He must have weighed all his options and decided that adventure was better than predictability, that excitement beats monotony, that spontaneity and whimsy make life so much more interesting.
His Mother was there for the event, his Father was too. Additional members of his team were his Aunt Britt, his Mojo (me), two midwives Betsy and Terry, as well as a student midwife.
(Let us also switch to a third-person narrative for a few paragraphs.)
We intended to drive 57 miles to the birth center in a somewhat calmish fashion.
At 9:40 we arrived at Edenway Birth Center. The midwife on staff there met us in the driveway. I offered to wrap Paige’s bottom half up in a blanket (she had ditched her gym shorts) – but Paige was in the zone and marched right inside, sans blanket. She went straight to the bed to lie down.
Paige had always thought (and expressed to me) that water birth was weird, bordering on gross. She had no intention of having a water birth --that is -- until she had a water birth.
Paige and Michael experienced 7:40pm to 9:56pm of labor/pushing together.
|Chris and Britt|