If you've ever experience the birth of a human being, I promise you, it's even stranger than what your thinking. And for those of you who have, you must understand me when I say, though it is undoubtably messy, it is incredibly beautiful.
I've heard of active labor lasting up to 8, to even 18, hours, so I was prepared to stand with her for however long I needed to. I was fully committed to my bride, and I would do whatever I could to help her through it. I was there for the long haul. No matter what happens, I was...
...she was done in 25 minutes.
At one point, the baby’s heartbeat dropped again, and the nurse, calling for the doctor to head our way, instructed Jayci to take it easy.
You can push, but just don't push as hard.
Well, I'm guessing Jayci didn't hear that, because when the next contraction came, she pushed.
The nurse, absentmindedly looking, was saying:
Good. Good. That's a good push. Just take it eas…OH THATS THE HEAD! WE HAVE A BABY!
And my whole existence fell beneath my feet. There was running, there was more yelling, there was cleaning, but all of it fell back underneath a soundless haze. All I could hear was that sweet cry of beauty interrupted, and the soft tender voice of my wife, already speaking kindly to soothe our firstborn baby girl (because my wife is already amazing at being mama).
Keziah Rae was here, and she demanded we take notice.