Eight years ago right now, the pitocin was getting my labor underway. The contractions were too much for me to sleep, so I labored. Laying down in between contractions, sitting bolt upright when another would come.
And my hubby slept.
This was to be a long hard labor. It would fill two shifts of midwives. There would be talk of a c-section.
On I would labor.
At midnight on August 3, I would wake hubby, no longer comfortable laboring alone.
25 and 4 minutes from now they would put my baby girl on my chest. Our family, daddy, mama, grandpa, grandma and my girl, had labored together to bring forth, Caitlyn.
We love you, we all love you, more every day.
Happy Birthday my girl, my Caitlyn.
Survive til you Thrive!
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