She’s here, she’s finally here! Little Lucy Marie Cipoletti was born on the most beautiful day of the year, a sunny and warm Saturday, May 2,2020, weighing 7.3LBS and 20.3 inches long. The emotions and experiences are hard to put into words. If carrying and growing life for nine months isn’t transformative enough, then giving birth will absolutely have that effect on you. 

From day one of wanting to conceive, I’ve always owned the belief of trusting my body and trusting the timing of my life. I’ve held faith that my body would do what it was supposed to do when the timing was right. Becoming pregnant was something I’ve always dreamed of but to be honest with you, scared me a little. I never really came across positive birth stories, only ones that warned of labor and delivery perils. Each labor is different, just as every pregnancy is different and I think it’s incredibly important for all stories to be shared. My story is deeply personal and I’m choosing to share in hopes to encourage pregnancy optimism through my positive birthing experience. 

A Late Little Lucy…

The last month of pregnancy seemed to drag on, as I’m sure it does for everyone. Lucy’s due date came and went, and I kept telling myself, in true Taurus fashion, she will arrive when she’s ready. Her daddy has these instinctive intuitions about things, he’d confidently tell me, “she’s coming on May 1st.” So I sat back, ate my dates, sipped my raspberry leaf tea, and nested for a few more days. 

It was the night of April 30th, Thursday night when we were sitting in bed watching a movie, and suddenly a strong Braxton Hicks contraction came on. So I got onto my yoga ball and bounced around a bit. Something felt different though about this contraction; it was paired with strong period-like cramps in my lower back. I was up, and down all night being woken up from contractions here and there. Is this it I’d ask myself? Is this pre-labor? I hardly slept a wink. I still don’t know if it was from the excitement of feeling like it was happening or the contractions, either way, I felt alive with anticipation. 

I had my final doctor’s appointment that Friday morning, May 1st, at 9AM, so we were up early and ready to go. I couldn’t wait to tell her what was happening the night before. I was 60% effaced and slightly dilated. “This could take days,” she said, “but this seems like the beginning!”

I hopped in the car, feeling so hopeful. Would it be today? Tomorrow? Sunday? Freddie and I spent the day between shooting a few final pregnancy photos and laying on the couch, giving Margo and each other extra love. I started timing the contractions Thursday night, and by around 5PM, they’d become longer, closer together, and stronger than the one before. We made a spicy bone broth soup for dinner, and as we’d joke before each meal the past few weeks, Freddie would look at me and say, “is tonight the night?” To which I’d respond, “our last supper!” Little did I know…


I text Gayle, my Doula, at 11:46PM on May 1st and said;

“Hiiiiii can you check in really quick? Getting a lot of action over here and want to talk through what I’m feeling”

She instructed me to get into a warm bath, light a candle, relax, and focus into what my body was about to go through. Baby was moving around between each contraction, so I held my belly lovingly, cherishing these last moments with my pregnant body that I came to love so much. I told her how ready I was to meet her, and she could come as soon as she was ready. 

As soon as I got out of the tub, the contractions started coming on stronger. Freddie and Margo kept looking at me from the bed as I sat on my yoga ball in the bedroom. I could feel them both thinking the same thing as I was, “this is happening.” But was it really? I didn’t know until I noticed I had lost my mucus plug, “it’s happening!” I screamed from the bathroom! Freddie jumped into action, grabbed the list of final things that needed to be packed up as I sat and let things progress a bit more. The tears and emotions were so strong. I started to get the shakes as each contraction came on. I called my doctor, told her it was time, and she said, “I’ll see you soon!” I can’t tell you the excitement Freddie and I were feeling! 

We got into the car around 3:00AM and proceeded to our usual route to get into Manhattan via the Holland Tunnel. However, as we approached, it was very obvious by the cones, flashing lights and police cars that the tunnel was closed and under construction during off-hours. “REMAIN CALM” is all I could think or say. Laughing out loud right now at how Freddie championed the whole situation, pulling up as close as he could to the cones, flashing his lights and honking his horn. The police came into the loudspeaker and literally said: “what are you doing.” Both of us in our N95 masks in the car, me in the back seat and Freddie in the front with the yoga ball, we must have been such a sight to see. The officer approached the car cautiously as Freddie screamed, “MY WIFE, SHE’S IN LABOR! We need to get through the tunnel to get to our hospital!” After flashing his light through the window confirming I was indeed in labor, the officer radioed in and asked if he could escort us through. Unfortunately, they were doing construction on both sides, and it wasn’t possible, so he offered to call us an ambulance (OMG the visuals that were going through my mind). We politely declined and jetted to the Lincon tunnel – another tunnel that brings you into Manhattan – after the officer confirmed it was open. We finally arrived to the city and then to Lennox Hill Hospital. 

It was about 4:00AM, and the hospital was empty. We were both temperature checked at check-in, and I was admitted to triage where I was given a Covid test. I was the only person in triage which, as you can imagine, was very comforting given the current situation and the possibility of having to share that room with two other people. All of the nurses and staff were wearing masks and gloves. I truly felt safe. 

With each contraction, I’d breathe deeply imagining a wave building and then crashing. I’d count in my head, knowing that I could do anything for one minute. Between squats and child’s pose on the bed, a doctor finally came to examine me. To my surprise, I was already 5CM dilated, and they were going to bring me to my labor and delivery room where I would meet Freddie. We texted our families and told them it was time to meet our little girl! 


Freddie met me in the labor and delivery room, and we just held each other. 

I think it’s important to pause here to reflect on the depth of coming together in that room for the first time. For so many weeks leading up to that moment, we were unsure if we were going to be able to be by each other’s side for the birth of our first born. The Covid pandemic caused a tremendous amount of turmoil and created uncertainty and doubt around what labor and delivery would look like for us – what our birth plan looked like. Not knowing if my husband and father of my baby would be able to be with me was truly gut-wrenching. In the moment that we came together in that room, all of that weight was lifted. We had made it. 

We were laughing and joking, just giddy with excitement! Each time I’d look at his face, I was filled with such immense love. He was so ready to go, asking me what I needed, getting me prepped mentally and physically. He was truly my coach through this. Just as we had trained with our doula since she wasn’t allowed to be there. With her on text, we were a tight team of three ready to take on this labor with an insane amount of excitement and confidence. 

With my labor meditation music playing, Freddie (literally) at my back massaging, we worked through each contraction. The nurses showed him how to read the monitor so he’d tell me when one was coming on, and would then count for me all while pushing on my lower back, holding the heating pad in place, wiping my face with a cold towel, and feeding me ice chips (oh and a popsicle to get my glucose levels up). I swear he had 8 hands. “It’s almost done,” he’d reassuringly tell me. All I could hear was his voice. It’s what got me through each contraction as they mounted. 

Trusting my gut…

When the doctor arrived to examine me around 9AM, she said I was already 7CM dilated. I couldn’t believe I was already that far along and that I was working through each contraction, pain, and all. I consider myself to be pain intolerant, but this was a different kind of pain. I looked at it as a force that would bring me to my baby and knew it was worth the reward. As some of you may remember from me talking about, the Covid pandemic led me down a path of exploring alternative birthing plans and options; home birth vs hospital, drugs vs no drugs. This process (at 36 weeks pregnant mind you) allowed me to discover what it meant to get an epidural; side effects, the use of other drugs to speed up contractions, higher risk of c-section and the list goes on. Not to mention, the thought of a needle in my spine has always been genuinely terrifying to me. Way more terrifying than the idea of going through labor naturally. But I am not one to count anything out, and I remained open to the option that if I felt I needed it, I would get it. 

So when the moment came, and the doctor asked me if I was ready for the anesthesiology to come with the epidural, I said I was. I wasn’t sure how much more intense the pain was going to get, and I felt I was hitting my pain threshold. By the time the anesthesiology got to the room, I asked for one last exam to see how dilated I was. 8CM’s the doctor said! I couldn’t help but think to myself, I’ve made it THIS FAR! I knew deep down it was about to get real AF if I didn’t get the epidural. 

But with the doctor, two nurses, Freddie, and the anesthesiology all standing around me waiting for me to decide, I looked at my doctor and said, “final answer, I don’t want it.” You could cut the tension in the room with a knife. The warnings came on strong. 

“It will get worse, and you might not be able to get it past 9CM”, 

“there’s no going back”

“only 2% of our mama do this” 

“this could be 5 more hours of contractions like this”

“are you sure your certain” 

And so on, all questioning my choice. But I was steadfast in my decision. And with coach Freddie in my corner, I looked at him, and he supportingly said: “trust your gut.” I wanted to be clear. I didn’t know how the epidural would make me feel, I feared it would cloud my experience. I wanted to feel each contraction. I wanted the whole experience. 

Freddie and I looked at each other, knowing how much more intense it was about to get. He kept telling me how proud of me he was and how strong I was. His words fueled my inner power and I pushed through each contraction as they became closer and closer. Stronger and longer.


This is where things get a bit blurry. After the doctor broke my water at 9CM, my contractions sped up without the help of any Pitocin. My body was doing what it was supposed to be doing and I was trusting it every second of the way. I was completely conscious, but I was also unable to communicate when I got to 10CM. I was between my ball on the bedside leaning over the bed, and doing cat-cow positions on the bed. The curling of my lower back into cow was literally the only position that would slightly relieve pain. There was little to no break between contractions. They came on stronger and stronger. Freddie’s voice was the only thing I could hear at this point, “Deep breath in through your nose and OOMMM out” he’d say as he’d make the sound with me. I am so emotional, just writing this. After ten years together, these were indeed our most intimate moments together. I was squeezing his hand so tight and gripping his leg as he stood beside me on my ball, reminding me to breathe. 

I had moments of doubt, tears were streaming down my face, I wasn’t crying, but they were just coming. I kept telling myself to not feel this as pain, but a force that’s naturally bringing my baby into this world. At one point, my doctor said: “Jenny, tell me when you feel like you have to push, when you feel it in your bottom.” And when that moment came, she was ready to go like an athlete is prepared to compete! She seemingly stepped into the rink and started instructing the nurses then Freddie, then me. 

With my knees pulled back, she told me to grab under my thighs and behind my knees, with my elbows wide. Freddie and the nurse were holding my feet. 

“Ok, Jenny, with the next contraction, you’re going to take a deep breath, hold it and push while I count to 10, then release and do it again. We’re going to do this three times during each contraction until she’s here. Ok, Jenny? Do you hear me?” 

I knew she was telling me something so important, I can’t even imagine what the look on my face must have been. In that moment, all I saw were her moving lips, and the only voice I could hear was Freddies, he just kept repeating what she was saying. And just like a break in storm clouds, this silence came over my body before we went into our first push. I became so clear and determined again. I knew I was so close! 

I went through 3 rounds of 3 pushes, Freddie enthusiastically declaring after each push, “I can see her! She’s almost here,” gave me so much more confidence to keep pushing. Knowing it was working, and she was so close! 

18 minutes later, my doctor screamed, “open your eyes” as I neared the last push, and that’s when I heard her cry as her little body was lifted to my chest. The pain was immediately replaced by a wave of emotion that I can only describe as euphoric. It was an out of body experience. I went from being in my body to being completely in my soul and heart as I clutched the life that we created, our daughter, to my chest. I was sobbing with happiness. Freddie kept saying, “you did it, Jenny, you did it” as we held each other and our little girl. Tears are streaming down my face right now as I write this, I never ever want to forget this feeling. It was the most divine moment of my entire life. 

As I sit here in bed now with her cradled in my arms sleeping, and Freddie sleeping on the pillow right below her, I look down and see my whole world. We created her out of so much love. I never understood how sacred the creation of life was until I went through this. It was a deeply profound and spiritual experience I can only thank God for giving me. 

Her Name…

Ever since I was a little girl, the name Lucy has always been at the top of my girls name list – it’s sweet yet strong, classic and elegant. You can imagine my surprise when I found out that  Freddies two grandmothers we’re both named Lucy.

The meaning of Lucy is light, and light encompasses all that is pure, good, and holy. It’s a name that honors her Daddys Italian Heritage. They used to call Freddies grandma on his moms side St. Lucy because she lived so selflessly and loved her family so immensely – an attribute that Freddie strongly emulates with his own. I love hearing stories about her that we will one day share with our little Lucy.

Marie comes from her Godmother and auntie Kristin Marie. A beautiful soul who I’ve come to know and love as my sister over the past decade. Someone who’s shown me unconditional love and acceptance from day one. I only hope to raise our little Lucy as well as Laura and Fred – Freddies mom and dad – have with their two children. I fell in love with Freddie over a decade ago, but what I lovingly joke sealed the deal was how much I loved his family as well. Words can’t express what they each mean to me.

It’s an honor to be a Cipoletti and to bring another little Cipoletti into a family that’s considered me apart of theirs since day one. Lucy Marie Cipoletti, you come from a long line of thoughtful, passionate and kind hearted souls, and your name name is deeply symbolic of just that.


Wow, Jenny, wow! Thank you thank you from the bottom of my heart for sharing your story. The world needs more positive birth stories and I love how connected you were, not only with your husband as coach, but with your baby as you breathed her out. You are such an inspiration to me as I am a few months out from my birth story, praying for an experience very similar to yours. I want to breathe in the experience and fully embrace this natural process and feel connected and euphoric. Hearing your story and visualizing my own birth story are building a much needed framework for my reality. Again, thank you for sharing. My heart was swelling and happy as I read. xoxo

I have never been so moved by a birth story! I’m sitting here, 15 weeks pregnant with my first child with tears streaming down my face. You are truly an inspiration!

Thank you for the beautiful and inspiring story! And congratulations! Your little Lucy is so beautiful! Take care xoxo

Congratulations Jenny ❤️thank you for sharing with us your beautiful story, can’t wait to watch her grow with you ❤️ I had tears reading what you went through

Beautiful story! Congratulations! I’m due with my first baby girl in September #goals

This was so beautiful to read, and makes me sooo look forward to having my own baby some day. Thank you for sharing, and congratulations. Cheers to motherhood <3

I can totally relate to that first part on being scared of ever going through pregnancy and labour and never reading or hearing much positivity on the matter. I’ve heard a few horror stories that has terrified me so much that I have constantly questioned if it’s the path for me. However. I’m so happy to read your beautiful story and positive experience. It is so refreshing to read such an honest story that is positive. You are so strong and Lucy looks so like you!

I’m so proud of you for doing it natural! It’s so disappointing though that your doctor/nurse tried to talk you out of it. I’m glad you trusted yourself, as there are many side effects to the epidural. No judgment but I would definitely say you made the right choice. Congrats!

Beautiful! I’m also pregnant with a baby girl and I was stressing about being induced because my doctor mentioned it but after reading your story…I’m thinking otherwise. Congratulations on your little blessing and thank you for sharing.

Wow!! Such a beautiful story! I am a long way away from having my first child, but your story gives me hope that I will be alright! Congratulations!!! Enjoy every moment with your perfect baby girl☺️

Chère Jenny
Reading your story on my way to work in the morning gave me goosebumps and made me emotional! I myself am a bit worried of giving birth because of the pain but I truly believe, when you say, that it’s another pain because there’s a reason to get through it. Can’t wait to experience pregnancy and birth one day. You make it look so filled with love. I wish your family nothing but happiness!
Bisous Nathalie

Wow, this was absolutely beautiful. I really appreciate you sharing your positive birth experience. As you said in the post, not enough good births are shared. I really felt your emotions expressed though your writing, I just loved this story. Little Lucy is absolutely gorgeous! So happy for you guys!

Beautiful story! It made me Tear up remembering my own birth story. I was also afraid of the epidural but got one anyway and girl…it was amazing until I had to push and no amount of drugs will help that! You have had such a stressful final few weeks of pregnancy, I’m so happy for you that your birth plan went as you wanted. Much love to you and your new family!

Thank you for the beautiful, authentic and inspiring story. I am due in July and your story makes me feel so empowered. Love & light to you and baby girl!

A woman once told me (when I was almost due with my firstborn) that when a woman gives birth, God is inviting her to PARTICIPATE in a miracle. A true miracle. And women get to actively participate. Seeing birth as that kind of invitation from God changed my outlook forever. You’re so wise to have so much trust for how God divinely created your body for this. This was such a beautiful birth story. Sending you the warmest congratulations. You experienced it in a way few women get to in this interventionist modern world we live in.

Jenny, that was so beautiful. Thank you so much for writing such a positive birthing story. From a mom of three (who also chose natural), it’s like no other experience. God Bless you and little Lucy. I’ve so enjoyed following you and all of your beautiful images and travels over the years. It’s always so inspiring. Take good care

Thank you so much for sharing! I had tears in my eyes reading this because it reminded me of my birth story. I tried to go natural and I got through 2 hours of pushing before I had to get an epidural because I couldn’t get her out. I remember when the nurse told me that I could still get an epidural and I had no idea I was allowed to at that point. She asked if I wanted one and right away I said yes. My husband said “thank god!” it was such a special experience and I’m so glad yours was great and you were able to have your husband there.

Thank you for sharing! What a beautiful birth story! Reminded me of my baby girls birth. Like you said, it’s a feeling you never want to forget and you never will. Hope you are recovering well and congrats to the new mommy and daddy. May God bless your beautiful family!

Absolutely magnificent! Thank you for sharing this deeply personal moment! I cried a few times reading it! Congratulations! Your Lucy is a doll!


I am weeks away from birthing my third child, and your experience inspires my desires to birth naturally. Thank you for sharing your intimate perspective.

Congratulations to your family. Enjoy every minute! ☀️

Jenny, thank you for sharing this beautiful story! Congratulations to your little light. I hope you enjoy your new life as 3 to the fullest.

Bisou from Berlin

Such a beautiful birth story. Thank you for sharing for all of us pregnant women who need some positivity around giving birth at this time

Thank you so much for sharing your story! So happy for you that Lucy now brightens up your life! She is a lucky girl to have you! Thank you so much for letting us be part of this! So much love!

I love this! I had a fully natural birth as well because just as you said, I wanted to experience every moment. It was the best moment of my life and the most intimate time for me and my husband. We were a team and we did it together. It was truly magical ❤️

Thank you for posting your experience! I’m currently 20 weeks pregnant and have been debating if I would want an epidural or not. It’s comforting to hear other mama’s experience and it prepares me to make my decision when the time comes. Congratulations on your beautiful baby and good job!!

Thank you for sharing such a beautiful story and experience. Congratulations to you and your beautiful little family. Welcome to the world lovely Lucy!

Congratulations! Thank you for sharing your story!

It was so beautiful and truly inspiring! Congratulations!

Oh sweet Mama your words are so beautiful! I’m 5 years out from my own birth experience but reading your story brought it all back like it was yesterday. Congratulations on your love and your strength! Your husband sounds like your perfect match

Well done, Mama! Congratulations to you both and welcome to this beautiful world, little Lucy xo

Jenny, I am so incredibly happy for you and Freddy! Your writing in capturing this story is beautiful and so emotional- it made me cry! You guys are in my thoughts and I’m wishing your new lovely family all the best

Oh Jenny! What a beautiful story and soooooo beautifully written. I could feel my body tensed reading this, the immediately relax once Lucy was here ! I have been following you for a while now, I can see how kind you are through posts, I can’t wait to see that shine through to Little Lucy. I love the love you and Freddie have it’s something to hold on to ! Congratulations girl

Chills! So well written. Twelve days away from my due date and this just brought so much calm to these last few moments. Thank you!

This made me so emotional! Thank you for sharing such an intimate experience, and going into so much depth. I too fear the needle in the spine, but I’m not as tolerant to pain as you! So inspiring, moving, and humbling to read your birth story. Thank you for sharing, I’ve been so excited to read this. Much love to you and your little family of 4 now! ❤️

Vanessa Salvador

Such a beautiful birth story, I am currently in my 30 week, scared and insecure of what would it be, your story is empowering and inspiring. Thank you so much for sharing this emotional and very personal experience.

Such a beautiful story. I too gave birth to my 3 boys naturally. It is an experience I will treasure and never forget. I am still proud of myself for insisting to the nurses that this was my choice, my doctor was on board with me. My oldest is 30 and I don’t often hear of natural childbirth. Congratulations on your lovely daughter. I also remember the euphoria and deep feelings of love that I had for my baby and husband.

Gosh Jenny, what a beautiful story. I cried reading it! I am pregnant with my third baby, due next month. How you describe having Freddie with you is exactly how I’ve felt having my husband with me. I’m devastated that he can’t be with me this time – it’s truly heartbreaking. But unfortunately that’s the way it will have to be. I keep telling myself that I can do it and that it’ll be another unique and special story all of it’s own.
Thank you for sharing your story – it’s so special. My birthday is 3rd May – such a lovely time of the year to have a birthday! xx

Sandy Polsonilli

Wow what a beautiful story!! It literally brought me to tears. I can feel the love you and your husband have for each other and for your beautiful daughter.
Congratulations and cherish each moment as time does fly by. I have two beautiful daughters myself and love them both as much today as when they were first born.
Love and many blessings to you, your husband and little Lucy.

Such a beautiful story, I hope to experience the same one day. Congratulations Jenny and Freddie! Welcome to the world precious Lucy!

I am so happy and excited for you and your husband! I can already imagine how stylish your baby girl will be. I was also terrified more of the epidural than actually giving birth but when they put your baby on your chest everything is forgotten.

Jenny I’m crying reading this, what a beautiful and moving story! Thank you so much for sharing! xx

What a beautiful post. Thank you for sharing your experience. There were moments in reading this that brought tears to my eyes. So happy for you and your family. Congrats lovely!

Hi Jenny! I grew up with Kristin & Fred in grammar school at Blessed Sacrament in SI and have followed you for a while. Firstly, huge congratulations. We welcomed our baby girl on January 1 and I know what a truly magical experience it was. I wanted to just say how wonderful it was to hear your decision to have an unmediated birth. It’s certainly not for everyone, but I did the same and it was the most empowering moment of my life. I am so happy that I trusted myself in such a critical moment where I could’ve listened to others voices- but instead, trusted my own. Huge congratulations to you and your family. It’s such a wonderful feeling about being a mom to a baby girl

Absolutely beautiful story, Jenny. Thank you for sharing! My husband and I don’t have a child yet but your story brought me so much hope for the day we do. As well as excitement to get there! Thank you. Xo

Tears streaming down my face just reading this! What a beautiful birth story and baby girl. The biggest congrats to you, Jenny & Freddy. Welcome to the world little Lucy Marie!

I’m sobbing happy tears! Thank you so much for sharing your story! So beautiful! I have 2 boys and I relate to almost everything you have written here! The stories you hear about giving birth and how different a persons experience can be! Absolutely loved your birth story! Blessings!

Thanks so much for sharing your story. Today I’m 29 weeks and I can not wait to meet our little baby girl. I hope to have as good of birth as yours. Best wishes on your new adventure with baby Lucy.

Beautiful, Jenny!! You are a strong woman and a beautiful momma! Thank you for sharing your story. I could t help but laugh out loud when you got to the closed bridge. Like, of course, that would happen! A scene right out of a movie!

Wow this was so beautifully written, it made me cry. And has made me feel less scared about having an unmedicated birth. Thank you for sharing with us.

Congratulations!! Love these sweet photos and your beautiful birth story! It brought a tear to my eye. Thank you so much for sharing and best wishes for you, Freddie and sweet little Lucy! <3


I did not expect my eyes to fill up when reading this, but they 1000% did. This was a beautiful moment that you recounted so eloquently. Thank you for sharing such a special moment with us! Congrats to you and Freddie on sweet baby Lucy. x

Tears were in my eyes reading this. Congratulations on the birth of your precious Lucy. Thank you for sharing your birth story with someone who feels the same way you did about the unknown of pregnancy and labour. My husband and I will be married 10 years in September, no kids yet. It was just really encouraging to hear your story. Thank you for opening up to a stranger and blessing me in the way that you did.

Lauren Danielle Bermudez

Not afraid to admit I teared up reading this. One of the most beautiful birth stories I have ever read. Congratulations to you and Freddie. Welcome sweet Lucy, it truly is a wonderful world.

What a beautiful birth story. Thank you so much for sharing. Congratulations beautiful mama!

Congratulations on your new baby girl! Thank you for sharing your beautiful photos and story, x


Oh, Jenny, that was such a beautiful story of Lucy’s birth. I read it with tears in my eyes. Love to you and your beautiful family ♥️

Congratulations! Welcome to baby Lucy Marie. So glad your experience was a splendid one. As a former childbirth educator and mother of 5, I can guarantee you, this wonderful, life changing event will forever be etched in your heart. My 5 certainly are and each and every one is special and unique. All the best to the 3 of you!

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