I got to be part of something amazing last week. Something I will never forget.
I got to see a baby enter the world.
Last September, Megan was with me when Addie was born.
This September, I was with Megan when Cedar was born.
It was incredible.
Although I love birth stories--love writing them, love reading them, love hearing them from new moms--I've never really wanted to watch one. In fact, before last Monday, I'd never seen a baby born before. I skipped that day in health class and have avoided all other opportunities. Obviously I was very present and aware when my own girls were born, but I can't say I saw them being born. It just never really interested me.
But I wouldn't have missed Cedar's birth for anything because I've loved that little baby since the moment Megan told me she was pregnant.
I got to take pictures of the day.
The moment arrives. The world expands and then there's a baby.
Perfect feet, waiting for adventures.
Adoring Aunt (and Megan's twin sister).
Amazed big sister.
What can you say about babies that hasn't already been said, already been written and printed in a card?
All I can say is that it was incredible being there, watching Megan become a mama again.
So much love.