Baby C's Arrival

Baby C joined our sweet little family on Tuesday, June 4th and we have never been happier.  With a scheduled repeat C-section it gave me plenty of time to plan and wrap my mind around what was about to happen, but the night before I still could not sleep.  I was scheduled to arrive at the hospital at 5:30 in the morning, so needless to say I went to sleep at about midnight and woke up at 3!  I was just a little excited...

After settling into our room and being hooked up to a million monitors nerves started to kick in as they continually pushed our estimated delivery time.  As the time passed the nurse came in more frequently to check my monitors as baby C's heart rate seemed to keep sporadically dipping and jumping.  My ob actually thought they might have to rush me back to begin as soon as possible, but even with all the commotion this second time around was much smoother and enjoyable than my delivery with M.  My epidural worked just fine and there were no panic attacks in the operating room.  In fact, we were all chatting and laughing as we prepared for baby C to make her entry into this world.

After C was out and I was told she was just fine, my doctor let me know that in fact the cord had been wrapped twice around the neck and tied in a perfect knot.  Needless to say it was a blessing that we had chosen to have a repeat c-section and that it was performed when it was.  I've had to pray on this a lot, because the thought of loosing a child is the worst imaginable thing in the world and it is so easy for the "what ifs" to over take me.  All I know is I am so glad I followed my instincts to have anther c-section and that she was born when she was.  Although I never talk about it, most likely in fear I will become too upset, there is not a day that goes by that I don't think about how blessed I am she is in my life.

After an overwhelming delivery we were so happy to rest and take in the new moments with our sweet girl.  M was born in the evening, so we drifted right off to sleep afterwards.  C was born in the morning so it was interesting how that played into my recovery and exhaustion.

This was the longest I had been away from M and although she visited once I was eager to get home to her.  After 2 nights in the hospital I was ready and allowed to go home.  Sweet M has been so wonderful with her "baby C" that I know they will be the best of sisters.  They do not like to see each other upset and are always in better moods when together.  I thank God every day for my sweet girls.

1st time holding my sweet baby C.

M meets C.

M's favorite part of visiting mommy- the pudding.

M was born on my grandpa's birthday and C was born on my Papa Joe's birthday, a crazy coincidence.

I know these two will love sharing their birthdays. 

 My sweet little miracle baby.