Things I have learned:
- I love the moment when the baby is out and the mother is overjoyed and in awe that that baby is HER baby. She has such joy and gratitude in her eyes for this little miracle, and that she has the privilege to call it her own.
- I love the giddy and nervous energy coming from dad who wants no part of the guts and grossness associated with the delivery because I KNOW my husband will be the exact same way and I find it innocent and cute.
- I love the first cry, delayed but piercing as it allows everyone to breathe a sigh of relief, knowing this baby's lungs are working and everything is okay.
- I love the atmosphere, so excited yet so at peace (with an epidural.. haha!). This little angel is coming slowly but surely and of course on the baby's time table, not any of ours.
- I love the knowledge, skill, and experience from the nurses I've watched. They know just what to do and when to do it. Also what to look out for when things go bad, and how to prevent bad things from happening. It's so intricate and overwhelming the amount of knowledge they have, that one day I hope to have.
- I love the blood, guts, and grossness!!! I know. Everything thinks its crazy and weird, but I love the whole process from checking dilation to cutting open a belly.
- I have also learned that for whatever reason Heavenly Father has given these mothers and fathers His children and that although I might not agree with His decision, I have to learn to accept His will, for He knows all things. While it is frustrating to see children born into a family that isn't entirely grateful or they are unprepared with the necessities, it isn't my place to judge them.
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