Some stolen shots while the baby naps…
Day: August 8, 2009
stuck: a birth story, part three
I had some trouble coming up with a title for this portion of the story. “Standstill” came to mind, but didn’t quite capture the feeling that we were up against around midnight that night. We had paced ruts in the floor, dimmed the lights and rocked on the birthing ball, and tried to will this…