Then - 2006
And Now - 2008
24 months have passed since Morgan entered our lives. Here is her birth story unedited from my original writing in July '06:The rhythmic popping of the late model tractor engines at the 2006 Eliot Tractor Show provided an outward reminder of the steady march that Morgan Elisabeth McCall was making into this world. Out of reach from the sun’s searing rays, she began positioning herself for a cool, graceful entrance a mere 24 hours later.
On July 30, 2006 and with good timing on her side, Nadine controlled every aspect of the delivery, a luxury she did not have with her first two births. Mother and daughter seemed to be in perfect concert. Nadine labored intensely for 2 hours in the birthing tub, but was never out of control. And even as the contractions wracked her body, it was as if mother and daughter were holding hands the whole time. Nadine fiercely concentrated during contractions exhaling with energy and yet, made light conversation between the wrenching waves that were bringing her closer to breathing the same air as her daughter.
As Nadine narrowed her focus, two particularly intense, back-to-back contractions brought the birth within a whisper of fruition. Nadine steadied her body and braced for the final challenge. And with a graceful force, the baby’s head arrived. A second later the rest of Morgan’s sturdy little body slid through the water toward her mother’s arms. The skilled hands of a practiced midwife steered the newborn out of a tangled cord and through the surface of the water. Quickly, Morgan gave a short strong cry of triumph to attest to the completion of her journey. She did not wail on, but rather, gathered a breath before giving a few more cry’s to punctuate the moment. Her pink body, dark hair and starry eyes made the moment all the more magical. It was as if not a movement had been wasted by mother or daughter. Both were exhausted, but both felt triumphant. Those who bore witness (midwife, Bob, Diane and Robert) would attest to the strength of what they had observed. There was an undeniable bond between mother and daughter that left a sense of awe. This was how beginnings were supposed to be.
On July 30, 2006 and with good timing on her side, Nadine controlled every aspect of the delivery, a luxury she did not have with her first two births. Mother and daughter seemed to be in perfect concert. Nadine labored intensely for 2 hours in the birthing tub, but was never out of control. And even as the contractions wracked her body, it was as if mother and daughter were holding hands the whole time. Nadine fiercely concentrated during contractions exhaling with energy and yet, made light conversation between the wrenching waves that were bringing her closer to breathing the same air as her daughter.
As Nadine narrowed her focus, two particularly intense, back-to-back contractions brought the birth within a whisper of fruition. Nadine steadied her body and braced for the final challenge. And with a graceful force, the baby’s head arrived. A second later the rest of Morgan’s sturdy little body slid through the water toward her mother’s arms. The skilled hands of a practiced midwife steered the newborn out of a tangled cord and through the surface of the water. Quickly, Morgan gave a short strong cry of triumph to attest to the completion of her journey. She did not wail on, but rather, gathered a breath before giving a few more cry’s to punctuate the moment. Her pink body, dark hair and starry eyes made the moment all the more magical. It was as if not a movement had been wasted by mother or daughter. Both were exhausted, but both felt triumphant. Those who bore witness (midwife, Bob, Diane and Robert) would attest to the strength of what they had observed. There was an undeniable bond between mother and daughter that left a sense of awe. This was how beginnings were supposed to be.
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