I remember the positivity, the smile, and the feeling of safety, even though it was my third birth… and yes, there was a moment when I thought I couldn’t do it anymore, that I would give up… but I did it.

Because of your words, your good will, and your optimism that it would soon be over and I’d have my little bundle in my arms… it was exhausting, because labour stalled as she was leaning on the pelvic bone and we needed “a little help and some pushing force on the belly”… I followed every piece of advice, and with each one it got easier. Thank you. And thank you again.

My partner and I are grateful for your presence. Of course, I wouldn’t have managed without him anyway, of course not (I have to write that because he’ll read it). You do a wonderful job, and I’m grateful I was in your hands. Best regards

4,160 g, 52 cm… the biggest and heaviest of all three