Taking her time to enter this world
The anticipation of this little girl's arrival was high, being a second pregnancy with the first moving quite quickly, the prediction was that this little sister-to-be would make a quick welcome into this world! The first call I received from this beautiful Momma was a false alarm, but with the history of a fast birth, myself and the midwives were not taking any chances!
The second call, things seemed to be progressing, but would end up being a lot of start-stopping over the day. During these quiet times, we enjoyed some amazing home-made lemon pie made by Mom-to-be.... and it was divine! When things started to intensify in the early hours of the morning, they ramped up quickly. Momma was amazing as she worked through her breaths, taking some time to work through intensifying contractions in the tub, working through hip rotations and opening up her pelvis, while breathing on her ball. Her husband was there every step of the way, having to remove his ring as his hands were being squeezed so tightly, making sure she stayed hydrated, asking what she needed, always close and oh so present. The birth team was patient and strong, giving Mom and Dad the space they needed, while at the same time offering undeniable support and love. Both grandmothers were present making the morning even more special.
When this precious little girl finally began to crown, Momma was sweating and fatigued, but the energy that comes over a birthing woman in those final moments is always mind-boggling to me. No matter how many times I witness this raw, birthing power, it always brings a warmth to my heart, skipping a beat every time as I aim to stay focused on capturing this much anticipated moment!
And there she was, Mom reached down to bring her to her chest... wrinkly, vernix covered, perfect.
Welcome Little One! You are so Loved!
xoxo
The second call, things seemed to be progressing, but would end up being a lot of start-stopping over the day. During these quiet times, we enjoyed some amazing home-made lemon pie made by Mom-to-be.... and it was divine! When things started to intensify in the early hours of the morning, they ramped up quickly. Momma was amazing as she worked through her breaths, taking some time to work through intensifying contractions in the tub, working through hip rotations and opening up her pelvis, while breathing on her ball. Her husband was there every step of the way, having to remove his ring as his hands were being squeezed so tightly, making sure she stayed hydrated, asking what she needed, always close and oh so present. The birth team was patient and strong, giving Mom and Dad the space they needed, while at the same time offering undeniable support and love. Both grandmothers were present making the morning even more special.
When this precious little girl finally began to crown, Momma was sweating and fatigued, but the energy that comes over a birthing woman in those final moments is always mind-boggling to me. No matter how many times I witness this raw, birthing power, it always brings a warmth to my heart, skipping a beat every time as I aim to stay focused on capturing this much anticipated moment!
And there she was, Mom reached down to bring her to her chest... wrinkly, vernix covered, perfect.
Welcome Little One! You are so Loved!
xoxo
              |     Every homebirth needs homemade lemon pie! Mmmm            |
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