In the end, Lydia was born red (except for her hands and feet) and crying. There was very little molding on her practically perfectly shaped head. Travis did not end up catching her, which was the original plan, since he was putting pressure on my lower back. (But in the end he was okay with not catching her, though he feels more confident about doing it next time.) Travis did cut the cord, though. One neat thing was that the sex of our baby was not announced to us, but we were able to discover it for ourselves.
After things had settled down we all had some birthday cake: pineapple upside down cake that LB made for us. It was delicious!
LB is also a blogger, and if you'd like to read her account of the birth, please go here.