Last Sunday was Baby Erwin’s first birthday. Certinly the most meaningful birthday I have ever attended. The memories of her birth came flooding back. It was nothing like we had imagined, but it was an exceptional experience.
We woke up at 2am, and she was born 2 hours later at the foot of the bed. I, two midwives, one neighbor, two sons, a cat, and four paramedics were in attendance. A massive thuderstorm marked her entrance. By sunrise, the house was quiet and we were all sleeping. We woke up a family of five.