Part 2| I arrived around 3 pm to check on baby and mom. I met the amazing Birth Photographer, @breannalynchphotos, to carpool with to the birth. As I called them to let them know we just pulled up, we walked in to find them on the patio. She had created her sacred space. She was on her birth ball with her husband behind her, and her doula in front of her listening to yoga music. Her step son, 18 years old, was also there to provide support. How many male 18 year olds do you know would be there?! As soon as she got through the wave, our eyes locked and a glow over came her. She told me I am so happy you are here, and I said right back atacha. I took mom and baby’s vitals. Baby’s heart beat was as strong as could be like a little drummer boy. I told her I was going to set up, and she asked me to check her. Sure enough she was 5 cm! Just peering in to active labor, I looked at her and said we are going to be celebrating a beautiful birthday today. I looked up and saw a sweet glistening in her eyes, as tears began to roll down her face, and we hugged. She was reassured that she was progressing and that the sweet boy would soon be in her arms. In her mind she was supposed to have a fast labor like her mother and sister and she felt defeated as she saw the minutes ticking away. After a few more waves and surges she decided it was time to get in to the tub.
The place of which she birthed in was surrounded by so many women supporting her. She envisioned that and received it. Her mother had just arrived from Japan and was able to also be present. Her husband was a saint, and kept reminding her how strong she was. For her the comfort was to see everyone surrounding her and locking eyes with each and every person. She was continuing to ride the waves, and they were becoming closer and closer together. Her hands were being held by everyone, and different Japanese words were spoken, Sugoi (great). We chanted with her reminding her that she was strong, that she could do it, and that she was safe. She kept chanting I am doing this. As we waited for the daylight to roll in to the night, we watched the labor of birth continue, and she was progressing.@breannalynchphotos