04/27/2026
☀️Home Birth of Sol Lumen ☀️
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She stood in the glow of a sun-waking room,
Pink hair like a blossom in bright daylight bloom.
An artist of strange, wondrous, beautifully odd,
Whose visions felt whispered, half-wild and half-God.
Her walls held her stories in color and thread,
Wild shapes and soft creatures her own spirit led.
Each canvas alive with the worlds she could see,
All framing the space where her birth soon would be.
Each labor wave came crashing, both steady and wild,
She breathed through the rhythm to welcome her child.
And there by her side, her love ever near,
Her husband, her anchor, her calm in the fear.
At the end of each surge, when the tension would cease,
They’d meet in a kiss with soft moments of peace.
His hands, warm and grounding, would trace and would glide,
A language of safety her body replied.
But why was it slower? Why wasn’t he here?
She tasted the edge of a whispering fear.
Yet deep in her body, beneath all the sound,
A quieter knowing was steadily found.
She softened, surrendered, released into flow,
Trusting the path that her body would know.
For baby’s sweet head, slightly tilted askew,
Asynclitic journey, molding slow all the way through.
She moved to the floor by the side of her bed,
Where instinct and gravity gently were led.
Two hours of pushing, focus on face,
A primal deep power no time could erase.
She roared and she opened, she let herself be,
Not forcing the moment, but letting it free.
And there in the daylight, in breath and in cry,
Her son entered earth after hours passed by.
Their foreheads together, hearts beating as one,
Not just in this birth, but in all they had done.
For woven through love, through each kiss from the start
Was this life they had crafted,
true art from the heart.
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Welcome Baby Sol Lumen 8 lbs 3oz
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