Dr. Cindy is here, using the doppler to check on the baby.

The intensity picked up again. Called Dr. Cindy. She’s on her way over to check the progress.

Contractions are back to seven minutes apart now that she’s resting.

Heather is trying to get some sleep between contractions. Her body is exhausted and she needs the energy for when it’s time to push.

Back inside the air conditioned house. Heather is sitting on her birthing ball, leaning against the birthing tub.

Hot. Humid. Sweaty. Tired. Walking the neighborhood. The photographer is here, waiting for us to return to the house.

Walking arm in arm, puking on the sidewalk.

Overheard: “I only social caffeine drink nowadays.”