This is probably the longest post I have ever/will ever write. It is the story of the day my son was born in our dining room.
It has made it onto the blog as, whilst pregnant, I devoured every birth story I could find. I tried to absorb every detail in an attempt to predict and understand what was coming. So this is my contribution to that giant, emotional and exciting pool of words and experience. But mostly, I wrote this for me. I started it a couple days after Faelen was born and have fleshed it out since then. I haven't wanted to forget a moment of that day. Hence the length, I couldn't bring myself to cut out one rambly sentence as each rambly sentence relates to a moment that bought me my baby!
So, with that warning, only click to continue if you have a bit of time and patience!
