Seven months later,
Fear and excitement rushed through Siggy's body at the sight of her birthing room. These were feelings she never thought to experience together, but in less than an hour, she'd meet her child for an unknown amount of time. She didn't want to cry; she wanted to hold her baby and be happy. Thankfully, Jamie was there with her. Both wearing white together—she, a simple dress, and he, a sweatshirt and long pants.
After the tragic news, they had agreed to have the baby at a birth center instead of at the hospital as Siggy would have more freedom to move around. Her L-shaped room had yoga balls and comfortable chairs where she could sit if the standard bed didn't work for her. Toward the bottom of the 'L', there was a circular tub filled with warm water, and a cart with whi
