My Crazy, Beautiful Birthday

Friday, August 23, 2013 – I turn 42 years old. I have the day off work. It is a FRIDAY! And on top of all that, I am invited to my daughter’s ultrasound with her and her boyfriend. In my life of beautiful things to count, it is one of the best birthday presents I could ask for. And I get to see her. There on the screen, all squishy cheeks with her head down and ready for GO time.

But the little booger is just not ready. Sydney has zero signs of labor. And that is OK by me. I want her here safe, and when it is time. It doesn’t have to be on MY birthday (although that would be so cool and totally trump my last gift).

But no. It’s not time. Or is it?

The ultrasound tech seems to think so. The fluid in Sydney’s amniotic sac has dropped significantly. So much so, she thinks the Doctor might go ahead and induce her labor before the baby runs out of juice….TODAY. On my Birthday! SHUT UP!

And that is exactly what they do. Admit her to the hospital, put her in a delivery bed, and give her the medicine to start the contractions.

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I’m in disbelief. There is NO way this is happening…ON MY BIRTHDAY.

Let me tell ya, I am giddy! Ridiculously! So! THIS is the best birthday present EVER!

The night wears on and the clock hand is nearing midnight. I tell my sweet grand girl it is okay if she is born the next day. No matter what, she is still the best birthday ever. And in my heart, I know this little one wants her own special day and that brings me so much joy.

I post a poll on Facebook to predict the time of birth. Hey, if it’s gonna be a long all-niter then at least I can do something to pass the time. So many of my sweet friends choose before midnight. HA. My prediction? 5:30am

Midnight passes and my birthday ends, but the labor does not and the night goes on. Sydney is given less than a 1/2 teaspoon of pitocin. The previous medicine given at Noon the day before is still working and she doesn’t need the pitocin. This is good. This is more natural (even though it is not). If anyone has been induced before (raising my hand) with pitocin. That stuff is a beast. ::shudder::

As we go into the wee hours of the early morning August 24th. The labor is steady, but not too strong. Sydney tries to stay comfortable. My mind drifts, and my eyes start to close.
© Angelia's Photography

Quiet hours go by until, finally, the nurse begins moving the bed and moving extra people out of the room. Baby is ready. Sydney is ready. And it is time to begin the push phase. Brandon and Sydney allow me to stay as the one additional person that can be in the room (shhhhhtup….best day after my birthday present ever). Not only do I get to see my grand child be born into this world, I also have my camera (of course). Having given birth, I know the moment is fast and fuzzy. Emotions are high, moms are tired. I want them to have photographs to cherish. To re-live that moment again and again. Birth Photography is becoming more popular (although it’s expensive). I studied the ins and outs online. What lenses to use….What settings…..Where to stand. I just prayed I would get it right.

5:30AM – It’s GO time for baby. Let the pushing begin.
© Angelia's Photography

I am a little amazed my time prediction is thissss close.

Sydney had an epidural earlier for the pain. She is given oxygen for the health of both of them. It is so hard to push when you are numb, but she does. It takes a lot of strength and resilience. She gives all she has every contraction. Brandon is at her side coaching her all the way through. It is exhausting. Exhausting to watch. Exhausting to wait. My stomach is in knots because it is sooo hard watching your child struggle and strain. A friend did warn me that I would be torn up by this and I am.

The baby’s head is RIGHT there. The only thing holding her back is her Daddy’s ears (HA! Kidding! But really funny when the doctor actually said that).

At 608am, Averey Elizabeth enters our lives with the most beautiful cry. She sounds just like her Mama and looks just like her Daddy. My heart springs from my chest. So amazing. So beautiful.

I am really glad the camera is in my hand and in front of my face. I am pretty sure it is keeping me grounded. I think I would be a blubbering puddle if I didn’t have a “job” to do.

I follow baby while Brandon pushes her crib to her first bath and we join what I call the Grandpa Brigade – Great Grandpawpaw, Grandpaw, and Poppy (Brandon’s Grandpa, Dad, and my husband Jason). It is completely adorable to watch all these big boys – who waited all day and night at the hospital – melt into a puddle over their tiny new baby girl. Did you see that? She already has them wrapped around her bitty finger. Just. Like. That.
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I melt too. My eyes are googly and misty and OHMYGOSH we have a new baby in the family. Then, I realize I should go check on my baby! My little girl who just gave birth. Ooops my bad!.

I go to Sydney and stay with her while they get her clean and move her to the mom and baby room. The new room is exactly like the delivery room except the bed does not have a piece that comes off at the bottom and it is on the other side of the hall. Although it is not different, it is different. There is something in the air on that side. See, this is the place where babies cry and moms listen. They are held, fed, and loved. But most of all, they get to learn about their new parents, grandparents, family, and friends.

One second we are unpacking in the new room, the next second, they bring in a freshly clean bundle of joy. I swear… I forget to breathe.
© Angelia's Photography
She is so incredibly beautiful. I love every inch of her. And what they say is true. It is an incredible kind of love when you hold your grandchild for the first time. One that can not be described in words or pictures.

And THIS. This little package, wrapped all in pink and tied with a hat bow, is why I had the most crazy, beautiful birthday EVER.

Me (Grammy) with a belated birthday present. Little Stinker.
Me (Grammy) with a belated birthday present. Little Stinker.

How could I not?

“A Grandmother’s Prayer”

Oh Lord, I do not ask for much,
Eternal beauty, or youth, or such.
Just give me a little hand to hold,
And I’ll forget that I’m growing old.

I do not ask for cloudless skies,
A life that’s free from tears and sighs.
Just give me a little face to kiss,
And anxious moments will turn to bliss.

For what is there, really, that means so much
As little hands that reach and touch,
As little eyes that search and see
Only the best in fragile me?

So let me grow more loving and wise
By looking at life through their wide eyes.
For through these little ones, you have given
This grateful grandmother a glimpse of Heaven.
Author: Barbara Burrows

37 thoughts on “My Crazy, Beautiful Birthday

  1. Okay, Angelia, I had tears in my eyes reading this post. Between your writing and the photos you captured of this glorious event, it felt as though I was THERE.

    Gorgeous photos! The ones of mother, father and child together are just so beautifully moving. You capture all the emotion perfectly! You daughter and husband are going to be thrilled to have these photos to look back on years from now.

    Also the one of you and child at the end was the grand FINALE!

    CONGRATULATIONS, my friend!!! Yes, BEST birthday present EVER!

    “She is so incredibly beautiful.”

    She sure is!

    Love and Blessing to you and your family!


    P.S. Thank you for sharing this!


  2. Those photos are treasures and the last of you with your first grandchild is beautiful. We have six and the experience has been equally as joyful each time. I love this quote: “We love our children but we are in love with our grandchildren.” Enjoy every second of this wonderful stage of life, Grammy!


  3. Happy Birthday Angelia! The most awesome of birthday gifts you have received. I had the privilege of being in the birthing room when my baby brother and wife had their last child…a very moving experience.


  4. simply wonderful, Angelia – so precious a moment…love this time you shared with us and so happy for you! happy belated birthday and many more to come. enjoy your new little addition. ♥


  5. pattisj

    Perfect! So glad you all got to be there to welcome Averey Elizabeth. She will be well loved, of that I am sure. I can’t believe you got all those great shots. I’d have been a mess! I guess that’s the professional in you. 🙂 Congratulations to everyone!


  6. SHUT UP! Best day after birthday present ever! Sydney looks beautiful, even while giving birth. Now that’s a big SHHHHHHUUUUTTT UUUUUPPPP!!!!! Auntie Bridget looks so happy, as does everyone. Congratulations, Angelia. What a fabulous family! Fantastic photos. Thanks for sharing this precious moment. G


  7. Congratulations! Best Birthday gift indeed. Beautiful baby. I felt all the joy, excitement, love and thankfulness in your words and images. You are blessed with such a wonderful family. Extend my congratulations to the new parents. Happy Birthday…wishing you all the best!


  8. Crazy and beautiful! Happy Birthday to you and your granddaughter! 🙂 It’s so much fun being a Grandma, I know you are going to LOVE it! And don’t forget about your baby…she needs lots of hugs too 🙂 But I know you already are doing just that!


  9. Nice that you put the fingers into keyboard having to chronicle these unforgettable moments and share with us. Your photos are incredible, so uncanny! I though I was going to look away because of the gooey things. 😀 but you captured the miracle of life in its bests. Thank you for the share. I feel so connected reading it and seeing the pictures. Congrats! Belated Happy Birthday! Best wishes for your grandkid and the rests of your family.


    1. Tim


      Congrats! I agree with the others…these pix are beautiful! Great job capturing these life-changing moments. One of my favorite photography books I’ve ever looked at (was in a Barnes & Noble and don’t remember the photographer) was photographs of a newborn baby. Again, great job and best wishes to your growing family!


  10. So touching. Congratulations to you all! What a beautiful precious baby girl. I was a labor and delivery nurse for 11 years, so I got to experience this moment many times over. It never got old. Such a miracle to see life come into this world.


  11. just revisiting you via your Rommel feature and happy belated birthday! love seeing these photographs of your granddaughter’s birth. i wish you all the best and have a wonderful September, Angelia! ♥


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