You know how in movies when women are in labor they rush to the hospital and then have the baby pretty much as soon as they get there? I can picture the scene. Mom is squeezing the dads arm while breathing all crazy with big huffs and puffs, and dad tries to breath with her to help her concentrate. Then the car screeches up to the emergency front doors, dad jumps out and mom is rushed on a stretcher into the delivery room JUST in time to push baby out. Well, this birth story has almost that ending, except a much more realistic laboring time beforehand.
Rebekah and I have been friends for years. I’m talking sitting at the lunch table in high school amount of years. She’s one of those gals that is super easy to get along with and makes you feel relaxed and comfortable when you’re around her. She actually married a guy we went to high school with, but they didn’t start dating until our college years. He joined the Army and over the past few years they have been able to live in a variety of cool places all over the US. Most recently they decided to relocate from Hawaii back home to Florida. I could not have been more excited when I found out they were coming back “home”. It’s funny how things and desires change when kids enter the picture. Florida is family, and family is important to this awesome little family. They have one daughter, Adelaide, and were excited to be welcoming a son this time around.
Rebekah and Adelaide came back to the coast early to be sure Beau was born here. Scott joined them just a week or two before Beau’s arrival and now they are starting their family of 4 as Floridians. It was week 39 and before bed each night I set my phone ringer all the way up. I was on high alert. Rebekah told me the weekend before that she had a feeling this was the week and she was right on. Just before 7am I got a text that she’d been up most the night and her doula was on the way to her house. She was gonna update me in a bit. An hour later I get a message that things were progressing and they’d be leaving for the hospital soon. I called a friend and she was on her way to watch the girls for me. I tried getting back in touch with Rebekah to get an update but couldn’t get ahold of her. I drove a little faster. I’m almost to the hospital and I get a text, let me show you so you can have the same reaction I had…
I won’t lie, my heart dropped, but I was less than 10 minutes away and knew I could still grab some great shots. I got to the hospital and ran. I skipped the elevators and doubled up on the stairs. Thankfully labor and delivery was only on the 2nd floor! I walked in and it was just as I imaged. Lights were dim and all was quiet. Rebekah was sitting in the bed nursing her sweet baby boy. Her doula was talking with the nurse and Scott, her husband, came over and told me all about how the doctor made it just in time to catch Beau. As it turned out momma went through transition either in the car or just before leaving for the hospital. Given that Rebekah was planning a VBAC she wanted to labor as much time as she could in the peace and comfort of her own surroundings. Her doula, Amber, told me they tried to check Rebekah into Triage and she had to tell them to check her because she knew it was push time. She was right, 10cm and time to push. They got her into a room just in time, with her doctor arriving just before baby Beau entered this world.
The sweet boy nursed the whole time I was there, minus his measurements, so that’s why you don’t see many face shots. It is always a great blessing when a baby nurses so well right from the start, and I am so happy that Rebekah was able to have such a successful VBAC. While I missed the [very] action-packed delivery, I was glad to be able to capture so many of those firsts for them. Things can be chaotic and a bit of a daze after bringing a new baby into this world, and freezing those moments that are forgotten, and sometimes not even noticed, is what I love to do.
Congratulations again, Rebekah and Scott. I can’t wait to love on your sweet boy soon!