There are so many things I remember, so poignantly. We had a brand new livingroom, which was gorgeous. Casper decorated it while My mother took Kale, Timber, and me to Pisgah View, NC. We came home to this amazing livingroom that looked like the "move that bus" guy had stopped in and redecorated. The living room, which is probably the second most used place in the house was amazing. I was a nesting-nut about three weeks before Story was born. I still have my "to-do" list locked away with her stuff. It all got taken care of. The house was perfect. I knew I was in labor about 3:40am, for certain,
When Diane and Shannon (and her baby boy Jaxson) arrived, I was contentedly camped out on the couch. Watching RENT. They proceeded to come in and make small talk and set up. This part of being content on the couch goes back to the amazing livingroom that Casper had created. It was peaceful and perfect.
I labored on the couch and with my ball in front of Rent. I eventually moved to our garden tub. The CD player was ready with RENT OBC
I labored and kept slipping in my giant tub. Finally, giving up hope of any real bearings, I ran to my closet and grabbed the biggest towel I could find. I was shivering. My body gave up trying to regulate temperature, so close to birth. I shivered my way to my plastic-wrapped bed, and there our sweet daughter was born with just a few fun and easy (OUCH - nothing easy about having a baby out of water!!) she was finally out and I finally held her. My son cut her cord and Daddy immediately held her. I didn't think to have a camera on hand. It was all so quick.
