I spent a few hours today working on a birth story from a previous birth I attended and all of the reasons began to pour out as i recapped our time spent together and all of the wonderful moments I was blessed to share with them.
I thought I'd share a few with you:
The "dance" that a couple shares when they are working together to bring forth their new life.
The moment a laboring woman finds "her voice".
The moment when a laboring mother is peacefully riding the waves of contractions.
The moment when a partner looks at his woman with pride as she is being transformed right before his eyes.
The look on a woman's face when she realizes what she is capable of doing...she knows her own strength and will never be the same.
An expectant grandmother quietly sitting in the corner watching her little girl become a mother.
The cry of a newborn who is away from his/her mother who is clearly calling out for her, wanting to know that she is still close by.
The moment a father takes his new baby and nuzzles, sniffs and talks to him/her as if it were just the two of them in the room.
The moment when a mother and her baby lock eyes for the first time.
The look on a mother's face when her baby latches on for the first time.
The moment I quietly bow out as the new family are becoming one.