We got the text early yesterday morn. Cameron's water broke around midnight, and she headed to the birthing center in Taos around 4 am. We all prayed for Cam and this babe before school this morn, and our kiddos were awaiting the news of their new baby girl cousin when I picked them up at 3:00.
Waiting.
Anticipating.
For new life that brings new hope.
I wrote about Cam a few years ago when she was pregnant with Rowan, now nearly three years old. The short story is that after adopting her first two babies, she adopted an embryo and was able to give birth to sweet Rowan. Last summer during our visit to the mountains, Cameron told me that she was done, she felt closure, that as she was attending recent births as a doula, she really felt like their family was complete. So about a month later, having returned home from celebrating their fifteenth anniversary, she texted a photo of a pregnancy test - positive. And other than with Rowan, this was the first positive test EVER in fifteen years.
You can imagine the shock, the joy, and the reveling in God's surprises we all experienced.
So yesterday, all day, she embraced labor pains with this new little girl. With Alan and Mama and seven-year-old Nettie by her side, she worked on ushering this precious little one into the world. Rowan's birth, oddly enough, necessitated a Cesarean. Crazy. Cameron has worked as a doula for a decade and a half, was delivering with her own doula and a couple of midwives, and Rowan just wouldn't budge. So we were hoping for a more pleasant (shorter!) birth experience with this one...
So it's been a long wait. A long labor, long delivery, but even more so, fifteen years of waiting and yearning and praying and hoping.
And with Pate here safe and sound, a gift worth waiting for.
Waiting.
Anticipating.
For new life that brings new hope.
I wrote about Cam a few years ago when she was pregnant with Rowan, now nearly three years old. The short story is that after adopting her first two babies, she adopted an embryo and was able to give birth to sweet Rowan. Last summer during our visit to the mountains, Cameron told me that she was done, she felt closure, that as she was attending recent births as a doula, she really felt like their family was complete. So about a month later, having returned home from celebrating their fifteenth anniversary, she texted a photo of a pregnancy test - positive. And other than with Rowan, this was the first positive test EVER in fifteen years.
You can imagine the shock, the joy, and the reveling in God's surprises we all experienced.
So yesterday, all day, she embraced labor pains with this new little girl. With Alan and Mama and seven-year-old Nettie by her side, she worked on ushering this precious little one into the world. Rowan's birth, oddly enough, necessitated a Cesarean. Crazy. Cameron has worked as a doula for a decade and a half, was delivering with her own doula and a couple of midwives, and Rowan just wouldn't budge. So we were hoping for a more pleasant (shorter!) birth experience with this one...
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Pate decided after 23 hours of laboring that she did not want to be born naturally. Thankfully, Pate and Cameron are doing great. Pate weighed in at about 7 lbs 6.9 oz, March 24th at 12:04 a.m.
So it's been a long wait. A long labor, long delivery, but even more so, fifteen years of waiting and yearning and praying and hoping.
And with Pate here safe and sound, a gift worth waiting for.
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sweet Pate welcome.