My c-section was scheduled so we knew when our baby would be born. I slept an hour and a half the night before. Finally got out of bed at 4 am on April 16th. The anticipation was driving me crazy. So many emotions running through my mind! I showered, did my hair, makeup...why not...I needed something to keep me busy. We got to the hospital at 6 am. Our c-section was scheduled for 8 am.
We walked into labor and delivery and were sent to our own room for prep. I undressed, put the fancy shmancy gown on and laid down in bed. The clock seemed to tick by so sloooooow! I was not very nervous, just excited. Jerry was getting pretty anxious, it was adorable. Two nurses came in and started asking 500 questions. Mostly about my health history. It was so unreal when I had to discuss my previous pregnancies. I just could not believe where we had been and where we were at in that moment. Though this journey was beyond painful at times, in that moment it was all very much worth it.
The anesthesiologist came in and introduced himself. He was so nice and made me feel so calm. He explained everything he was about to do and constantly asked how I was doing. The epidural was not bad at all. I think my history and all the shots and injections helped prepare me. Everything below my chest was completely numb. He kept asking if I felt anything as he took a needle and poked me. I did not feel a thing...what a crazy feeling. My parents, my sister K, and one of our friends stopped in right before I was rolled into the operating room.
Once they rolled me in they moved me over to another bed. There was my dr...who I absolutely love, three nurses, anesthesiologist, and Jerry. Everyone was so very nice. They all seemed to be as excited as Jerry and I to find out the gender. The rest of it is a bit hazy. I was so surprised at how tired I was. I knew the epidural would make my body numb, but I did not anticipate how tired it would make me. I was struggling to stay awake. I must have looked crazy stretching my eyes wide open. There was NO WAY I was going to miss the birth of my child. The anesthesiologist must have noticed and said that it was ok to shut my eyes. He would not let me miss anything important. So I shut my eyes, but could still hear them working. Jerry was right by my head and reassuring me that everything was ok.
They then said that they were ready to take the baby out. I then felt like I was on a roller-coaster. My whole body was being shaken and pulled. Jerry said my head was all over the place, but that I had the biggest smile on my face. Then the most amazing sound I have ever heard...my child's cry. It was so absolutely beautiful. My dr said that she was going to let daddy tell me the news. He looked at me with the biggest smile and said IT'S A BOY!
It was love at first sight. He was so gorgeous and those chubby cheeks were just adorable. I could not believe I was looking at MY son. I stared as they cleaned him up. Tears were pouring down my face. I have nevre been so happy. The nurse took some ink and put our babies footprints on Jerry's hands. He was such a proud poppa! The nurse then said 8 pounds. A minute later another nurse said, no not 8 pounds. I was told the previous day in an ultrasound that the baby was 7 pounds so I was shocked with 8. The nurse that corrected the first nurse said 8 pounds 3 oz. I could not believe he was so big.
We were both then taken to a recovery room. Jerry went out to tell all of our family and friends that we had a boy. I made him record their reactions since I would not be there. Jerry came back and I said well I guess we need to give this boy a name. We had not had one for sure name, just several we liked. I asked Jerry what he thought and I will never forget the look in his eyes. He had tears in his eyes and said I really love Easton. That was all I had to hear. His middle name is after Jerry's father. My nephew was named after my father and I thought that it would be a great honor for Jerry's father. He was so touched he was crying when we told him.
We stayed in the hospital for 5 days. Though I was terrified to take our baby home I was ready to start our new lives. He is almost 1 month already and has grown so much. I rarely put him down and sniff that baby smell and kiss those chubby cheeks every chance I get!
