It amazes me how things have changed in labor and delivery procedures since I was having my babies. Back then the fathers weren't allowed at the delivery. When the babies were born they were whisked away to be washed, measured, checked over, etc. before finally being given to the mother to cuddle.
Yesterday, Allan was with Emily the whole time, and so was I. And cameras were welcome. Emily had opted for a water birth at a midwife-run birthing center. It was a very soothing place to be but after 24 hours of labor it became apparent that medical intervention was necessary, so she was transferred to a nearby hospital. I must admit to feeling relieved to be in the familiar atmosphere of a hospital delivery room where I knew there would be everything necessary to assure a successful birth. As it turns out, Olive came "sunny-side-up" as the doctor put it...face up instead of face down...a difficult birth presentation. My first baby was like that and I was put out for the birth and he was extracted via forceps. Emily was luckier than that, and a very strong pusher. At 3:35 yesterday afternoon Olive was safely born with the doctor and nurses cheering her on, but not interfering. Oh!...oh!....and guess who cut the cord...Me! Allan didn't want to and the doctor asked if the grammie wanted to. I didn't hesitate and jumped right in there!
|Emily and Allan at the birthing center|
|Emily and Olive, five minutes after birth.|
|The Taylor family.|
|Happy Grammie. You can see the red ridge on Olive's forehead|
where she was stuck, causing the long labor and difficult labor.
|A new baby and her new Daddy.|
|Olive this morning - 18 hrs. old|
You can bet there'll be more pictures of this little lady on this blogsite for years to come.