Knowing that the pain is indescribable.
Knowing it’s a marathon that no training can prepare you for.
Knowing that there’s always at least one fearful moment.
Knowing that ‘birth plan’ is an oxymoron.
Somehow, despite knowing all of this, I love giving birth.
My nurse told me “They each want their own story” and Levi was no exception.
You think you know what’s gonna go down. You think history will repeat itself.
And while some things are the same…
She was right. They each want their own story.
After a fast labor and JUST as my epidural kicked in, Levi Paul was born with one push. One push!
And I wept with joy.
Moments I never want to forget…
This awesome woman safely delivered all 4 of my babies.
His proud Papa’s…
This oh so familiar pouty bottom lip that he shares with his big brothers.
Another Faris appetite.
***Many thank to Levi’s Auntie Joy for being my ‘birth photographer’ <3