#silasapollo

Unintentionally dyed a libra sign on silas' onsie. Am I the only one that sees it? ♎️ #librasoul #silasapollo #makeclothmainstream

I wanted to share the story of birth of my son Silas Apollo. Firstly, I chose his name because it is a representation of myself and his father. Silas meaning 'of the forest', which I connect to. Apollo is the god of art, music, poetry, truth, light, etc. which his father connects with. But anyways, it started on September 30th about 1am. I was attempting to sleep and there was this unusual feeling in my abdomen. I quickly realized that it was labor because the intensity was different from the prelabor I had been experiencing the weeks prior. The contractions weren't coming closer together but were there. I labored all night, morning, and through the day and then about 10pm September 30th, my love decided to come join me. It was as though my son was waiting for him to get there to really get things going. All that night the contractions got stronger and stronger. They weren't coming close together but they certainly got stronger. I labored all night and my waters began to leak with the contractions. My mother was a nurse and urged us to go to the hospital since I am GBS+. I wanted to avoid the hospital as long as possible but around 1pm on October 1st we finally went it. I was dilated to a 5 when we got there. My sons heart beat was decelerating with the contractions so they made me stay in bed with an oxygen mask. It was awful, I was so upset I wasn't getting the experience I had hoped for. They checked me again and I was at 6cm. Then it was shift change and I got this amazing Hawaiian nurse who urged me to get out of bed. I was so relieved and happy she let me labor how I had hoped. I got to take the mask off and labor on a ball or however I preferred. I had my essential oils diffusing through the room (and hallway I was told, lol) and had my crystals out. I played reggae and sung through the contractions because it kept my mind distracted. I bounced on the ball and imagined him moving down. I also had cards with mantras I had wrote down like "you were designed for this" and "it is not painful but an intense feeling you can't escape". Things started to really progress around 12am October 2nd. I was checked and dilated to a 9 and although I was previously against them breaking my remaining waters, I just wanted my son to be in my arms so I gave them the okay. After that, things began getting intense. The contractions never stopped, came on harder and my body began pushing by itself.. I was an animal at this point. So primal, raw, vulnerable. It was beautiful. My partner was the most amazing support through the whole thing. Finally I was able to push. They told me to reach down and feel my sons head and that gave me the motivation to go on. I remember thinking "this is the ring of fire everyone told me about". And then I felt him slide out of me. They immediately layed him on me as I requested. I got the skin to skin and delayed cord clamping I wanted. After 2 days of labor, he was born on his guess date, October 2nd, 2014 @ 2:46AM weighing 7lbs 2oz, 20 inches long. I swear I can still feel his body exiting mine. Having a natural birth was the best decision I could have ever made. I wanted to feel everything, and that I got. 

I wish I would have started journaling sooner but I didn't realize how hectic mom life is nor did I think I'd be so busy and time would fly by so fast. I also want to write my birth story soon on here because I had the most beautiful labor and delivery. Anyways, silas is just a gem. He is the most mellow baby. It's almost as if my grandfathers libra spirit is living through him. He was a peacemaker. A lover. A gentle being. As silas is. He is a thinker too. He is intelligent. He is independent already. He is my pride and joy. He is only two weeks and wanting to roll over already. His head is practically almost staying up by itself too. My mother says he will be advanced and that I am lucky because he is the most calm baby she's ever encountered. I knew that before he came earth side though as his spirit was with me all along. I am loving our time together. I feel complete for once. This was what I was searching for. This is what I needed. On another note, he's nursing really well. One week old and he was already up a pound. He is now almost 9lbs which is great because his cloth diapers will fit better sooner. Birth, postpartum, and breastfeeding were never as difficult as everyone warned me about but maybe that's because I channeled my inner warrior goddess weeks prior as if I was preparing to run a marathon. I'll write more about the birth soon but postpartum has been great. I didn't even need to fill the Percocet and Ibuprofen prescription they gave me before leaving the hospital. I partly did this because I don't want the poison in my house but also because I have too much pride (which also kept me from getting an epidural). As far as breastfeeding goes, well that might be my favorite part so far (as well as cloth diapering). I can give him something no one else can. It's beautiful and he is a natural. I'm in such a good place right now, still on an oxytocin trip...birth was dream like and I can still feel him exiting me as if it was yesterday. I could live it over and over again-it is that special to me.

the last pregnancy photo and then today. #40weeks #42weeks #silasapollo

goodnight from silas 🌟 #silasapollo

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