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OK, I hope you all are still with me on this one. It's amazing how one little girl can cut into your writing time. So, where was I...

After Dr. Keever left Sonya knew she was on her proving ground. If she was going through with the natural childbirth plan she was now approaching the point of no return. In true form though she didn't flinch. I continued massage as the contractions got stronger. I tried to lure Sonya down peaceful mental streets, ever knowing there was probably a ten car pile up… Continue

As Sonya is sitting on the birthing ball Dr. Keever comes in to introduce herself. “Hi!” she said in a voice that was just a touch too bright and chipper for the moment, “I’m Dr. Keever and I’ll be assisting in your birth today. So how’s everyone feeling today?” “Very pregnant,” Sonya responded unamused. “ Well, I know you all were hoping for a midwife so I’m going to do my best to make this experience as “midwifey” as possible,” she said with a seemingly inexhaustible smile. She looked like she… Continue

Now at this point I turned my phone off. I had told myself that this would be best as we would need every iota of ourselves to make this thing work (and, left to my own devices I would probably have Sonya in one hand and about 3 or 4 different calls on the other. I could see myself saying,”Push Sonya, push!” out of one side of my mouth, and “We’re gonna need to get that brush cleaned up by Monday at the latest, oh did you get that e-mail I sent you?” out of the other). No, we had to be in the mo… Continue

This part's a bit shorter. Claire told me I have to draw it out for ya'll :) Fo



By the time we got back up to our room I noticed through the window that the sky had gone fluffy gray and the first flakes of snow were beginning to fall. It’s good that we got back because I don’t know if I could have handled Sonya in labor, out in the streets, in the snow. It might have been overbearing. At this point, I knew I was supposed to be making some calls (there was a short list for the parents and dogs… Continue

March 8, 2008
Sonya woke me with a cup of coffee around 5:45 AM. “Fo, wake up. It’s time,” she said. She had been having some significant contractions the night before but didn’t make a big deal of them. I knew we were at the point when the baby could come at anytime, but I guess it just doesn’t hit home until, “Holy crap! It’s time!!”
Sonya had been having undistractible contractions since about 4:00am. Up until this point, she had planned to bake a birthday cake for the baby when she knew that… Continue