Troy's Birthday

Having a scheduled C-section at 2:30 pm is kind of cruel.  I was not allowed to eat or drink anything after midnight the night before.  Not even water!  I was so thirsty by the time we checked into the hospital at 12:30 pm, but I was also nervous, so I never really got hungry. 

 Our drive up PCH to Hoag Hospital in Newport Beach was kind of surreal, realizing that the next time I would be in that car the car seat we had installed weeks ago would have our precious little boy inside.  It was a beautiful sunny day, September in Southern California really is the best.  We arrived at the hospital at 12:30 for pre-op stuff.  They put us in a room and started me on an IV.  The nurse couldn’t get the IV in the first time, and I actually started to panic at that point.  These people are about to cut me open and take a baby out of me, and they can’t even get an IV in my arm?  I got pretty dizzy and light headed and just wanted it to be over.  Thankfully a different nurse came in to do it the second time and she was successful right away. 

The last belly shot, so ready to meet this little boy!

Pre-op - I wasn't too nervous yet.

 

Adam all suited up

 

 My OB and the Anesthesiologist came in next to go over how this would all be happening, I signed some forms and then they left.  This was really happening.  I was about to meet this little baby I had been carrying around for 40 weeks.  They took me into the operating room, Adam wasn’t allowed in quite yet.  It was so cold and sterile in there and I started to tremble.  It is such a crazy experience. They then would give me the epidural and get me all numbed up.  Adam still wasn’t there, so the nurse helped me through that part.  I was worried that I might vomit from the drugs, because it does often happen to women, but thankfully I avoided that.  It’s strange to  hear everything that’s going on but not feel anything.  Apparently they tried 3 times to put the catheter in, and then just to hear the count of all the tools and things they are about to do.  Thankfully Adam entered the room and I felt much more at ease as he sat by my head and held my hand. 

 It wasn’t long before I heard the most amazing sound.  A baby crying, my baby, he was here,  he was breathing, I couldn’t see him, but I could feel his presence and I just started sobbing and I looked over at Adam, who I have only see cry a few times in the 11 and half years we’ve been together, but tears were streaming down his cheeks too. Suddenly we were a family of three, and it felt so wonderful.  I wanted so badly to see my sweet crying baby, when my favorite nurse, Katie, brought him for a quick peak around the curtain and Adam went over to the warmer and got his first look at him up close and was able to cut the cord and take pictures.  They then brought him back behind the curtain so I could kiss his sweet chubby cheeks and tell him I loved him, so, so much.  I couldn’t believe how he looked just like his Daddy.  His round face and sweet little eyebrows melted my heart.

Proud daddy cutting the cord

Look at those chubby cheeks!

All swaddled and ready to meet mommy!

 

Adam and Troy went off to the recovery room while the doctors continued to stitch me up.  It wasn’t long before I made my way into the recovery room to be able to hold and nurse my sweet boy for the first time.  What an incredible feeling.  Truly, there just aren’t words to describe the depth of love and joy I had at that moment.  My boy was here, healthy and eating and just so perfect.  I was in heaven.  They took us to the postpartum room, which at Hoag Hospital would come with an ocean view.  We would spend the next 3 nights there, but, the recovery and coming home story will have to come at a later time, it’s time for me to feed this baby.  How lucky I am to be a mom, it really is the best job in the world.

So, so happy to have this little boy in my arms