Hudson's birth

Week 1:

I am so determined to stay up on my blogging this time around.  I feel that I have lost a lot of my memories of the boys in the last few years.  So I would love, love, to retain something of this next year of watching Hudson grow!  Here is my effort to keep on top of things!!

C-section and Delivery:  The c-section.  The event I had been dreading, praying, and sweating over.  It finally came.  An early delivery (7am) meant an early arrival time (5am), which was fine with me because I never sleep all that well the night before.  And I didn't.  With Noah and Luke I entered the hospital under the premise of trying to deliver the baby naturally (or quite unnaturally in my cases), but this time around surgery was all planned and booked.  We just had to arrive!  Everything went so smoothly, the IV was placed, (even in the small things a virtually painless IV was such a huge blessing), drugs were administered (no yucky drink!), I took about 20 trips to the bathroom (nervous) and we were ready to go!  But in the end as we were about to enter the OR an emergency c-section sent us into the recovery room to wait.

Pre delivery!

Our time came and I will be totally honest, I was pretty freaked out at this point.  But God so graciously provided comfort; my very kind OB held my arm while I was getting my spinal done.  No hubbies allowed anymore at this point!  And a very kind anesthesiologist who not only comforted and talked me through much of it; he also told me at one point, it's ok you can hold my hand, I guess I was grasping for something to hold onto!  You know what song kept running through my head at this point?  Rock of ages cleft for me, let me hide myself in Thee.  There is such a sweetness to this song.   And such a sweetness to call God my rock in the midst of a surgery.

There are so many little snippets I can recall, first was hearing Hudson cry and then nothing!  I can remember saying, is he okay?  Why isn't he crying?  He was fine and once he was out, he demonstrated just how okay his lungs were, for about two hours!!  Yikes.  The delivery was a bit rough.  Thanks to a combo of scar tissue and big baby.

Another thing I can recall is overhearing a nurse talking about 'his coloring looked very bad'.  Mommy ears for sure!  I am not sure how I heard this but before I had a moment to ask a question I then overheard, we should probably get him some juice.  What? Juice?... Someone must have seen my confusion and cleared it all up for me.  The poor male student who was observing his first c-section had passed out!  He was a great sport about it all and even came back to thank me for allowing him to observe the surgery.  Yes, you are very welcome for causing you to feel faint and woozy!  Anytime.

Soon I was out of surgery.  Ready to hold and cuddle our sweet little, still at this point, screaming baby boy!  Such a joy to be out!  Such a joy to be done!

Thanks for reading,
Heidi

(obviously a bit behind in my posting but still wanted to share this!)