WATER BABY

Family & friends join Kinji & I as we eagerly anticipate the birth of our prim baby, Honey Amerie.  She was expected to arrive Saturday, August 22, 2009.    The ladies were getting antsy as I was taking longer than they felt I needed to get ready to go to the hospital.  It seems like an eternity from the time labor begins until the time has come to actually meet the doctor at the hospital to have a baby. 

It’s amazing how resilient kids can be in times of stress.  Our daughter, Kat was calm as a butterfly in this room of nervous adults.  Finally, Kinji’s labor progressed to the point of delivery and we all made our way to the hospital.  I don’t know where my mind was thatI didn’t make the connection that I needed to wear the proper attire for a water birth.  I had to grab my gear on the mad dash to the hospital. Upon arrival Kinji gets comfy on the birth ball until time to enter the pool.

After some time on the birthing ball and utilizing lamaze breathing techniques, Kinji is finally dialated far enough to give birth in the pool.  We assume our positions and I continue with coaching her breathing through the contractions.

Finally after what seems like an eternity of “push” “breathe”….the baby’s head begins to crown.  The joy I felt at that moment when I know for a fact Honey  Amerie is coming is just indescribable! 

So after Kiki pushes Honey Amerie fully into this world of water, we all can breathe a sigh of relief & joy!  Everyone excitedly gather around to see the newest miracle born in Second Life.  Both mother and baby are healthy and well!  I proudly present to you, our water baby, Honey Amerie Goodman!    :D

Thanks to our SL God for the health and well being of Kiki and our newest prim baby.  Also thanks to all our family and friends for their support on this most happy and special miraculous day of welcoming our baby into this  world of Second Life.

OH! By the way, after all the coaching and eager anticipation of childbirth….this calls for a cigar! LOL!

New Mother & baby head upstairs to rest while I enjoy my cuban cigar with man’s best friend–my pitbull, Corleone Noriega-Cavelli.