In all honesty, Lincoln's birth story is not mine to tell. I was not the one who was in labor for 30 hours. But I was honored to be there, and even though I was slightly terrified, I would do it all over again.
My sister was a champion (did I mention 30 hours of natural labor?), and my brother-in-law was nothing short of amazing for my sister.
Let it be known, I'm so in love with this new boy, and have enjoyed watching how his big brother interacts with him.
Here is the birth story of my sister's second son in photos, plus of few of her first born. Couldn't help myself.
Nephew #6 is days away from making his appearance. I am excited to report that I have a special duty with this babay.
Not exactly like the duty assigned for the last nephew, but I do get to be at the birthing center with my sister when she goes into labor. I cannot tell you how excited that makes me.
When I tell people I will be in the delivery room with my sister, I get a mixture of responses. Some people think it's awesome. Others are shocked I would want to do something like that.
Of the folks who think its odd, it's often due to a misconception of what labor looks like.
Most people think labor is 20 hours of some poor woman laying on her back showing the world her goods and screaming like a maniac. That is not exactly how natural birth plays out. For one, there is not much time spent laboring on the back. Gravity works, folks. Gravity.
Either way, I am excited for the little guy to show up. I have charged my camera, cleaned my memory cards, and put together a packing list. All that needs to happen is for my sister to just have the little bugger!
I can't wait to show off the photos I get. Don't worry, they won't [all] be graphic. :)
