Back in March we had our baby boy! Easton Duke was born on March 27th, 2013. The day before he was due. We went in to be induced, and after 14 hours of labor I had to have a c-section. Something I was not planning for. I am pretty sure I cried for an hour straight waiting to go back. I finally needed to close out the world and put earplugs in and started to play my playlist I had made for the occasion. (Which I didn't listen to much because I pretty much watched Supernatural and Greys Anatomy all day to keep my mind from the pain.) Anyways, the first song to play was Promises by Sanctus Real. WOW! God knew how to calm me down in my time of need. Shortly after I listened to that song we went back to have him.
I am not sure if my thoughts going through my head were normal or the drugs thinking for me. But you can totally feel the pressure of what their doing. So here I was laying there thinking "She's totally cutting me with a scalpel right now." Which is probably why they that sheet up so you can't see. Because I found it cool that it was happening but seeing it probably would of been a total different experience. When I heard Easton's cry for the first time, I can't even explain the feeling I had. My I think I even cried out as well.
We all joked about David passing out while having Easton! He didn't! But he came super close! He got a little light headed and made him sit down and have some juice. They brought Easton over so I could look at him, and he was the most beautiful thing I laid my eyes on. After that they took both my boys back to my room as they finished me up. I wasn't expecting the next words to be said..Because we had already been through a lot in my opinion.
"Mrs Nottingham, we having to take the baby down to the NICU." I don't know if it was the drugs or just remembering the song that played earlier. But I knew he would be alright and was safe.
I got back to the room, and it was empty except for my parents. Once I saw them I started to cry again. I kept thinking this is my fault I shouldn't of decided to be induced, I should of just waited. But my dad comforted me and so did my mom. (I have the best parents!)
Let me tell you the first 12 hours of his life were the longest 12 hours of my life! Even though I laid my eyes on him in the operating room for like 2 seconds it felt like. Instead of getting to hold him that night I got to watch him on a TV screen.
The days in the hospital were kinda a blur. Alot of things I had planned didn't go the way I wanted. But isn't that most of the time? God had a plan for me. But it was a learning experience.
David and I have been blessed with a great baby. He makes me smile everyday with his smiles and the sounds he makes. Almost everytime I say I love him, he coos back at me. We are truly blessed.
2013 has been a year of challenges and God teaching me. I plan to get into this and share what has been going on. Because I feel that good things are still to come.
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