I witnessed a baby being born. Yup. Did.
When? Two weeks ago now, June 2, 2012 at 7:57 pm, to be exact.
I had the amazing privilege of supporting my twin sister, Erica, as she and her husband, Ebiel, welcomed their 3rd child, Lera Emery, into this world.
Honestly, I had no idea what to expect. Sure, I’ve seen tons of “A Baby Story” on TLC, and have had semi-detailed conversations with my friends about their labors and deliveries, but still. When it comes down to it, what is it like to be IN the room; to be inches away from a woman pushing out a child? It’s one of those things you can’t really be fully prepared for.
So, I gave myself the job of being the best. encourager. ever. Whatever was happening, I was going to be nothing but encouraging, and do everything in my power to make my sister happy and as comfortable as she could possibly be. I think it went incredibly well. But that’s just me. I wasn’t the one in labor.
It wasn’t an incredibly long process. I arrived at the hospital around 3:30 pm, met my sister and Ebiel in their room around 4:30 pm, and by 7:57 pm there was a new, beautiful, little person in the room.
Such a cutie.
- I, oh so sneakily, got my sister some crackers and peanut butter when she was technically not suppose to eat any solids. She was hungry!
- In an effort to help a sister out, I was holding a leg while reaching back to prop up her upper body. The nurse told me I would be sorry the next day if I did that. “Pick one: leg or back.” In my head I was like “pssssh lady, I work out. I got this.” But, in reality, I respected her professional opinion and opted for the leg. Haha.
- At one point I had my knee on the bed, and it definitely was in some kind of bodily fluid. My reaction: Whatevs. She’s my identical twin. We lived in each others’ bodily fluids for 9 months. Roll with it.
- Oh my gosh PLACENTA. Seriously it looked other worldly. The doctor was standing next me as one of the midwives had her hands in it, scoping it out. I turned to him and said, “What the heck is that, and what is she doing?” He explained that that’s where the baby lived (midwife then lifts it up and stretches it out to reveal my niece’s past living quarters. Thanks.), and the other side was where it was attached to my sister (midwife turns it around and points out said area). They just check it out make sure nothing weird is going on inside of it. That was better than any biology class experience I’ve ever had.
- Seeing this:
Oh, and the hospital food was not too shabby either.
I know, I totally built up your appetite right??
It was honestly the most beautiful and miraculous thing I have ever experienced.
I am so grateful to have shared that moment with my sister and brother-in-law, and that I will have that special memory to forever share with my sweet Lera girl.
Being a Ti Ti, as I am so endearingly called, is one of the greatest joys of my life. Our nieces and nephews are such little treasures.
One day, when I am a mom, I will be more prepared for such an honorable role because of them. I thank them so much for that. And for all the ways they fill this life of mine.
After being in a hospital for 7 hours, we needed a quick and easy go to meal. Stay tuned for that recipe!