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By November 14, 2018December 5th, 2018One Comment


I’ve received so many questions about my “birth story” with Kellen, our second son. For some, maybe it’s a little ‘too much information’ or for others, well, I hope my experience may inspire you to have your own healthy pregnancy so you and your baby can also reap the rewards of a healthy (fast!) delivery and postpartum recovery.

A little background: it’s been well documented ???? that my husband was in the Philippines competing – which is his job – during Kellen’s birth. While Brian was set to return home on May 7th and Kellen wasn’t due until May 10th, we knew an early arrival was possible despite having to be induced with my first. Brian going to compete at World’s Strongest Man was a decision we made as a team – his job and passion was not something I wanted him to give up for a chance at an early arrival. And as for me, I had an awesome support team here at home and especially my mom who lives in an in-law suite!

So, let’s get to it! ????

The morning of May 3rd I woke up around 2am with what I thought was just a little bellyache. Keep in mind, I had never naturally gone into labor on my own, although I fully felt contractions after being induced with my first. I sent a text to my husband, because he was 14 hours ahead of me, just to say hi. His response, “I hope you’re up just because you have to pee!” Haha! Yep, I confirmed that was it and tried to go back to bed. I slept on and off until about 4:30am when I texted him again and thought maybe it’s more than a bellyache. (I know, I know…you’re thinking DUH! Keri!) I eventually decided to go wake my mom who I really hated to inconvenience and told her that we should maybe head to the hospital. I told her not to rush because I wanted to get a shower, make some coffee, etc. (Again, no idea what I was thinking!) She called my sister in law who said she’d be right over to watch Braxton, our older son, while my mom took me to the hospital. I let Brian know I was going to the hospital, debated getting a shower which I eventually decided against because ouch, packed a few things, made Braxton’s lunch, made notes for his breakfast and day, etc, etc.

Somewhere around 5-5:30 I arrived at the hospital. They started hooking me up to all the machines, monitors, cords, etc. My mom FaceTimes with Brian for me and the nurses verify I’m in labor. 9cm dilated to be exact. Oops, probably should have came earlier! ????

They start doing all the tests they need to – I.e. blood work. I ask for an epidural (don’t judge), but they aren’t sure we have time. Long story short, I finally am approved for an epidural. I sit up, they put it in my back, I lay back down and am told to push. I push for about 3 minutes and then Kellen James Shaw arrived at 6:28am! All the while my husband is shouting questions over FaceTime and my mom is reminding them that I want to save the placenta. Haha! I think I was calmer than both of them! (Love you guys!)

While the delivery was fast and smooth sailing, the recovery has me in shock even more. I was fully stocked with ice packs, numbing spray, etc to help aide in my recovery. I used zero of it. I have had no pain whatsoever. I pretty much have felt completely normal and myself since a few hours post delivery. As you may have seen on social media, I started being more physically active just days after delivery. Each day I try to do something active such as a walk or lifting my lightest dumbbells and doing a few arm exercises. Nothing strenuous, but it helps me mentally feel like myself and I believe will help my body fully recover. Balancing two kiddos has definitely been a change and, again, I’m so thankful for our support team and their help.

Brian arrived home on May 7th and got to meet our beautiful son for the first time. I was able to drive myself and carry Kellen into the airport which is something I would have never been able to do the first time around. It was a very special moment for us as we all stood crying tears of joy at the airport.

If you’ve made it this far, I just want to give a very sincere and heartfelt THANK YOU for following along with my pregnancy and postpartum journey. I’m not perfect. I’m so far from it. But, I do want to share with other women that it is doable – a healthy pregnancy, a fantastic delivery and recovery, being confident in your own skin after having babies – it’s all possible. It’s not always easy and I slip up often, but that’s life and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

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  • Avatar Maximus says:

    Wow, you know I heard recently that strong and muscular women would supposedly have a tougher delivery, I know it sounds ridiculous but the claim is that their muscles are so strong that they would resist the birth of the child and ultimately tear themselves because of all the resistance. I knew and I’m glad to see it was pure bullshit.
    Congratulations Keri 🙂

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