The beauty of my body is not measured by the size of the clothes it can fit into, but by the stories that it tells. I have a belly and hips that say, "We grew a child in here," and breasts that say, "We nourished life." My hands, with bitten nails and a writer's callus, say, "We create amazing things."
- Sarah, from I Am Beautiful: A Celebration of Women in Their Own Words

Today I witnessed/assisted a beautiful, peaceful birth. I felt so blessed to be able to attend a in-real-life birth instead of just reading about it an watching videos and TV shows of births. It was fantastic!

It began last night at 9pm with a phone call from my favorite Midwife. With the possibility of an opportunity to attend a home water birth of a 3rd child. At 11 labor was picking up and I got the call to head to their home.

We waited all night with little progress, (napping, laughing, and chatting) until 8am this morning when things began picking up. (fetal heart tones, BP, pulse, checks, herbal baths)

Baby Boy entered this world at 3:47 pm, blue as a smurf, cord wrapped around his neck and torso and despite some completions determining gestational age, is a healthy, pink, 42 week old.

So awesome!

I cannot even write about how I feel about this amazing event, words are not enough! I absolutely love the team of fabulous midwife/doulas I spent the night with. I just want to remember the details forever like:

freezing
camels and llamas
wrong ultrasounds
13lb babies
pancake placenta
2 sweet little girls becoming big sisters
cute little face delivered

My jobs:
Boiling water ("Baby can't come until the water is boiled")
charting vitals
setting up
carrying stuff
warm receiving blanket hander
BP cuff warmer
dish washer loader
Big-sisters-to-be retriever

Awesome awesome awesome.... Lord you are awesome