This is the true story, about how two strangers, fell in love, made a baby, and agreed to let me document it all. To find out what happens, when the nurses close the door, and shit gets real! A REAL Birthing Story! Ha Ha! (I think I’m super clever, Real World, duuuh).
So months ago I told my dear friend Sarah, that I would not only love, but be honored to do her birthing story. I had never done one before, and I am not going to lie, I was slightly frightened by what I might see. Anyways, fast forward to two weeks ago, I get a call from Ryan, Sarah’s husband, telling me they were inducing her now and that I could come to the hospital whenever. Not knowing real protocol, I went when she was dilated 4 centimeters, thinking, almost half way there, right? Well, sort of. After about 8-9 hours of high blood pressure, then low blood pressure, mixed in with doses every 20 minutes of Pitocin, we were finally ready to push!
As I said before I was nervous about what I would see, but I’ve got to tell you, experiencing this with them (their first baby) was the best experience for me. I realized I have a huge imagination, and that it’s not nearly as dramatic as I pictured it in my mind. (Maybe it was the epidural, who knows). But regardless, it is absolutely insane what a women’s body is capable of, and every single mother out there deserves some sort of an award, drugs or not. Sarah and Ryan were both so pleasant and happy throughout the entire day, nothing at all like the cursing and screaming laboring mother-to-be in my mind. At one point, Sarah had an epidural needle hanging out of her back (I was in the corner staying still and quiet, that part freaked me out the worst) and I hear Sarah say, “Cort, you okay?” and my reply “Sarah I am fine, you are the one getting an epidural, stay still!!!” At several points throughout the day she asked me if I was okay? I was thinking to myself, if only you could see whats happening right now, I wouldn’t be the one you would be concerned for. And then there is Ryan. He loved every. single. minute. Literally. He was seriously hiiiiilarious, and Sarah laughed along side him. Needless to say, they were awesome. And Sarah, she was amazing! It was unlike anything I have ever seen/experienced!
I forgot to mention, they had the New Year Baby too!
So there they are! My very first birthing story! It ends with a healthy beautiful baby boy named Robert Jackson Randall, 8 lbs, 21″ long. All ten fingers and all ten toes.
I loved everything about this experience! And can only hope I am blessed to have more just like this in my future!
Goodbye for now!