Here I am, tired, after laboring 24 hours. I was really hungry and exhausted, the baby was tired too, but showing up OK on the monitor. Geoffrey slipped me a little sip of his Sprite when the nurse wasn't looking to keep me going (ha ha). We tried everything to keep this delivery a vaginal one, but in the end I was wheeled to the operating room.
I like thinking I was in an episode of ER or something: drama drama drama! Actually, I'm glad we chose to do the C section when we did, the baby wasn't in trouble heartwise, or stuck in the birth canal, or anything too dramatic. It just seemed like the right way to put an end to this labor that wasn't dilating beyond an 8 and was taking forever!
This is how C sections are done. Who knew??! I'm glad it's over, that's all I've got to say.
Yay! Here is the triumphant moment when they pulled this beautiful, strong, kicking and crying baby out of my womb. After they pulled him out they held him up over the curtain so that I could see him. He looked so healthy and strong! I loved him immediately.
We were all surprised at how big he was!
Here he is the next day in Deena, his grandmother's arms. We already love this new addition to our family and can't imagine we could have ever lived without him.