Time simply paused that sacred evening in thankful embrace of our new, vigorous, little gift from God.
Shortly upon stepping into the lusciously toasty, yet only half-full birth pool with my husband, who was thoughtfully reading me encouraging ЬіЬɩe verses and birth affirmations
Most birth stories stop there, but dwelling in our surreal golden hours was simply sacred and precious
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