My Birth Story

I know this has taken me a while to write and I thought I should just forget about it, but then I wanted to document every detail to look back on and eventually share with Keoni one day. I hope I don’t scare anyone away (hehe).


Keith and I signed up for a Hypnobirthing class because I felt pretty strongly about giving birth naturally. I figured woman all around the world have been doing this for years and our bodies are literally made to birth naturally. I knew that I needed to get my mind in the right head space to accomplish such an overwhelming task, so we incorporated Hypnobirthing to truly understand how giving birth naturally can be done. After seeing woman give birth in such a calm and peaceful way, I felt extremely confident in my ability to give birth the same way.


Since taking the Hypnobirthing class, my expectation was to be able to birth naturally by using all the breathing techniques I learned, using visuals, and to move into different positions that would help with any discomfort. I pictured myself being in labor for only 5 hours – pain free, without having to push the baby out. I was taught that pushing your baby out isn’t always necessary, that your baby could potentially just slip right out from breathing baby down. And guess what? THIS DID NOT HAPPEN FOR ME. It definitely happens for some women (which I am totally jealous of), but not for me ya’ll.


September 1st:

8am: I felt a gush of liquid exit, I figured it was my water breaking. Called my doctor and she suggested we go to the hospital. Went to triage and was only 1cm dilated. We were sent home.

6pm: Felt my first contraction. uncomfortable, but tolerable. For the next 6 hours I couldn’t sleep, lay down, or sit. I was pretty uncomfortable and my contractions were happening every 4-5 min.

September 2nd:

12am: My contractions were getting stronger. I couldn’t talk in between each one. My contractions were now 3 minutes apart. Called my doctor and told us to head to the hospital. Went to the hospital – still 1cm dilated. I was shocked. The nurse told me to come back when the pain was unbearable. I thought the pain was already at that level, so I couldn’t even imagine it being more painful. Boy, was I wrong.

7am: At this point I was completely exhausted. I hadn’t slept for the past 24 hours. I was in so much pain. I was in and out of the shower, hoping that the warm water would lessen the pain. It helped a bit, but my back felt like it was going to break into a million little pieces. Keith was applying pressure on my back , but at this point I WAS DONE.

7:30am: Went to the hospital for the 3rd and final time! I was 4cm dilated – HALLELUJAH! My contractions were happening every two minutes. In between each contraction I would doze off and then awake by the extreme discomfort. I’ve never been so tired in my life.

11am: I looked at Keith and told him I couldn’t do it anymore. He encouraged me to keep going (which I appreciated), but my body was completely worn out. I needed to rest.

12pm: I got an epidural and the pain was gone in an instant. In a way I was disappointed in myself for not being able to finish through with a natural birth, but I’m still so proud of being able to withstand 18 hours of natural labor. Its hard work ya’ll!

2pm: I dilated to 6cm.

3pm: I dilated to 8cm. Had my water broken.

7pm: At this point I hadn’t dilated anymore, so I was given a drop of pitocin to get things moving. The last 2 cm seriously took forever.

September 3rd:

12am: I was finally 10 CM DILATED! It was time to push. Before pushing they gave me a warning that this process might be longer than usual because he was sunny side up. I had Keith on the left side of me and my mom on the right side. They were both holding up a leg to help me push. I also had my two sisters, my best friend Ernie, and my mother-in-law in the room. They all were cheering me on which I am very grateful for. I felt like I pushed for 30 minutes, but it was a full two hours.

2:25am: 32 hours of labor + Keoni Eugene Fukuda was born. He weighed 8 pounds/4oz and 20.5 inches long. He was absolutely perfect. He rested his little head on my chest and I instantly fell in love. Keith was in tears and I was in a bliss.

What a journey pregnancy and giving birth is and even though 32 hours of the process was not the most fun, I can’t wait to do it all over again.

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How I Found Out I Was Pregnant!

Let me start off by saying that we both looked forward to growing our family, but was unsure as to when the best time would be. After we got married, we both wanted to wait a while to really enjoy one another as a newly married couple. After our one year anniversary we decided to try, but not try, if that makes sense. Six months later I started to feel a little concerned that maybe something might be wrong because I still wasn’t pregnant. We then decided to actually try for a couple months and BOOM! I was pregnant! 

I’m not sure if it was something we did differently or if it was just right timing. I believe it was just our time to finally go on this adventure together and we couldn’t be more excited.

One week I felt a little different and one of my co-workers asked if I was pregnant and quickly remembered that I was supposed to start my period in a few days. Normally before that time of the month I have a few symptoms, but this month I was experiencing nothing. During my lunch break I went out and got a pregnancy test and took it. The line was SUPER faint, but deep down I knew I was.

It was a couple of days before Christmas and I wanted to wait till then to share the news with Keith. Obviously, I was dying inside, so I broke my silence and surprised him right before we left for Michigan. He was a mix of emotions just as I was because we weren’t 100 percent sure if this was actually happening.

We flew into Michigan with this HUGE secret wanting to share our exciting news of becoming parents, but knew we needed to wait just one more day. The morning of Christmas Eve, I jumped out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. I opened up the last pregnancy test and waited. The instruction manual recommends waiting about three minutes before you check the results. Three minutes never felt so long, it felt like eternity. I’m being dramatic, but when you are waiting for something as big as this, time stops.

There they were, TWO bright pink lines. I was ecstatic to say the least and ran to Keith. We both just sat in silence as our eyes teared up. This moment was pure joy. It was the most perfect gift and it came at just the right time.

To this day when I am by myself, I sit and think about all that I have been through. The good and the bad. The good is really good, but the bad has its way of being good in the end. I’m in awe of how amazing Jesus really is. He has been there every step of the way and has lead me into a life that I have always dreamed of. Here I am, with this growing belly, feeling incredibly grateful for this new adventure. I am going to be a mama!

Thanks for reading + if any mom’s out there have any advice, I would appreciate it so much.