Postpartum..Emotions

My little man at 1.5 months. He's getting so big, so fast.

Postpartum...Depression? I like to say Postpartum...Emotions. Since having a baby can stir up so many emotions, not necessarily just depression. I've always been honest about my emotions and feelings after having my daughter Molly. I definitely had some depression and crazy emotions after I had her. I never cried when she was born. I never really cared to hold her or kiss her much. I didn't have an overwhelming love for her. She was just...there. I would certainly hide my emotions when people would ask.."Oh a girl! Don't you just love her?! Aren't you so happy you have a little girl, now you have one of each!" I would just smile and nod and say "Yes, so happy" with out much emotion behind the words. I would try my best to smile and act like I was so in love with her and so happy to have a little girl...so happy to just have a child...but all of it was an act to  hide how I truly felt. Empty, unhappy, emotionless. I would just look at her and think she wasn't much to look at. She wasn't a very cute newborn, and thoughts of disappointment would occur. Thoughts of why she had to look so much like me, why she was so pale, and had light hair, and her nose...oh that nose, not at all small like her brother Ryan's. I always heard about Postpartum Depression and have even read books on it (Brooke Sheilds book actually). So I always knew my emotions were postpartum and prayed and prayed that I would feel the love for her that I knew I should feel and that I felt for my son. I'm not exactly sure when my feelings changed...I think when Molly was around 2.5/3 months. I remember feeding her and looking at her and it hit me. I started bawling and kissing her and thinking and saying how much I loved her. How much I truly loved her. I never told anyone how I felt until after my feelings for her changed.

Hormones do crazy things to you. I'm not sure why more women don't open up to their feelings and talk about them with other moms or moms to be. It's so helpful to relate to other moms. To not feel alone in your feelings, to be able to help other moms and to work through them together. 

This time around, I would say I have Postpartum Emotions. My birth was amazing, my love for Henry was instant, overflowing, abundant, pure, real. I beam when I talk about him, and when people ask me about him. I love him. But I also having scary emotions. I'm afraid I'm going to lose him. I can't sleep at night. I'm constantly touching him to see if he's breathing. I wake up every 1/2 hour, sometimes jolting awake and kiss him and touch him, sometimes waking him up to make sure he's alive and breathing. My fear is wicked. My fear is strong. I have all this horrible scenarios acting out in my head of him falling, getting dropped, drowning, car accidents..you name it. I also get anxiety when others hold him (yet welcome it at the same time, as the kid loves to be held all day long). I'm just not sure why my fear this time is so much stronger then the normal fears you would have after having a baby. I never had this fear as much with the other two. I honestly can't shake the fear.

 I'm also edgy, irritable, stressed, sad, tearful, annoyed and flustered. I have lots of good days, but then bad days. I have days I'm happy and cheerful and don't think much about losing Henry, or being stressed. I have days that I'm edgy, mad, stressed, crying at any little thing and won't put Henry down because I feel I can control anything that may or may not happen to him. I'm sure this all sounds crazy to some and to some...so real. 

I'm not sure when this will pass, I can only pray it passes soon. I know I have to put trust and faith in God, as I really can't control any situation like I try to. It's easy to think rationally and know that these emotions are a bit extreme...but when feeling them, they feel real and rational. I know there isn't much I can do about these feelings, I can talk about them and realize them, which I do. I know for me, I just have to let it pass on its own, like with Molly. I do encourage more of you moms to really talk about what it's like after giving birth and to really be in tune to your feelings and emotions and to not feel guilty for having them and to seek help if they get out of hand or if you just can't function. Talk to your Midwife or OB if you feel you can't function or the depression is too strong for you to handle on your own. I'm thankful I can function, I can see reality and I am aware of it. Not to say, I still don't have fear, oh I do, but I know that the extreme emotions are just the postpartum side of things and I take deep breaths, tell myself it's ok and say a small prayer for strength and peace.

I feel completely blessed to have my 3 children and I love them with every ounce of my being. I love being their mom.

1 month

My baby boy, Henry, is 1 month old! I think the more children you have the faster time seems to go. However, with him being my thrid, I'm happy time is going fast. I'm not a huge fan of the newborn stage, never have been.

He doesn't have a set schedule yet. His eating and sleep are still pretty random. They are pretty much 3 hours apart to the minute. He isn't the patient child by any means, there is no working up to crying. It's silent and then instant screaming. When he's hungry, he doesn't mess around. He's also very gassy (much like Ryan was) and spits up at every feeding. I've been good about what foods I eat...even limiting dairy...which is not easy, but it doesn't seem to matter much.

He is a decent sleeper at night, waking up only twice. He likes to be swaddled and enjoys being on his side (thanks to the sleep wedge for keeping him in place!).

He has already smiled a few times...and no I don't count these as "gas smiles". He looks right at me (and Ryan) and we make silly faces and he lights up and smiles back at us.

He is also a cuddler...oh my this kid like to be held. 24/7 if he could. I "wear" him a lot, it's the only way I can get things done around the house! He also likes the sound of the blow dryer and vacuum cleaner...just like his mama...white noise is a must!

He's getting bigger, finally filling out some of the 3 month clothing, but still a bit behind his siblings when they were his age. I'm hoping he'll catch up soon, He lost a lot of weight after he was born, and I understand it will take some time to catch up to where he should be. My milk has finally come in enough to produce what is needed (thank you fenugreek!) so at his next check up in a few weeks hopefully he's getting chunky (I love those chunky babies!).

He's getting better at holding his head up and lifting it when doing tummy time. He's very alert now and awake more during the day. He naps almost the same time as Molly does, obviously I would love eventually for them to be on the same nap schedule, but that will take some time.

Ryan loves him--ok ADORES him. Molly thinks he's cute and tries to calm him down when he's crying by saying "you're alright, you're alright, it's ok, it's ok" but she doesn't kiss or touch him much!

Having 3 kids is much harder than having 2, but we all just love him so much, it really does feel like he's always been apart of our family AND completes are family. I'm excited to continue watching him grow and learn new things!

Happy One Month my Baby Boy!

The Birth Story

Photo: Stephani Lynn Photography

I'd like to think my birth story started on Saturday. You read all these natural ways to induce labor and I was willing to try anything I could (ok except castor oil or something dangerous)! I was already taking my Evening Primrose Oil capsuls, which naturally soften and ripen your cervix. I am true believer in these (they are organic and all natural, you get them at a Health Food store, they are vitamins). I also read about lots of other natural ways, but the two that were most appealing were, pedicures and pineapple. Yes, I did say pineapple. Who knew? My friend Andrea and I got our pedicures done...1 1/2 hour of glorious foot pampering. It was relaxing and amazing. Then we headed to the store to get some pineapple for myself. Fresh pineapple, is what you are to eat. I ate a huge bowl of it Saturday night.

5:30am Sunday morning, I was asleep in my bed when I felt a small gush. I woke up and ran to the bathroom and well more gushing. I was shocked and then of course excited. I knew my water had just broke. No, it wasn't like you see in the movies, a huge puddle of water on the floor. I didn't even get the sheets wet, but what I was wearing was wet! I changed my clothes, put a pad on (no panty liner was gonna absorb this!) and went back to bed. 30 mins later. Same thing. 30 mins after that, another large gush. I decided to just stay awake considering, I never actually fell back asleep after the first gush at 5:30am! It was almost 7am, so I called my midwife to let her know what was going on. She was already at the Birth Center, as another mama was in labor (it was a very busy weekend with births!). She told me I could just continue my day as normal and call back in 6 hours if nothing had progressed with my contractions---oh did I mention, I was having zero contractions? Yeah, I felt just fine. So I did what any sane person would do. I went to church!

I had already texted a few friends earlier in the morning to let them know my water had broke, so they thought I was crazy for even going to church. I also let a few others know what was going on and everyone was excited. I was excited, but a little nervous. I wasn't feeling many contractions. I had 2 at church and they weren't very painful and lasted only 30 seconds. Church was great, took my mind off of things and made the day go a little faster.

We got home and I decided to eat some more pineapple and get my breast pump out and start pumping--another great way to speed up the labor process. It was working. I was getting contractions that were lasting about 30 seconds and happened every 3-5 minutes. I stopped that after awhile and noticed my contractions got farther and farther apart, bummed again, I called my Midwife and told her there was no progress with my contractions, I was still leaking water though. She told me to call her again at 5:30, since that would be 12 hours since my water had broken and we'll go from there, she suggested I go for a walk and continue to pump.

My in-laws came by to pick up the kids so we could take a walk and get things ready (like install the carseat! yup, didn't do that yet!). They prayed over me that my labor would progress and to calm my nerves. I wasn't nervous of actually giving birth, I was nervous that I would not go into labor naturally and would have to go to the hospital (as you may recall, not an option for me!). I really, REALLY, didn't want to go to the hospital, not just because I'm not insured, but because that was not what I wanted this time around.

We took a nice long walk. A mile and a 1/2 to be exact. I felt good, but also started to feel some mild contractions as we walked. On the way home, we went to the local ice cream place and I got some red raspberry ice cream (yum!) as that was the only thing that sounded good. I guess this was a good choice as my Midwife later told me that ice cream absorbs really well into the body, so the likely hood of me getting sick during labor would be minimal!

We got home, I pumped some more and started walking around the house again. My contractions were still short, and not extremely painful. I was still leaking fluid, but this time around it was pinkish and not so clear. I had told Jimmy a few times that I wish I had strong contractions, so I would know my body was doing something--I also said I would probably regret saying that later. It was 5:30pm and I called my Midwife. She said the pinkish color was a great sign and that my cervix was doing some great work and to come to the Birth Center. This was great news, I was extremely excited to actually be going to the center and to see if I had progressed any.

So we grabbed our bags and made sure we had everything on my list and loaded up the car. I had just a few contractions on the way to the Birth Center (it was only a 20 min drive), again nothing too painful, they were in my back mostly, but still felt too weak to be in actual labor.

We pulled up right when my Midwife did and headed in the house. We got there a little after 6pm.

We actually had to share the house with another family. Since they opened back in 2010, they have never had to share the house with another family...on Saturday they did and on Sunday (our birth) they did too. It was a crazy weekend of births! We headed to our room and I laid on the bed to get checked. I was telling my Midwife how I was a bit nervous I wasn't progressing, but when she checked me she happily announced I was already 5cm and 80% effaced. I didn't think my body was doing any work and it had! I was very excited that my body was actually doing it's job! I quickly texted our photographer to let her know I was already 5cm and at the Birth Center. I was excited to have her arrive and start taking photos!

After I got checked I got right in the tub. Man oh man, did it feel good! It was a warm 99 degrees and just felt amazing. I put on the jets and the blue light (they have lights, pink, blue or white). Soon after my parents and in-laws arrived, along with the kids. Ryan was so adorable, wanting to get in the tub with me, even going as far as taking his shirt off! My Grandma (my mom's mom) also came to be with me. For awhile we were watching tv, talking, laughing and eating popcicles and crackers. My contractions quickly started to get more consistent and stronger. This is when Jimmy got in the tub with me, rubbing my back and my shoulders. Ryan knew if I put my index finger up, it meant I was having a contraction and to not talk until it was over. He was very good at understanding that I was in pain. He also didn't like seeing me in pain! Molly, was oblivious to it all, playing with the play Kitchen there, and the shopping cart and watching DVDs. She would come in frequently asking if I was enjoying my bath and asking about the baby. I'm not sure when it happened, but the contractions started picking up in intensity and getting longer.

My midwife came in to check me about an hour after I first got in the tub and said I was 8cm. I swear as soon she got done checking me, hard labor really kicked in. The contractions were , even stronger and longer. I barely had time to breathe through them until another one started. This is the time that the kids had to stay out and my Mom, Mother-in-law and Grandma stayed in the room. I remember crying out how I just wanted some relief, some downtime to just breathe. They were so intense and so strong, I couldn't catch my breath. I had an odd sensation to pee, I was shaking and my mouth was chattering, almost like I was cold (but obviously wasn't). I felt lots of pressure in my bottom and I called out to go get my Midwife. She quickly came in to check me, but had to wait a bit since my contractions were right on top of each other, there wasn't much of a window between contractions. Once my contraction had subsided enough, she checked to see my progress, she could feel his head and said "oh he's got some hair!" She said when I felt ready to start pushing to start pushing and just go with my body. I remember feeling the pressure and tried pushing a little, but could hardly get enough breath to do so, I felt the "ring of fire" as they call it. I cried out that I was burning and my Midwife said, that was great, he's crowning, he's coming. I remember trying to push and crying out how I couldn't do this anymore. I just couldn't do it. (I remembered afterwards that the nurse during my pain management class said that when women say this, it usually means they are at the end) I could hear everyone say that I could do it, Jimmy was telling me how great I was doing, how amazing I was and even in the midst of me shaking I got the burst of energy I needed and started to push (I also remember saying how I needed to poop! ha!) I did a few pushes and my midwife started to slowly get his head out, I did one more big push and out he came into Jimmy's arms. I remember the sensation of him coming out and the relief I instantly felt. I remember hearing cries and my Midwife telling me to look up and take my baby (I laid my head back in pure relief). Jimmy handed me Henry and I just instantly put him to my chest and started kissing him, telling him I was so happy he was here and that I loved him! He was born at 8:29pm. I also remember saying "Happy Birthday!" They put a hat on him and covered me in a warm towel. Jimmy kissed me and said how great I did and so did everyone else in the room. We just laid there for a little while, snuggling, holding him. After the cord stopped pulsating, my midwife started to clamp it. She was laughing because the clamp wouldn't close. She kept saying how big his cord was! She clamped the cord and Jimmy cut it. We laid there for a little while longer and Jimmy took Henry, while I got out of the tub to lay on the bed and deliver my placenta...I must say that contraction to push the placenta out felt just as brutal as the ones I felt earlier. She said it looked great, and that I didn't even tear!

She weighed Henry before I started to feed him. We all thought he would be lighter than my other 2, but when she said, 8lbs 7.5 oz, I couldn't believe it (I like to round him up to 8 lbs 8oz, easier to say). He was my biggest and my earliest.

I keep thinking back to my experience and thinking back to how it was. The more I think about it, the more details I recall. It was an amazing experience. I have always wanted a water birth and I did it. It was everything I thought it would be and more. I wish all my births could have been water births. Was it easy? NO WAY. It hurt, it was hard, I didn't think I could do it....but I did and it was worth every ounce of pain.

I'll write a little more later on more things I have thought about, the time we actually spent at the center and some other details...but for now, that is my short version of Henry's birth.

Henry Dennis

8lbs 7.5 oz

20 inches

born 8:29pm

March 18, 2012

38 weeks...anytime....anytime....

Pictures by: Photoart by Kandi

How far along? 38 weeks

Total weight gain: enough..although I haven't gained any in a long time!

Maternity clothes? Jeans, a few shirts...I live in Yoga pants and long shirts

Sleep: Horrible. I wake up coughing, puking, acid reflux, can't breathe, tossing and turning, peeing...so no sleep!

Best moment this week: My work is throwing me a shower, so I hope that goes well (since most of them are older and a few don't have any kids.....) I would say another good moment would be Molly adjusting perfectly to her bed, she sleeps in like normal and stays in her room!

Miss Anything? Bending over to pick things up!

Movement: The movement has slowed down (which is a good sign), still active, but not nearly as he used to be!

Food cravings: Fruits, sweets...I LOVE veggies, but for some reason are not appealing right now...bad I know.

Anything making you queasy or sick: My acid reflux is making me sick.

Gender: BOY!

Labor Signs: Lots of pressure down there and swollen (I guess this is a very good sign according to my Midwife!) He dropped a bit more, have more frequent contractions

Belly Button in or out? Believe it or not, my 1st pregnancy ever that my belly button has popped out ever so slightly!

Wedding rings on or off? Wedding ring on, engagement ring off

Happy or Moody most of the time: Less Moody this week...but I would say more Moody than Happy!

Looking forward to: uh....going into labor...ANY DAY NOW, HENRY!!!!!!!!

So when you get to 38 weeks all you think about is, "I'm over this". I'm ready. Well I'm ready to see him, to hold him, to not be pregnant anymore. However, I'm not ready in the fact that I haven't packed my bag yet, the car seat is still in the attic and needs cleaned, pack-n-play is not set up yet, all my laundry isn't done and my house isn't fully clean. Seems like a lot to still get done, considering I can go into labor at any moment. My plan is to get it done this weekend. I got a pedicure all set up on Saturday (1 1/2 hrs long mind you!), Jimmy will be putting things in the attic and bringing down the carseat so I can clean it up. I'll finish my laundry (hopefully before this weekend, only 2 more loads!), really clean up the house, set the pack-n-play up and seriously finish packing up my bag! (there is SO MUCH more you need to bring to a Birth Center, than a hospital!)

Also, I will mention, just in case anyone cares or asks (which many have) NO, I don't know how much I'm dilated or effaced. My Midwife does not check that. I don't get vaginally checked at my visits. We hear the heartbeat, she feels him and measures me, that's it..and talk a lot about things of course! Which, I have to admit, I love so much more. I go into labor, when I go into labor. As a lot of women can tell you, they can be dilated for a few weeks with no progression, or be zero dilated and go into labor the next day. So I have no idea, all I know is, he's dropped a bit more, I'm feeling swollen and pressure down there (good sign), ahem, my body seems to be "flushing itself out" (another good sign) and everything is healthy and looking good, so that's all I can ask for.

Of course with that said...seriously he can come anytime....A.N.Y.T.I.M.E.

36 weeks and dropping

36 weeks!

How far along? 36 weeks (almost full term!)
Total weight gain: Still not sure, but I was told I lost 3lbs (thanks flu!)
Maternity clothes? Jeans, a few shirts...but mostly regular clothes!
Sleep: Varies. I'm falling asleep earlier, thankfully, but I'm up a few times a night going to the bathroom or suffering from acid reflux!
Best moment this week: When my Midwife confirmed he did indeed drop and was head down!
Miss Anything? Bending over to pick things up!
Movement: Lots and it hurts, he gets the hiccups often during the day!
Food cravings: Can't really think of anything, what sounds good changes from day to day.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope
Gender: BOY!
Labor Signs: Lots of pressure down there (LOTS!), more Braxton Hicks
Belly Button in or out? Still in!
Wedding rings on or off? Wedding ring on, engagement ring off...normally by the end of the day or if I'm standing too long I swell up like a balloon!
Happy or Moody most of the time: Less Moody this week...but I would say more Moody than Happy!
Looking forward to: Getting Molly her big girl bed this week and moving the crib into Ryan's room and setting everything up for that!

I also need to pack my bags for the Birth Center and start cleaning/setting up the swing and pack-n-play, carseat and other baby items! Time is getting so close and I feel so unprepared with this one! I mean, I'm 36 weeks and I still don't have Molly out of her crib (he'll be sleeping in our room for awhile, but still....) and clothes put away. Although, my amazing friend Andrea and I went to the Laundromat in my town and we knocked out all my clothes and bedding in like 2 1/2 hours!!! I washed ALL of Ryan's old clothes from 0 months-12 months! Plus sheets, towels, blankets, and new clothes that we bought for the baby! It was so nice to get it all done in one night....now to put it all away!!

I'm not sure why I'm slacking this time around. I'm just tired. With working (that includes part-time job, being at home AND my real estate business, which has been busy!) I'm worn out and just haven't had time to do baby things--but realizing the baby has dropped and my Midwife says maybe 38 weeks and not 41 or 42 weeks for labor--I need to get on the ball! This weekend we are getting Molly's mattress/box spring, putting her bed together in her room (we already have the frame/headboard/baseboard) and moving the crib into Ryan's room and rearranging that, PLUS I'm getting Maternity pictures taken by my friend Kandi. I'm getting big and time is running out! I've never gotten those kind of pictures taken, so I'm excited. It's our last and I want to do some things we've never done before! The next few weeks will be baby devoted. Laundry, cleaning, packing, preparing, preparing, preparing!!!

I'd like to chill for a few days before he decides to come! Thank goodness I have a lot of help and support or I'd feel extremely overwhelmed!

Can't wait to get things done this weekend and my next visit on Tuesday, hopefully he's dropped more! I also can't wait to start taking my Evening Primrose oil capsuls! Let's thin this cervix out!!

The Birth Center

It's no joke about pregnancy brain. I believe it's a real condition. I forgot my camera for our Pain Management class that took place on Monday. It was super informative and really amazing to learn what our bodies can handle. So I took these photos from the Birth Center's facebook page. Most of the pictures are in the building stage, but it will still give you a good idea of what things will look like. Obviously things are different looking now, as there are actual decorations and furniture, it's such a warm and homey place. I just love it!
Entrance below:

Outside of house, still during the construction stage:

The tub, in the room I have chosen (notice there are pictures of the cross on the wall? Partly why I chose the room, another reason it feels like the biggest room):

The Circle Green room as they call it, the room I have chosen (the bed is now actually on the floor instead of raised, which I actually love, I always hated literally jumping down from the hospital bed):

The 2nd bedroom: I actually loved this one initally, but compared to the other one, it felt a little cramped--and since I'm gonna have a lot of people in and out, I wanted a larger room:

The 3rd bedroom: This reminds me of you Katie Yonke!!! It's a beautiful room, but the bed was raised pretty high and I'm short and I didn't want to jump down, rolling out of bed sounded so much better :)

The Kitchen: (minus appliances) It has a dishwasher, toaster oven, electric skillet, bread maker, full sized fridge, you can make anything there! The fridge is stocked w/ water and soda and the pantry is stocked w/ snacks (although they tell you to bring your own too):

The Living Room: Obviously it now has furniture in it, a flat screen tv, warm lighting, it's a great sized room, it's off of the kitchen:

So there is pretty much where I will be giving birth. No pictures of the HUGE bathrooms sadly, or the massive laundry room and closets that store children's toys and books and pillows and blankets!

http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Auburn-Birthing-Center/118942668152102

Auburn Birthing Center's Facebook page

Also, check out this video that the labor & delivery photographer did at the Birth Center. It will give you an idea more of what the center looks like and what kind of pictures that will be taken for me!

http://video214.com/play/3OKvdQky9mHlPw8L9vYBfw/s/dark

here is a link to my photographer's website, she has more birth photos too:

http://www.stephanilynnphotography.com/

So there you have it, a little sneak peek of where I will be giving birth. It's all surreal still, as I've never had a non-hospital birth, but I'm very excited about it!

6 more weeks!

33 weeks, birth center, midwives.....

How far along? 33 weeks (although the picture is of 32 weeks, I look the same)
Total weight gain: Not sure, not really keeping track--that's the nurses job :)
Maternity clothes? Jeans for sure and a few shirts, but mostly wear normal clothes
Stretch marks? Nope, no new ones!
Sleep: I'm exhausted all the time. I feel like I'm in my 1st Trimester, but I'm always up during the night.
Best moment this week: Meeting up with our Labor & Delivery photographer. She's awesome and we talked for over 2 hours, like were old friends or something!
Miss Anything? Everything.
Movement: Non-stop, hurts like crap most of the time, he's so stinking low!
Food cravings: Can't really think of anything, what sounds good changes from day to day.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope
Gender: BOY!
Labor Signs: Still cramping, Braxton Hicks
Belly Button in or out? In, it never pops out!
Wedding rings on or off? On most of the time, I have been having swelling w/ this pregnancy and some days are good, some days are bad.
Happy or Moody most of the time: Moody, most of the time!
Looking forward to: Meeting with my new midwife next week!


There you have it, isn't pregnancy just so exciting?! Well the last part, I shall explain. My wonderful, amazing Midwife is leaving the practice March 1st. A few weeks before my due date. I am seriously heartbroken. We clicked so amazingly well, she's been with me since the beginning, met my kids, my husband, knows a lot about me, everything. I understand her reasons for leaving and I would do the same (more time with family), it's just hard to say goodbye so late in the game! She has a replacement that will come in March 12th or I could pick between the other 2 Midwives in the practice. I met her replacement at my last appointment, she seemed nice, but I just didn't get the feeling that she was the right one for me. So I chose another Midwife. Stephanie. I've heard ONLY amazing things about her. My mom's friend who is a NP actually recommended her to me before I found out I was even pregnant, she said that she would be perfect for me and that our personalities would just click. I heard she was really hard to get into, so I never asked for her when I found out I was pregnant. I did want her originally, so I'm excited to be having her. The OB office new I had to pick a new one and when I asked for Stephanie they said they will make it work for me to have her, so we scheduled 3 appointments out to make sure I would get in, plus will make the rest at my next appointment. So I'm excited to meet her and praying God has truly placed the right Midwife in our lives!

We had orientation the other night at the Birth Center. I'm sooo excited to be giving birth there. It's beautiful and just sounds amazing. It will be so relaxed and comfortable and peaceful! We go back next Monday for a Pain Management class. I hope to be able to take some pictures and I can post them on here to show you what it will look like and the room we chose to give birth in (there are 3 rooms). Plus, we're hiring a Labor & Delivery photographer for the event, she's already done a birth at the Birth Center and she loved it. I'm so excited to capture everything, since this will be our last! She also will do a newborn shoot a few days after he's born!

I'm very ready to give birth and meet our little Henry!