It’s been a week since the birth of our second son, and this time has just been so incredibly blissful! Last Sunday morning was supposed to be a day of quiet and yet anxious anticipation – our scheduled C-section was for the next morning, and we needed to be at the hospital at 5:30am. Sunday was going to be a relaxed day – a day where I could take care of the last minute details like sweeping the floor, or getting our 4-year-old to pick up the toys in his game room that I’d been letting him leave out for days now.
Instead, I was woken up by cramping uterine contractions, first randomly intervallic at 10 minutes to an hour apart… I called my mom just in case they really were the real deal, but I felt certain they were just a false alarm – I told her not to worry, maybe I just was constipated! I was going to send my husband to go buy some prune juice. Fast forward 4 hours, we decided to go to the hospital, but I wanted to make a quick (psycho) stop at a local Wal-mart trying to find a purple shampoo for my hair, and prune juice (I still didn’t believe they were the real thing) all while I was having contractions steadily 5 minutes apart (and had been for 2 hours straight). We get to the hospital, contractions were then at 2-3 minutes apart and extremely painful. The dr. confirmed the baby needed to be born today – unless I wanted to try for an unplanned VBAC (Vaginal birth after c-setion) – haha… no!
After watching my contractions on a computer screen that measured their duration and intensity, she decided the baby needed to come out ASAP!
It’s hilarious how in denial I was – I didn’t want to have the baby that day, I still needed to sweep the floor (oh wow). My husband took charge and got us there in time for it to still be a C-section, thank God I can depend on his judgment – otherwise we would’ve been on the news as the couple who had a baby at Wal-mart because the wife couldn’t decide which shampoo to buy!
The experience at the hospital, from the C-section to being discharged, was so wonderful.
Now we are in full swing of caring for our newborn, and relaxing in the concept of being a family of 4. Family of 4 sounds so beautiful. Words just can’t describe how thankful I am for a healthy baby (no issues at all), for how long he waited to come out (instead of being premature), and for a normal hospital experience (no Neonatal Intensive Care Unit). Our first son’s birth was so dramatic, but that would be a different post.
Now for pictures!
And last, a post-partum pic! I love this part of after-birth… having the weight literally seem to melt off of you! Already have lost 17 pounds since his birth last week… only 7 more pounds to lose until I get back to the pre-pregnancy weight. It is very empowering to know that my body is capable of such an amazing thing such as pregnancy… and to be able to bounce back so fast – it surprised me with my first, but is still surprising with this little one also.
Giving birth and immediately feeling the weight and hugeness of pregnancy (that uncomfortable roundness) disappear is just wonderful. It makes me proud of my body… proud of my health & fitness level… and more respect for my body in knowing exactly what it can do. 🙂