1 Year Later- Wesley Michael’s Birth!

1 Year Later- Wesley Michael’s Birth!

Happy Birthday, Chubs!   In honor of a year with you, your birth story, my sweet boy.    ++Warning!  Graphic Vagina Birthing Details!!++     95% of what I remember from Wes’s birth is just sounds and voices.  I think I had my eyes closed for a day and a half.   The day after my due date, when my water broke in bed that night, as I woke him up howling “TOWELS!!”, I remember Shane, “Here we go, Mama.”   My midwife, Katherine, with her hippie hair and constant calm- always the strong, stable, trusting, powerful feminine energy that I needed, never left my side.  Into the 25th, 26th, 27th hours of labor, she napped on the wood floor in the nursery, me in the birthing tub, her half asleep- yet still present with me- as I moaned through every contraction, reassuring me over and over, “Yes, yes, yes!”   Katherine’s student, who coached me during those naps- “you’re so strong, Mama”   Shane “You need to eat, drink this, what do you need, I love you”   Katherine ‘Yes, yes, YES”   Towards the end.  I’m tired.  It’s been so long.  We’re close but it seems like it will never end. I said to Katherine, “Is HE ever coming out?”  Later she told me, then she knew he was a baby boy.    As I was pushing, pushing, pushing and making no progress.  So frustrated.  Getting tired but also knowing that this was ALMOST over.  In those early morning hours, as I dreaded the sun coming up without a baby in my arms, Katherine informed me, “In...