Was it really 27 years ago??! I feel like maybe I've added wrong. Where did the time go?
27 years ago I gave birth on our living room carpet to first born son. Oh he wasn't actually birthed on the carpet, husband did manage to spread/throw out the sheets I had so carefully prepared several weeks before.
But Kyle wasn't aware of my plan. It was going to be this really lovely home birth. Our bed carefully made up, candles burning, soft lights, like it was when he began life.
That's what i thought anyway.
uh uh. Nope. no candles, yes chaos. Kyle's agenda was to arrive as soon as he could. I had gone downstairs at the start of LABOR (really deserves to be capitalized). Never realizing that I would not be able to make it back up the stairs in a few short moments. Panic ensued as former husband frantically called The Midwife. I am doing my best to stay calm as we both realize this baby is on the way and there is no one here but us (and one year old upstairs asleep). Midwife instructs f.husband to prepare bed on floor of living room. First big lesson in always have a PLAN B.
The Midwife's assistant arrives in time to assist. She order's f.husband to boil water! This was always a big mystery to me, what were they planning to do with that water? i didn't want to know. Well, it's for the rags they use to apply hot compresses to the baby exiting area. So you won't tear. That's all. Nothing scary here.
From start to finish it was over in about an hour. The Midwife never made it in time, but her assistant was lovely. As i was pushing she told me to look. Open your eyes now. She said watch your child come into the world. Then she took my hands and placed them around his shoulders as I helped guide him out.
This is like in the Grinch That Stole Christmas, when your heart grows Ten Times its size. Like Nirvana.
My Son. What a baby. What a boy. What a man he's become.
I am so lucky.