness
    • Date Night
    • Book Reviews
    • Seasonal
    • Crafts
  • Expert Blog
    • Expert Interviews
    • Dr. Ashley
    • Entrepreneur
  • About
    • About Me
    • Support
    • Contact
  • Shop
Type and hit ENTER
  • Home
  • Music
    • Miss Lauren’s Music
    • Music Gallery
  • Food
    • Recipes & Articles
    • Cookbooks
    • Pampered Chef
    • Food Gallery
  • Blog
    • Parenting
    • Hiking & The Outdoors
    • Travel
    • Bucket List
    • Wellness
    • Date Night
    • Book Reviews
    • Seasonal
    • Crafts
  • Expert Blog
    • Expert Interviews
    • Dr. Ashley
    • Entrepreneur
  • About
    • About Me
    • Support
    • Contact
  • Shop
  • Cart
Search
GET CONNECTED
  • Home
  • Music
    • Miss Lauren’s Music
    • Music Gallery
  • Food
    • Recipes & Articles
    • Cookbooks
    • Pampered Chef
    • Food Gallery
  • Blog
    • Parenting
    • Hiking & The Outdoors
    • Travel
    • Bucket List
    • Wellness
    • Date Night
    • Book Reviews
    • Seasonal
    • Crafts
  • Expert Blog
    • Expert Interviews
    • Dr. Ashley
    • Entrepreneur
  • About
    • About Me
    • Support
    • Contact
  • Shop
My Birth Story
Share
Blog, Parenting

My Birth Story

March 31, 2020
-
Posted by Lauren Rodych-Eberle

Disclaimer: This is my story as I lived it. Everyone’s story is different. Everyone’s perspective is different. I am sharing this because others have asked, but I request that you are respectful with your opinions and not read yourself into my narrative. Every birth is beautiful for what it is! Thank you.

Four days past my due date I started having more intense contractions (not simply Braxton Hicks). They would range anywhere from 4 minutes apart to 10 minutes apart. The midwives and I kept thinking baby was coming. It would keep building up like this each day and then fade to longer periods at night…for 6 days. On the 6th day of that, (now 9 days past my due date), I woke up and carried on with those contractions – had breakfast, did some cleaning, was going about my day. The contractions started to feel even more intense and seemed closer together, so by 9:20am, I decide to track them. They were about 3 minutes apart and lasting for a minute and a half at a time. By 10am, Jordan and I called the midwives thinking this was the real deal – they listened to me breathe through my contractions on the phone and said it sounded like I was still handling them really well (thank you, Hypnobirthing practise!), so they told us to keep them posted as I progressed. I wasn’t very forward, because I thought I was crying wolf, seeing as this had been going on for days – I thought the contractions were going to die down again. 

Jordan suggested we go for a walk to see if they kept up. We only got 8 houses down when my water broke, and then it was game on. That was at 10:47am. I was literally on all fours on the grass, breathing through contractions, and then standing up and walking home again. A neighbour even drove by to check if we were okay and offered us a ride…don’t worry, I didn’t mess up his car…I continued to walk home. As we were heading home, Jordan called the midwives, our NY doula (as my sister-in-law doula, who had been with me for the last 10 days, had to head back to Canada the night before…Covid-19 will always be a part of this memory for the rest of our lives), and our birth photographer – he told them to head on over. 

We got back to the house and went right upstairs. By this point, all the things Jordan and I had been practising (like counter pressure on the back) were not my jam anymore. I asked him to start filling up the tub. He was working his butt off to fill up the tub that I was going to birth in, as well as our house tub, so I could get some relief in the mean time. Gradually over the next hour, our photographer, doula, and midwives arrived. They all were a complete dream team – giving me positive affirmations, massaging me with essential oils, and being so supportive. Then I puked…twice…(starting at 11:35am) and I was so pumped, saying “does this mean I’m at transition already?!?!” I sure was!! So I hopped into our tub, as the other tub was still filling, and it was the greatest thing in the whole world! Such relief!! I was crushing coconut water (and regular water) the entire time. 

Once the large tub was filled, I transferred over to it, and it wasn’t long before I felt the need to start roaring my baby out – I was singing low sounds and talking to my baby through each contraction. Once, I asked baby to give me a little breather, as it was all going so fast, and believe it or not, babes gave me that! I asked how close baby was and the midwives told me to reach down and feel – when I did, I could tell the baby had a full head of hair!! By 2:05pm, our baby was in my arms. Turns out, I had a very short placenta cord and when I pulled our baby up, my cord snapped – the midwives were on top of it and within less than a minute (probably seconds…but time feels so weird during birth) they had clamped both the baby’s and my part of the cord, so that all was well. Delayed cord clamping did not get to be a part of my birth story, but I was so grateful for their quick and educated reactions – as was Jordan, after watching it square on. 

Jordan announced that our baby was a girl!! Then he did skin to skin with her as I finished birthing the placenta. After that, I got out of the tub, got all wrapped up by everyone taking care of me, and got set up on the bed to enjoy skin to skin with Collins (she now had a name!). We started breast feeding while our doula went to our kitchen to make me tea and food. The midwives completed all the newborn tests and made sure we were all situated as a new family of 3! By 5:30pm everyone had left and Jordan, Collins, and I got to cuddle in bed and be in awe of the experience we just had!

I am beyond grateful that my birth experience was empowering and beautiful and everything we wanted it to be. I was grateful to be at home with our healthy, happy baby. I truly couldn’t have asked for anything more. 

If you want to hear more about my birth story, feel free to listen to my chat with the Doing It At Home Podcast hosts on Episode 340!

All you mamas out there…you are strong!!!

March 31, 2020
Email

Related News

Other posts that you should not miss.
Blog, Parenting, Wellness

How I Prepared for an Unmedicated [Natural] Childbirth

May 27, 2021
-
Posted by Lauren Rodych-Eberle

Women are strong! While I was giving birth, I said, “How do women do this?” And my …

Read More
May 27, 2021
Posted by Lauren Rodych-Eberle
Blog, Hiking & The Outdoors

Hiking: What to Eat On Your Way to the Summit

August 28, 2018
-
Posted by Lauren Rodych-Eberle

It’s no secret that food is very important to me. When I’m prepping for a hike, what …

Read More
August 28, 2018
Posted by Lauren Rodych-Eberle
Blog, Travel

Catskills (Livingston Manor) Travel Guide

April 7, 2021
-
Posted by Lauren Rodych-Eberle

Jordan said our winter vacations keep getting more and more remote, and he is very right! This …

Read More
April 7, 2021
Posted by Lauren Rodych-Eberle
← PREVIOUS POST
Alphabet Date Night - I to L
NEXT POST →
Freezer Meal Prep for Postpartum
ABOUT ME
I’m Lauren and I have a deep passion for music, food, the outdoors, and travel. I love random questions and fun facts, and am always searching for better ways to bring wellness and health into my life. I am the owner of Miss Lauren’s Music Studio, where I teach voice, piano, ukulele, and preschool music classes – via Skype and within Calgary. I am a Senior Consultant for Pampered Chef, which has inspired me over the years to write two cookbooks (plus one mini ebook cookbook), that have food preparation made easy in the forefront.
LET’S STAY IN TOUCH!


GET CONNECTED
HIKING SCAVENGER HUNT
INSTAGRAM FEED
Ready to hear my biggest overwhelm? The stuff. I Ready to hear my biggest overwhelm?

The stuff. I know this is a privileged point, so please be kind. I’ve always attempted to be a wannabe-minimalist (seeing as I have two of everything living between two places, but I want everything to have a purpose and a ‘home.’). 

I’ve very much noticed this be a trigger point for me since having kids, because J and I both have big families, and although their gift giving comes with so much heart and generosity, I’ve tried to find ways to bring in less stuff and to teach my kids to appreciate each gift, sooo less is more. 

Many years ago, my siblings adopted Sibling Christmas where instead of gifts, we have a special night out together! We love this tradition. After the overwhelm I felt this Christmas, being generously gifted Eberle gifts for now TWO kids, I asked J’s siblings if we can adopt a family-friendly event next year and remove all aunt/uncle/cousin gifts. Shout out to all my brother/sister-in-laws for getting on board. 

With C’s birthday party coming up, she asked for no gifts (OR a book as a gift).

Small steps, but always trying!!

Have you found any ways to minimize the stuff chaos in your house?!
You know what’s the trickiest thing to navigate You know what’s the trickiest thing to navigate while solo parenting?

Taking your car to the shop with car seat aged kids. 

Do you hang out in the shop with the kids for hours? Do you bring travel car seats and install them to get them home? Honestly, what have y’all done? Having another human help isn’t the solution here for me this time…😅
There is no one more present than a baby. Our kidd There is no one more present than a baby. Our kiddos have so much to teach us. 

#babyrodycheberle2
🎶’Cause I got a roof over my head I got a war 🎶’Cause I got a roof over my head
I got a warm body in bed
I'm doing alright right where I'm at
With what I have

[I got a Jeep, I got a dog]
I got what they call a dream job
Plenty to want, nothing wrong with that
But I'm happy with what I have

I got the air, good eyes to see
Got so much more than I'll ever need
Even the bad days ain't all that bad
With what I have🎶
-Kelsea Ballerini
It’s not a competition, but if J was trying to w It’s not a competition, but if J was trying to win at Christmas, he did. For my gift he booked @throughcarrieslens to come follow our family on our Anniversary hike this year and take pictures of our butts…🤣 Maybe it’s because he knows pictures of him wearing our babies has me like…😍

Countdown to see you, @throughcarrieslens!
“Don’t worry so much about raising good kids t “Don’t worry so much about raising good kids that you forget you already have them.”🤍
J: Can we start weekly date night again? Also J: J: Can we start weekly date night again?

Also J: Okay, see you in two weeks after our road trip. 

[A real conversation we had recently…
Appreciate the sentiment, AND weekly may have been a bit ambitious.]
Thank you to @babyknitsco for this toque. Thank yo Thank you to @babyknitsco for this toque. Thank you to @schoenanigans for this onesie that will live on for every kiddo. Thank you to my non-Instagram husband for these babies.
Ready to hear my biggest overwhelm? The stuff. I Ready to hear my biggest overwhelm?

The stuff. I know this is a privileged point, so please be kind. I’ve always attempted to be a wannabe-minimalist (seeing as I have two of everything living between two places, but I want everything to have a purpose and a ‘home.’). 

I’ve very much noticed this be a trigger point for me since having kids, because J and I both have big families, and although their gift giving comes with so much heart and generosity, I’ve tried to find ways to bring in less stuff and to teach my kids to appreciate each gift, sooo less is more. 

Many years ago, my siblings adopted Sibling Christmas where instead of gifts, we have a special night out together! We love this tradition. After the overwhelm I felt this Christmas, being generously gifted Eberle gifts for now TWO kids, I asked J’s siblings if we can adopt a family-friendly event next year and remove all aunt/uncle/cousin gifts. Shout out to all my brother/sister-in-laws for getting on board. 

With C’s birthday party coming up, she asked for no gifts (OR a book as a gift).

Small steps, but always trying!!

Have you found any ways to minimize the stuff chaos in your house?!
You know what’s the trickiest thing to navigate You know what’s the trickiest thing to navigate while solo parenting?

Taking your car to the shop with car seat aged kids. 

Do you hang out in the shop with the kids for hours? Do you bring travel car seats and install them to get them home? Honestly, what have y’all done? Having another human help isn’t the solution here for me this time…😅
There is no one more present than a baby. Our kidd There is no one more present than a baby. Our kiddos have so much to teach us. 

#babyrodycheberle2
🎶’Cause I got a roof over my head I got a war 🎶’Cause I got a roof over my head
I got a warm body in bed
I'm doing alright right where I'm at
With what I have

[I got a Jeep, I got a dog]
I got what they call a dream job
Plenty to want, nothing wrong with that
But I'm happy with what I have

I got the air, good eyes to see
Got so much more than I'll ever need
Even the bad days ain't all that bad
With what I have🎶
-Kelsea Ballerini
It’s not a competition, but if J was trying to w It’s not a competition, but if J was trying to win at Christmas, he did. For my gift he booked @throughcarrieslens to come follow our family on our Anniversary hike this year and take pictures of our butts…🤣 Maybe it’s because he knows pictures of him wearing our babies has me like…😍

Countdown to see you, @throughcarrieslens!
“Don’t worry so much about raising good kids t “Don’t worry so much about raising good kids that you forget you already have them.”🤍
J: Can we start weekly date night again? Also J: J: Can we start weekly date night again?

Also J: Okay, see you in two weeks after our road trip. 

[A real conversation we had recently…
Appreciate the sentiment, AND weekly may have been a bit ambitious.]
Thank you to @babyknitsco for this toque. Thank yo Thank you to @babyknitsco for this toque. Thank you to @schoenanigans for this onesie that will live on for every kiddo. Thank you to my non-Instagram husband for these babies.
In honour of @michaelferraro_music’s birthday, h In honour of @michaelferraro_music’s birthday, here’s a serious throwback. Go give his band @pinebarren.music a follow!

#lebsinging #nashvillecover
ABOUT

Owner of Miss Lauren’s Music Studio. Author of the Brownie Pan Every Damn Day Cookbooks. Consultant for Pampered Chef. Lover of Random Questions.

LET’S STAY IN TOUCH!


RECENT POSTS
  • March 9, 2023
    3 Natural Cures for the Common Cold [Onion Edition!]
  • February 8, 2023
    Homemade Tex Mex
  • January 25, 2023
    Interviewing a Midwife – Questions to Ask
  • HOME
  • ABOUT ME
  • GET IN TOUCH
© 2020 Lauren Rodych-Eberle. All Rights Reserved.
Powered by Styled Brands
My Birth Story - Lauren Rodych-Eberle