She supported me while I faced each hurdle ahead. Sitting beside me while I filled out forms to terminate my pregnancy, holding me close when I couldn't go through with it, keeping me steady during the shakiest moments of my pending pregnancy journey. She taught me things that I hadn't learned to do when I gave birth to my first child, like encouraging me to create a birthing plan, and she checked on me weekly as belly and anxiety grew. She brought me food, measured my stomach and told me tiny, beautiful details about my baby along the way. When she wasn't answering my many questions or soothing my growing concerns, she was helping my partner became another support system for me when she wasn't around, taking time to teach him things about my changing body and changing hormones while encouraging him, too, of his own capabilities as my partner, as a father.