The birth of our son was planned because he was breech. We had a scheduled C-Section so we don't have any crazy stories about how my water broke at the grocery store or how I was in labor for 24 hours. We just woke up on Tuesday, got our things ready, said goodbye to our dogs, and went to the hospital.
The thought of a C-Section scared the crap out of me. Even though it is a routine procedure it still made me very nervous. I wasn't just having a baby. I was being cut open as well AND you are awake while they do it. However, all I wanted was a healthy baby and if this is how God wanted Alex to come into the world than so be it.
We arrived at the hospital, got situated in our labor and delivery room and then started waiting. The only two things that kept me calm was Daniel by my side and the sound of Alexander's heartbeat on the fetal monitor. I couldn't believe in just a matter of hours we were going to meet our son.
Once we arrived in the operating room I really started to freak out. Daniel had to get suited up and wait outside until they were done prepping me which I really didn't like. I wanted him in there the whole time holding my hand. Surprisingly enough the epidural was not bad at all. It was the numbing shot they give before the epidural that totally sucks! It feels like someone has set your back on fire. However the anesthesiologist was amazing. He walked me through everything he did and was constantly checking on me. He could tell I was nervous and kept talking to me to keep me calm. Once the shots set in I was numb from the chest down which was really odd. They quickly set the blue curtain up and Daniel was allowed to come in and sit down before they started.
Things moved really fast from there. Before I knew it the doctors asked Daniel if he had a camera and if he wanted to stand up and watch. I started hearing doctors say "one foot is out", "there is the other foot", and "we have another arm". I felt a lot of tugging, pulling, and pressure inside my abdomen. It is weird to feel so much but not feel pain at all. Then I heard Daniel tell me they had him all the way out. About a minute later they brought him around curtain to show him to me before they cleaned him up and then I heard him start to cry. It was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard.
They cleaned him up quickly, swaddled him and brought him to me. I couldn't stop crying. He was perfect. A perfect little angel.
We spent Tuesday-Friday in the hospital and got to go home Friday afternoon. We have since been spending a lot of time snuggling as a family of three and staring at our sweet baby. We can't believe he is really ours and are in constant awe of what a blessing he is to us and our families.
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