“Do you want to cut the umbilical cord?” I stood there with my mouth hanging open. “Ummmmmm, sure?” The nurse handed me a pair of scissors. Snip…snip…snip. Did that just happen? Did I just cut my nephew’s umbilical cord? Whoa.
You should know that I have never witnessed a live birth. I may have seen one on video once as a teenager, but after 30 seconds of footage I covered my eyes. At this moment, I stood there holding my sister-in-law’s hand, helping her breathe, and praying with her through the contractions. I was instantly in awe of her courage. When the time came for her to start pushing, we stepped back and I held my breath. I didn’t know what to do. Should I look?
In that moment, I made my decision. I’m going to watch my nephew come into this world. With a hand over my mouth and tears in my eyes, I watched my sister-in-law turn up her super hero powers. With expert tunnel vision, I focused on my nephew’s full head of hair. And in what seemed like only a few seconds, a perfectly pink baby boy let everyone in the room know that he was finally here.
As he laid on her chest, skin to skin, I couldn’t help but start taking photos. I’ve never witnessed love like this. The magic that is a woman, embracing and calming the blessing that is a child. I thought, she’s just experienced one of the most painful moments of her life and here she is soothing her newborn son. This must be one of her super hero powers.
When they took him away, I noticed a calm smile on her face. I made sure to walk over and tell her how amazingly proud I was of her and thanking her for allowing me to be in the room to experience this beautiful moment with them. This is when I took the time to reassure her that after witnessing her give birth, there isn’t anything she can’t do. She laughed, but I wasn’t joking. What I saw in that room, on that day, is beyond anything I could ever imagine.
Welcome to the world baby boy. Your mom is a super hero. But, you already knew that.