Watching the picotin drip, drip down in the I.V. Hearing the strong and constant whooshing of him swimming around in his mama's safe, warm, perfectly round belly. This will most likely go down as one of my favorite days. Next to the one where I laid on stark white operating table and heard the sound of my first born son's cries for the first time. There is nothing more powerful, nothing more magical than the site of a mom breathing through every second of a contraction. The pain is strong and overwhelming but the knowledge that this pain is for good, for life, is what gets her through. As mothers we will go through what seems like the pits of hell to bring our children into this world and we will never stop fighting for their freedom and their salvation til we, or they take their last breath.
I feel overwhelmed with gratitude that I was chosen to be here for my best friend in this transition in her life. She is stronger and wiser than she realizes, she was made for this- to be a Mother. Her son is one of the blessed to be raised by her. Her gentle and intuitive spirit will be a sounding board for him in this life. Combined with the love and support of strong Father this sweet boy will do and be great things.
The epidural is a gift from Heaven. After hours upon hours of mind numbing pain some sort of sweet relief is available. Her labor stalled at 7 cm so she went back on the pitocin, poor mama. I was honored to hold her left leg and breath through transition with her, her husband and her mother in law. All of us working together as a team with Rachel, the midwife, to bring this sweet life into this world. After 2 hours of hard work this little white slippery body floated out and into his mama's arms. I wish I could explain the love the flowed freely in room 3004 at that moment. Mommy and Daddy looking at each other in pure shock, and then back at their baby they made together. Uriah Aaron was here, turning blush pink, and lungs filling with oxygen. Each little cry brought more and more comfort to the nurses and loved ones in the room.
8lbs 5 oz. and 20 inches long born at 11:15 pm April 2, 2011. He is perfect.
Skin on skin, or kangaroo care- truly a miracle. Baby Uriah was a little unsure about being outside of his mama's womb as to be expected. She created quite a lovely temporary home in there. As soon as he was placed on his mama's chest his stats started to rise again. He was with her once more and could feel her safe loving arms cradling him. He took to breastfeeding like a champ and the new family is doing well. I will have to pry myself away from them soon to go home to my baby whom I miss so much now. Yes, this was one of my most favorite days, ever.
Uriah is lucky, to be born today to this family, in this faith. He is one of the chosen to do the Lords work upon the earth and I can not be more proud of him!