birth of baby 2

Living just outside of Boston, Friday night Feb. 8, there was a huge snow storm. We went outside, played, built a snowman, just enjoyed the snow. We woke up Saturday to about 2 feet or so of snow. I woke up about 8:30ish and had some period like cramps. since we were planning a home birth, I let the midwives know right away in case they needed to come. Right after I text them, I realized I was having some contractions. At first, I didn't think much of them but decided to time them anyway. They were about 3 mins apart and 45ish sec long. They had come out of nowhere. I went to the bathroom and had some show. I told my husband, Jim, to call the midwives because we were gonna have a baby that day! He called and they told him they were snowed in at another birth. They suggested we call EMS for a ride to the hospital if we felt things were progressing quickly and they would try to get to us as soon as they could. Jim and I jumped to action. He called his aunt that was set to watch our daughter, Aria, and she said she would figure out a way to come her pick up. I proceeded to finish packing her bag, dress her and feed her. Jim ran to the neighbors house to see if they could call their plow guy to plow our 100 + yard driveway. At 10:30 am Jim's aunt arrives and he runs Aria down the still snow covered drive and they leave. I try to relax a bit and talk to the midwives about a plan. They again suggest calling EMS because now they are fairly certain they won't be getting out soon. I tell them I'll think about it and I'm going to try and take it easy for a bit. Jim is still outside and calls to check on me. He says he's going to try and flag down a plow that's driving down the road and to give him 20-30 mins to do that. I said no...I need you here. He wasn't convinced. I said ok...how about 15-20 mins. He agreed. I jumped in the shower. The contractions were intense! The warmth of the water on my back helped relieve the intensity of the peaks. After a short bit, I had to get out because it was a struggle to stand there during the contractions. After the shower, I didn't even get dressed, I just laid with my towel on the bed. It was 11, it had been 15 mins and I was about to call Jim to tell him to get inside when he arrived and let me know he had flagged down a plow who cleaned our drive for free when he told them his wife was in labor. We began to discuss what we should do when a contraction hit. He realized this was getting serious. We guessed maybe the hospital was an option but how to get there was the question. I didn't really want to ride in an EMS truck, that would have just given me anxiety. Then the baby moved down the birth canal. I said: "uh-oh."
Jim said: "what?"
I said: "baby wants to come out."
He asked: "baby wants to come out...like you're ready to push?"
I simply nodded. He sat for a second holding the phone decided who to call ambulance or midwife. He decided midwife. Which in retrospect, the better choice since baby was definitely coming right then! With the midwife on speaker phone and Jim by my side, I pushed and pushed (like 10 minutes) and out came baby Micah with Jim there to catch him at about 11:30 am and put him on my chest immediately