The soothing sounds of the baby's heartbeat and the little lines etching back and forth on the charts - it's very calm here at the eye of the storm. But the water has been broken now, and we're simply waiting for the waves of contractions to pick up and pull us all into the undertow.
I figured I'd mix up some metaphors and whatnot.
Noelle's mom and brother have joined the vigil now, and Noelle is feeling uncomfortable, groggy, and dizzy. It's frustrating not being able to help her, but she's not really needed an arm to knead yet.
More updates as available.