“we’re in a holding pattern right now.” my mom said this so many times while my sister was in labor. in some ways, i think it became her own sense of comfort. if you haven’t witnessed labor before, there’s not a lot you can do for the person experiencing it. i alternated between feeding my sister ice chips, squeezing her hand, and idly watching as the nurses, my aunt, and her best friend attempted to adjust her in the hospital bed. in so many ways, i felt helpless and awkward eating my white cheddar cheez-its in the corner. i thought about how much easier it would’ve been if i could’ve taken a fraction of that pain away from her. but i couldn’t. we were locked inside that holding pattern.
holding patterns
holding patterns
holding patterns
“we’re in a holding pattern right now.” my mom said this so many times while my sister was in labor. in some ways, i think it became her own sense of comfort. if you haven’t witnessed labor before, there’s not a lot you can do for the person experiencing it. i alternated between feeding my sister ice chips, squeezing her hand, and idly watching as the nurses, my aunt, and her best friend attempted to adjust her in the hospital bed. in so many ways, i felt helpless and awkward eating my white cheddar cheez-its in the corner. i thought about how much easier it would’ve been if i could’ve taken a fraction of that pain away from her. but i couldn’t. we were locked inside that holding pattern.