Esther Robbie’s Birth Story | Albuquerque Birth Photographer | A Dar a Luz Birth Center Birth

It was so amazing to get to be there for my good friend and neighbor for the birth of their 7th child! This is a family that is so dear to my heart…our kiddos are best friends and they live two doors down. Their family has such an amazing testimony of love. They have adopted 3 beautiful girls from India, have 2 biological sons, and one biological daughter in heaven, and were now blessed with this sweet baby girl! Esther’s mama has dreamed of having a natural water birth for a long time and Esther Robbie’s birth at Dar a Luz was exactly what she had hoped for. Three of her children were able to be present to see their sister be born, which was just amazing, their excitement and joy brought us all to tears! Here is Esther Robbie’s birth story written by her mama and some of their favorite photos from her birth!

Esther Robbie’s due date was January 29th.  I was getting excited and a little impatient, for her arrival! We had a false alarm on January 20th. My husband, Kyle, and I went to the birth center only for my contractions to stop shortly after our arrival. We went home, and I felt super discouraged. A few days passed and on the night of January 25th I started having contractions again. I was able to go to sleep. I woke up at 3:15 am on Friday, January 26th. I remember praying to God, “Please let today be the day. I am so excited to meet her.” I continued to have consistent contractions about 15-20 min apart from 3:15-5:30 am. I finally got up and sat on the exercise ball. My kids and Kyle all started getting up to start their day. Around 7 am I texted my boss telling her I was having contractions, but that they were still far apart. I was planning on coming in to work but knew I may have to leave early. After my shower, contractions were getting closer and stronger. I texted my boss again and said I would not be coming into work! My kids were all heading off to school and Kyle was about to leave for work (he is a teacher). I told him, “You better stay home. Today is the day!” . He dropped off our middle daughter, Mihika, at school and came right back. I called the midwife who was on-call at Dar a Luz birth center. She said to meet her there in 20 min. I called my amazing neighbor and friend, Jeanette, to pick up my youngest two from school, Anna and Simon. We were planning for some of our kids to be at Esther Robbie’s birth. Kyle and I arrived at the birth center around 8:30 am. The midwife started my IV and my antibiotics, as I was GBS +. They checked me, and I was 6cm dilated! I got into my room at the birth center around 9 am. Kyle started timing my contractions and they were 3 minutes apart and getting closer and stronger.albuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographer

Kyle texted Jeanette and she went to pick up our oldest, Elijah, from high school. Around 11 am Jeanette brought Elijah, Anna, and Simon to the birth center. Shortly after they arrived our other amazing neighbor and friend, Lori, arrived to photograph Esther Robbie’s arrival! Kyle called my mom to pick up our oldest daughter, Mary, from school. Around 11:45 am I sat on the toilet to pee, I felt the sudden urged to push! Kyle ran to get the midwife. I got to the side of the bed, with my pants still on, and had another contraction with the intense feeling to push! After that contraction Kyle and the midwife pulled off my pants and got me into the birthing tub. I got on my knees and grabbed the side of the tub. After a few contractions, with pushing, my water broke. I started feeling like I was going to faint. The midwife popped open smelling salts. That woke me up!

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The next contraction I pushed, and Esther Robbie’s head came out! The midwife told me to scoot back in the tub, so my hips could open wider. As soon as I scooted back Esther Robbie came right out! She was born at 12:15 pm. It was incredible. Such an intense, beautiful moment I will never forget. We experienced infant loss with our second child, Ruthie. The natural birth of this beautiful, little girl, Esther Robbie, with her dad and siblings present was such an amazing experience.  I am so grateful to God for this precious child. The midwife put Esther Robbie on my back for a few moments. Then I was able to turn around, lift my leg over the umbilical cord, sit back and they put Esther Robbie on my chest. 

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Once the umbilical cord stopped pulsating Kyle was able to cut the cord. He sat in the bed and they handed Esther Robbie to him for some skin to skin while they got me out of the tub and they helped me get onto the bed next to Kyle and Esther Robbie. The midwife then delivered the placenta. They placed Esther Robbie back on my chest. She started nursing right away! 

albuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographerMy mom and Mary showed up around 12:30 pm. Mary is blind. My mom was able to explain to her everything that had happened and what was going on when they arrived. She still felt a part of the big day. My dad arrived shortly after to meet his newest granddaughter. Around 2 pm my parents took our kids home. Around 3:15 Mihika came home on the school bus. Kyle, Esther Robbie, and I stayed at the birth center for 12 more hours. We arrived home shortly after midnight. It was a day I will never forget. I am thankful to God for the way He orchestrated Esther Robbie’s birth-day!My mom and Mary showed up around 12:30 pm. Mary is blind. My mom was able to explain to her everything that had happened and what was going on when they arrived. She still felt a part of the big day. My dad arrived shortly after to meet his newest granddaughter. Around 2 pm my parents took our kids home. Around 3:15 Mihika came home on the school bus. Kyle, Esther Robbie, and I stayed at the birth center for 12 more hours. We arrived home shortly after midnight. It was a day I will never forget. I am thankful to God for the way He orchestrated Esther Robbie’s birth-day!My mom and Mary showed up around 12:30 pm. Mary is blind. My mom was able to explain to her everything that had happened and what was going on when they arrived. She still felt a part of the big day. My dad arrived shortly after to meet his newest granddaughter. Around 2 pm my parents took our kids home. Around 3:15 Mihika came home on the school bus. Kyle, Esther Robbie, and I stayed at the birth center for 12 more hours. We arrived home shortly after midnight. It was a day I will never forget. I am thankful to God for the way He orchestrated Esther Robbie’s birth-day!My mom and Mary showed up around 12:30 pm. Mary is blind. My mom was able to explain to her everything that had happened and what was going on when they arrived. She still felt a part of the big day. My dad arrived shortly after to meet his newest granddaughter. Around 2 pm my parents took our kids home. Around 3:15 Mihika came home on the school bus. Kyle, Esther Robbie, and I stayed at the birth center for 12 more hours. We arrived home shortly after midnight. It was a day I will never forget. I am thankful to God for the way He orchestrated Esther Robbie’s birth-day!My mom and Mary showed up around 12:30 pm. Mary is blind. My mom was able to explain to her everything that had happened and what was going on when they arrived. She still felt a part of the big day. My dad arrived shortly after to meet his newest granddaughter. Around 2 pm my parents took our kids home. Around 3:15 Mihika came home on the school bus. Kyle, Esther Robbie, and I stayed at the birth center for 12 more hours. We arrived home shortly after midnight. It was a day I will never forget. I am thankful to God for the way He orchestrated Esther Robbie’s birth-day!

My mom and Mary showed up around 12:30 pm. Mary is blind. My mom was able to explain to her everything that had happened and what was going on when they arrived so that she still felt a part of the big day. My dad arrived shortly after to meet his newest granddaughter. Around 2 pm my parents took our kids home and around 3:15 Mihika came home on the school bus. Kyle, Esther Robbie, and I stayed at the birth center for 12 more hours. We arrived home shortly after midnight. It was a day I will never forget. I am thankful to God for the way He orchestrated Esther Robbie’s birth-day!

My mom and Mary showed up around 12:30 pm. Mary is blind. My mom was able to explain to her everything that had happened and what was going on when they arrived. She still felt a part of the big day. My dad arrived shortly after to meet his newest granddaughter. Around 2 pm my parents took our kids home. Around 3:15 Mihika came home on the school bus. Kyle, Esther Robbie, and I stayed at the birth center for 12 more hours. We arrived home shortly after midnight. It was a day I will never forget. I am thankful to God for the way He orchestrated Esther Robbie’s birth-day!My mom and Mary showed up around 12:30 pm. Mary is blind. My mom was able to explain to her everything that had happened and what was going on when they arrived. She still felt a part of the big day. My dad arrived shortly after to meet his newest granddaughter. Around 2 pm my parents took our kids home. Around 3:15 Mihika came home on the school bus. Kyle, Esther Robbie, and I stayed at the birth center for 12 more hours. We arrived home shortly after midnight. It was a day I will never forget. I am thankful to God for the way He orchestrated Esther Robbie’s birth-day!

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Henry’s Homecoming | Albuquerque Newborn Photographer

When Cassie ended up having to be induced over a month early, we completely had to miss her maternity session, which was scheduled for the week that she had to be induced due to high blood pressure! So since we couldn’t do her maternity session, we decided to instead photograph her baby’s homecoming from his long NICU stay! I am so glad Cassie decided to do that, it was priceless to see the look on all the kids faces as they came through the door to finally see their baby brother at home! Here are some of their faves from their homecoming photos! Welcome home Henry!!

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Lorenzo’s Birth Story | A Hospital Cesarean Birth

It was so amazing to welcome sweet baby Lorenzo with the Marquez family. I was astounded by the perseverance and strength this couple had through a very long and tiring labor and c-section birth. I truly believe that Cesarean mothers are BRAVE. They are willing to lay down their body and risk their life that their child might be born healthy and safe. They have to surrender their plans, trust the doctors completely, and forfeit their own wishes and desires to birth their babies. And this family did that with so much strength. Here is Lorenzo’s birth story told by his mama:

“Wednesday, January 10th started out as any other day. I was a day shy of 40 weeks and didn’t have any inclination that I would be going in to labor soon. This being our first baby, I had no idea what to expect. The day was going pretty normal, I went to work and was feeling great. I did feel as if I had a bit of a cold but nothing to raise any alarms. It was a particularly cold day compared to the warm January days we had been having and my coworker joked with me that changes in barometric pressure can cause women to go in to labor. I laughed it off but now think she may be on to something!

About midafternoon, I had an overwhelming feeling that something was up. I can’t quite explain it but I remember thinking to myself that I should finish up and get home, which is exactly what I did. I thought it could be the cold I had woken up with but this was different than a cold. I went home and laid down in the hopes I would feel better. Around 5:30pm, I started to notice contractions and it started to set in that we might be meeting our little boy soon (on his due date no less)! I told my husband what was going on then called our doula, Sandra. She agreed that I may be in labor and suggested we shower and get something to eat because it may be a while before we were able to do those things again. We went to Flying Star and enjoyed our last meal as a couple then came home to settle in.

At 10:00pm, the contractions were becoming more consistent so I had my husband take our dog to his parent’s house. They would be watching him while we were in the hospital and for a short time after we returned home. By the time he returned home, there had been a shift and my contractions were now stronger. Additionally, I thought my water may have broken but since it wasn’t a lot, I wasn’t sure. This being our first baby, I was so concerned that I would not know if my water broke. I was GBS positive so I needed to get to the hospital quickly if my water were to break. How funny that one of my concerns came to fruition.

Around 11:30pm, we decided to head to the hospital. My contractions were consistently coming every four to five minutes and were roughly a minute long. Once in Triage, we learned that my water had indeed broken (see, I didn’t know it!) so we were admitted around 1:00am on Thursday, January 11th. I had no idea just how long it would be before we met Lorenzo.

When talking about Lorenzo’s birth, I like to say that I had three different birth experiences. The first was a natural experience. Once admitted, I labored for about eight hours with no medication. I was determined to do it unassisted. The contractions were intense but I felt as if I was making some serious progress and had a good handle on my pain. Around 7:00am, the nurse checked my progress and told me I was at three centimeters. Only three centimeters! I couldn’t believe it. My plan to go through labor without pain medication quickly dwindled as I realized I could not make it for seven more centimeters without some help.

As I now realized that I would need an epidural, my doula reminded me that this was merely a tool to help me deliver. We hadn’t slept in over 24 hours and I was going to need to sleep in order to have energy come push time. An epidural was the tool to help me sleep. Her advice helped me to be ok with receiving an epidural and let me tell you, it was the best decision I made. I was on cloud nine after the epidural was administered. This was easily the best experience of the three. I felt great and was finally able to get some sleep even if it was just a few hours. Things seemed to progress at a decent pace after that and by 5:30pm I was at eight centimeters. The nurse and anesthesiologist increased the Pitocin and lowered the epidural because we all thought delivery time was near. They even pulled out all of the equipment and materials they were going to need. Unfortunately, we all got ahead of ourselves.

The next two cervical checks showed that I was only at nine centimeters and by the last check at 10:30pm; the pain was getting to me. I had the anesthesiologist increase my epidural some more to help with the pain and tried to rest. But by 11:30pm, after a short nap, I was up and this time the pain was unmanageable. Since I had been in bed all day, I wasn’t able to vary my position very much which left my back and hips hurting. At this point, my hips hurt so bad that every contraction was excruciating. The doctor came back to check on me and found I still had not progressed to ten centimeters. Given that my water had broken over 24 hours ago, the pain I was in, and that I was not progressing, we decided to move forward with a C-Section. I was disappointed our journey was going to end in a C-Section but I welcomed the relief it would soon bring.

After almost 27 hours of labor, Lorenzo Luis was born at 1:35am on January 12th. He weighed 8 pounds 2 ounces and was 21 inches long. Once I heard him cry, the long hours became a blur and I was so happy to finally meet him. We like to joke that he tried so hard to be on time (his momma is very punctual) but sometimes the universe has other plans.”

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Henry Killian’s Birth Story | A Natural Hospital Birth at UNMH

It was so special to help Cassie and Jarod welcome their 5th baby. They had originally planned a birth center birth, but after preeclampsia setting in baby had to come early, at only 35 weeks in the hospital rather than the birth center as they had planned. I was so amazed at how calm this family was even with all the obstacles they faced. Here is little Henry Killian’s full birth story told by his mama:
“Once again- things went exactly opposite of how I had planned them. I should know by now how life works, yet I’m still surprised. I was pretty set on having a birth center birth with Henry at the Dar a Luz birth center and its amazing CNMs. I did everything in my power to make this happen. It was easily the healthiest pregnancy I have ever had (in spite of going in at my heaviest, due to having just been pregnant). I walked constantly and stayed very active. I practiced the gestational diabetes diet after that diagnosis and kept it diet controlled. I attended all my BPPs and NSTs and urine checks. And I still developed preeclampsia. My blood pressure was borderline for a few checks, but the urine in my protein was rising. I had an appointment at DAL for Monday, 1/1/18, and jokingly told my husband that they were going to tell me that they had to transfer my care that day because my body was “breaking down.” Well. When I started out my day on New Year’s Eve 2017, I knew it was going to be a rough day. I woke up with a splitting headache and my foot swelling was there in the morning, which was abnormal for me. By 5pm, my blood pressure had taken a huge spike. I actually ended up calling the on call Midwife as she was on her way to a birth. she asked if she could call back and I said yes, but she then quickly asked if it was my pressure. I told her yes, she asked what the numbers were and told me, “I’m so sorry, but you need to go to UNM OB triage right now. I’ll find a way to find time to let them know you’re coming.”
Jarrod and I kind of bitched and groaned because we have a long history of showing up at a hospital, sitting for 12 hours, and then going home. But. We went. The resident and attending who initially saw us were AMAZING. They had concerns and told me with my high numbers (I was 165/105 at admittance), my protein & headache – I was going to be admitted to special care.
So we went to special care, where I got labs drawn as the clock struck midnight.
My entire time at special care was a back and forth teetering act. Sometimes my pressures were lower and my labs were improving, sometimes they were high and so was my protein. Because I was only 35 weeks, their goal was to keep me pregnant for as long as possible. Dr. Eric, one of the dozens of OB residents/fellows/attendings that I saw came in and told me that my numbers were good and they were just going to monitor me. A few hours and massive BP spikes later, Dr Eric came back and told me that he thought the best course of action would be to induce me. He gave me the decision, but after hearing the risks vs benefits – we agreed with him.
I called Jarrod and Lori (my birth photographer) and updated them. Jarrod dropped the kids off with friends and made it back before they transferred me to L&D. I was in such a state of shock. I was happy to know there was a plan, excited to meet my baby, and terrified that my baby was coming so early.
We got settled in L&D and I got the best nurse. She was pregnant herself and really went to bat for me any time that I needed her too. (Not that the staff was combative or anything, she just went above and beyond). I got set up in L&D and was met by an entire team of OBs again (the benefit of a teaching hospital) & one of my Midwives from Dar a Luz showed up, so I had a bunch of people present. The OBs explained the plan- 1. get all the steroid shots in me to help baby’s lungs, 2. Get started on my Penicillin since I wasn’t far enough along to take the GBS test 3. Start my magnesium drip 4. Check my cervix and determine what to do for step 5. Start cervadil or insert a Foley catheter.
The Midwife was reassuring any concerns I had. It was a a lot of intervention and I think they’re used to having to calm mothers who had not planned on anything like what i was about to go through. I was surprisingly calm with the plan, though. I knew that we were trying to do this in the safest way possible. And the staff at UNM has been amazing.
I was checked by the resident and she said I was 0cm dilated, 0% effaced, Long, hard and baby was a -3. Basically, the least labor ready that a cervix could be. They inserted the cervadil and told me to prepare for a long night and a long induction. Shortly after that, I got another steroid shot to the bum. I psyched myself out about the steroid shots and they were honestly not that bad. The nurse then went to start the magnesium, but she began to explain how I would need a catheter because I would be on bedrest & unable to move once I had it. This made me extremely uncomfortable and I said I did not want the magnesium. The resident came back in to talk to me about why the magnesium was necessary, while I explained how badly I wanted to have freedom of movement. I asked to wait on the drip. I was crying and upset at this moment because it finally hit me that this was not going to be the birth that I had envisioned. The amazing awesome nurse came over and told me that she could talk to the doctor & maybe we could compromise. She wanted to know how I felt about having freedom of movement to be on my hands and knees on the bed and a birth ball besides the bed and standing with my husband next to the bed, etc. I was so grateful to her for that, because the doctors and I agreed that was a win/win situation.
However. Holy crap. Then initial bolus of magnesium is awful. The nurse kept preparing me for it, telling me that it was literally the worst thing she does in her job. She prepared cool rags and told me she’d do a countdown because it only lasts 10 minutes. It was the worst 10 minutes of my life. I felt like I was burning from the inside out. Literal burning. I was nauseous and dizzy and on fire and kind of drunk-like. After the initial bolus, it wasn’t terrible but magnesium was still not fun. I felt icky the entire time that I was on it and it made me dizzy and gross. But nothing was as bad as those first 10 minutes.
Then the catheter debacle started. And then my labor basically became about my urine. I insisted I did not want a catheter. However, the nurse convinced me to try. I tried it for 90 minutes before I begged her to take it out. I don’t know what it is with me and catheters – but I hate the sensation of always feeling like I have to pee. The nurse told me that because of the magnesium, they had to monitor my urine output and I would have to use a bed pan every hour. I said I’d rather do that. I think I peed every 20 minutes from that point forward. And every time I had to pee, it was a thing because I couldn’t use the bathroom. I talked about my peeing SO much during my labor. It was the labor of all things PeeTalk.
Anyway. After that, I asked for a medication to knock me out and help me sleep. It allowed me to get as much sleep as possible in a hospital room. I was checked again at some point in the night and was still 0/0, so I was given Cervadil by mouth. I went back to sleep and woke up to contractions. And shift change. I started to develop this really good pattern of contractions and at 5:20am, I was checked and found to be 1cm dilated and 25% and -3. Because my contractions started to form a good pattern, they decided to hold off on any more meds and the Foley bulb.
My labor really started to pick up from that point. I sat on the ball for awhile, but it was hard for the nurse to find the baby so I ended up back on the bed. I remember having to breathe through them and I told Jarrod that he should call Lori and let her know that things were picking up. the contractions weren’t crazy bad or anything, I just know I tend to progress quickly and that I knew labor was getting going.
Lori arrived shortly before 9am. They checked me again so they could start the Foley catheter, but I was found to be 2.5cm, 75% effaced and -2. Dr Eric said that the Foley catheter wouldn’t do much and that I had a great labor pattern and he didn’t even think we needed Pitocin. However, I was feeling the intensity of my contractions decrease- so I asked if we could do a low dose Pitocin. He agreed that we could do a “baby” dose to keep the contractions regular.
Things really picked up after that. I ended up in all sorts of positions around the bed. I was given a bedside commode which completely improved my pee situation, and I labored on that. I labored on my side. I labored standing up (and spent most of my time like that). I began to vocalize. I needed Jarrod to put pressure on my back because I had SO much pressure in my tailbone. They were intense. I started to say that I did not want to be checked because I did not want to be a 4. I felt like I was a 6-7. And I said that if I was only a 4, I was getting an epidural.
They checked me at noon. I was 4cm. 4 measly centimeters. Still 75%, still -2 station. I was so defeated. They did not feel like 4cm contractions. I think I stated that he had to be wrong. I do remember being a little grateful that I still had time to labor for the videographer, who had just gotten in.
I decided that I must be dilating rapidly and therefore, the doctors knew nothing. I needed to be on my side for awhile to help them find the baby, so I asked for gas (nitrous). WHY DO MOST HOSPITALS NOT NORMALLY OFFER THIS? What a great form of pain management. It forced me to breathe through contractions, it calmed me down, and the effects lasted only as long as you had the mask on. The gas became my best friend through contractions. It also muffled my vocalizations.
I remember getting quiet and breathing better because I began to tell myself, “it’s only 1 minute. You can do anything for 1 minute. It’s just 1 minute.” I remember bursting into tears for no reason and stating, “this feels like transition!” I know I felt the baby moving down and I know that I had immense pressure in my tailbone. I started to lose my cool and nothing felt comfortable and I just wanted to be in a tub somewhere. I kept feeling pressure, so they checked me at 1:30pm.
5cm. I pretty much decided that I was getting an epidural. 5cm. 5cm and I could have sworn that I was in transition. I decided to just give up at this point and just wait for the nurse to come back so i could ask for an epidural. I laid down with my gas mask in 1 hand, gripping on to Jarrod with the other. I slept tiny little cat naps between contractions and just breathed through them with the help of nitrous. Then I had 1 contraction that felt really, really different. I had to pee and had no shame left and asked Jarrod to grab a bed pan. I peed. He removed it.
And then I went, “oh no!” And Jarrod went, “oh no!” As I peed myself. And peed myself. And peed myself. And then it clicked and I just shouted, “it’s my water!!” And Jarrod went, “is it?” And Stacey went, “oh yeah! That’s her water!” And nurse buttons were hit and staff were assembled and I started to holler because whoa, contractions. I was found to be 7cm, 75%, -2. But based on my past labors and this being my 5th, and the fact that they wanted me to deliver in the OR (so that we’d have quick access to the NICU team’s room), they decided to get us ready for transport.
This is when everything changed. This is when all I knew was pain and pressure. I remember seeing Jarrod and Lori put on their OR scrubs and thinking it was adorable. I remember feeling bad as they wheeled me down the hallway because I was so vocal, I didn’t want to scare the other moms. I remember being scared they wanted me to move on to the OR table, but they didn’t. I remember thinking there were a billion people in the OR, and I remember the attending physician telling me that she liked my Serenity tattoo as she explained Firefly to the nearby staff.
I was talking & joking in between my long breaks between contractions at first, but then everything changed again. I was so mad when the doctor told me I was still 7 and couldn’t push yet. I knew a contraction was coming because a bunch of water would gush out first. In spite of making sure they brought it, I was so frustrated the gas wasn’t working.
Then instinct took over. I cried and yelled and screamed. I asked for an epidural. I told Jarrod that I could not do this. He told me I was. He told me that I always say that and then I do. He comforted me. For a moment. Before I started screaming and moaning. I started pushing involuntarily and they found a cervical lip. They told me they could move it out of the way, but- again- my labor changed into PURE instinct. I screamed at them not to touch me, crawled up the bed trying to escape my own body, ended up gripping on to the side rail on my own side and yelling at everybody that I couldn’t be in that position. They recommended hands and knees and I wanted to so badly, but I could not move. I begged them to give me a Cesarean. All I remember is feeling the head & the resident saying, “are you pushing? Let me check for the lip.” I wanted to scream, “ITS THE FREAKING HEAD” but I could only muster out grunts and screams. Then I heard her go, “woah! Oh. Okay!” Dr Eric took over, I yelled about the burning, someone told me not to fear it, and I somehow found the power to push past the ring of fire and then. There he was.
They held him up to me and I heard Jarrod go, “holy shit!” And I said, “it’s a boy?” And he said, “it’s a boy!”
I can’t describe that birth euphoria. I just can’t. I wish I could bottle it up and sell it and make millions. I know everyone around me was talking about how well he looked, but everything seems blurry except for that baby and me. I was so grateful for how long I had with him before they took him to NICU. I’m also grateful that I did it the way I wanted to! A natural birth in the OR is not easy and all the doctors came up to tell me how cool it was to see, and that I didn’t have to keep apologizing for yelling at them �
So, no. Definitely did not plan to birth a 35 weeker. But I am really happy with how the birth turned out given the circumstances. I’m also really happy with how Jarrod, Henry and I were treated. UNMH’s staff went above and beyond and I’ll recommend them until I’m blue in the face! It was a beautiful experience and I’m so grateful that we are healthy and safe and have been so respected.
Henry Killian James January 2nd, 2018 @ 2:54pm 35w4d, UNMH 6lbs8oz 18.5in

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Wake’s Birth Story | Albuquerque Birth Photographer

Amber and Adrian called me to schedule birth photography only a few days before baby Wake made his grand entrance, and I am so glad that they did. Wake’s birth was an incredibly special one, and one that they wanted to be documented and cherished forever. Wake was a surprise rainbow baby after two heartbreaking losses, so his birth carried so much anticipation and redemption for this family. Wake means, “the track of waves left by a vessel moving through the water; the path or course of anything that has passed or preceded”. This little guys birth was a special one, a rainbow of hope after two storms.

When Amber went in for her induction 8m Friday morning, she had already been having contractions throughout the night and she knew that labor was already starting before the induction even began! It was a perfectly timed induction and the nurses decided to call it an augmentation of labor rather than an induction as her body had already started the labor process on its own. After having two incredibly fast natural births with her other two children, they were thankful to be secure in the hospital rather than worrying about having baby in the car, which was a real possibility as they had only made it to the hospital with minutes to spare with her others. Amber chose to relax through this labor and birth with an epidural. Everyone got settled in, nerves flowing with excitement. After laboring a bit through the morning, the epidural was administered. Amber noted how different it felt than when she had her other unmedicated births, as it was wonderful to not feel the pain of contractions, but also so different to not be 100% sure how to work with her body through contractions. She ultimately decided, after feeling a bit too numb and having some issues with her blood pressure falling suddenly and drastically, to have the epidural turned down. It was then that she reached a great comfort level of being able to feel a lot more of the contractions, but relax at the same time without feeling the pain. By early afternoon, she was checked and was still around 3-4cm. The doctor decided to break her bag of waters and administer pitocin to help picks things up a bit. As the afternoon progressed, Amber began to feel the contractions picking up and intensifying and felt that things were changing. The nurse checked her again around 4:45 pm she was still around 4cm, but said that she did feel a big change in her cervix, as it seemed to release and be ready. When the doctor came by only about 20 minutes later, she was already at 9cm with only a tiny bit of cervix left!!!!! Now we all knew why she had her babies so fast, once she reached that active labor point, her body transitions so quickly!! Everyone prepped for delivery and within the next few minutes, she was ready to start pushing! With so much strength and perseverance, through tears, Amber was able to deliver her precious rainbow baby boy and she reached down to catch him and pull him to her chest herself, just as she had been hoping and dreaming of doing!! Their two older children were able to be present throughout labor and delivery and watched their brother be born and everyone was so overcome with emotion!! There wasn’t a dry eye in the room! Wake, welcome to the world, you are so loved and cherished already!!albuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographeralbuquerque birth photographer

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