Emmett's Birth Story
In Emmett's particular case, joy came in the afternoon - at 1:34 P.M. EST, to be specific, but I'm getting a little ahead of myself here. I wrote Lucy's birth story in an effort to remember as much as I could before time blurred the small details that make memories so much richer. I'm doing the same for Emmett now. So many delicious details of the day-to-day are lost to time, and I certainly don't want anything about the most precious days of my life to be blurred away, so without further ado: After getting off to a shaky start, my pregnancy with Emmett transitioned to a calm period a few weeks into my second trimester. The changes and progress were as close to reassuring as is possible (although anyone who has lost a pregnancy will tell you, you'll never quite feel safe in any subsequent pregnancy, no matter how smoothly things go). I felt good; people told me I looked good; he was healthy and growing; the blessings were abundant. As the third tr...