Our new plum tree

** Warning, this post contains some information about my miscarriage that not everyone will want to read. If you'd like to skip through the explicit info and find out about the plum tree scroll to the section with the blue font.
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All weekend I've been telling my body it's ok to let go. We decided if we had to go through a procedure, either being induced or have a D & C, we both agreed that the best way for us was the D & C. I've been dreading Tuesday, knowing that it would be the day I'd have to make a call to an unfamiliar OB to schedule the procedure. My previous OB left the practice to just be a baby catcher and not see patients on a regular basis and since I had a midwife this time around (...Joyce, you're amazing!!) I was not affiliated with OB at all. So needless to say I was hoping all weekend that my body would listen and let go.
It all started at 4:00 am Monday morning. I went to get Thorin from his crib as usual and let him sleep the rest of the morning in our bed. After I gave him a little bit of milk and he fell back asleep I began to feel very crampy. I went downstairs to get some Motrin and drink some water as the pain kept increasing. I was afraid to go back up the stairs at this point so I stayed in the first floor bathroom. I'd say I was in "labor" for about 20 minutes. At about 4:30 am the amniotic sac, baby and placenta all passed together along with plenty of blood. It was a bit scary, I knew there would be blood but I never really thought of how everything would actually come out. After going through a few births you know the water breaks and the baby comes out (or in Thorin's case the bag of water explodes as he comes bursting out into the world) and then comes the placenta. I wasn't exactly imagining that it would all come together at once but after thinking about it and seeing it of course it makes sense. I'm so lucky things happened relatively normally and I have not had excessive bleeding or large blood clots. I was thinking at the end of it all that even though this ended in a miscarriage I still had a quiet, uneventful, peaceful home birth.
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I finally went back upstairs to tell Darren that my body had listened and the baby came around 4:30 am. We sat on the couch, cuddled and waited for my body to relax so I could finally go back to sleep. I slept amazingly well and felt better when I woke up than I did in the past few months. I guess my body really didn't agree with this pregnancy and of course things happen for a reason even if we don't agree with the outcome at the moment.
So the question is what do we do now? We decided the best and most sentimental thing was to plant a tree. Some people plant a placenta tree after the baby's born but in this case I'm sure I don't have to say. We agreed the baby's a girl (not that we could tell at this point but we didn't look either) and named her Miriam Daisy Breathe (everyone had a part in that, even Honor). We went out to Perrault's Nursey in Grafton and bought her (and us) a plum tree. She'll be an intregal part of this special tree and will watch over it and us. I really feel at peace with all that happened and like I said earlier....I'm glad that it ended the way it did and I still had a peaceful, quiet, uneventful home birth.