To say I wasn’t the slightest bit afraid would be a lie. I had mentally prepared myself the past nine months to be brave and not doubt my strength or be afraid of what was to come. But there was still this little itch deep in the back of my mind telling me I should be afraid, telling me I…
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Helpful Nurses, Birth Tub, Yoga Ball and a Birthing Bar…A Great Hospital Birth!
Friday May 11, 2012, I felt extremely exhausted. I decided to go to bed at about 9pm only to wake up two hours later when my husband, Kirk, crawled into bed with me. My back was hurting more than normal and I couldn’t get comfortable enough to fall back asleep so I got up. For the next few hours I…