My opinion changed daily whether I was excited having a schedule or if surprise labor was actually better. Since day one I had plans and goals on getting certain things accomplished. Even down to that last week I needed to have bags packed, rooms ready, house cleaned, laundry done, the list goes on and on. I in theory could check everything off the list but only percentage of each was completed. Laundry: 85% complete, bags: not everything got packed, rooms: livable, clean house: lets not go there. When it came to Thursday and Friday, I didn't magically get energy to accomplish last minute goals, but received last minute peace to not care.
Saturday we arrived two hours prior to surgery to do pre-op hub bub. I am assuming since it was Saturday everyone was there are ready to roll quickly so they could get on with their weekend. The sleep crew were super nice and very comforting, they helped put my (normal) anxiousness at ease. I was a little jumpy at first, to which I have no problems admitting. I am very ticklish & very jumpy...being nervous makes it worse. The doctors and nurses assured me I was alright. Once the doctor began a few simple adjustments needed to be made for me and my anesthesia and then a few more for me and my nausea. Very shortly into the procedure the tone in the air changed. The doctor had cut an unseen vein running across my uterus. (He later said it was like turning on a faucet, wide open.) We heard him ask for another doctor and blood-and to be sure it was warm before it got there. I tried to ask what was going on, but the subject was changed and I knew it was for the best.




The doctors, nurses and sleepy crew did what they were trained to do and at 8:48 Nathaniel came out crying. Proud Daddy got to go right over and do as I instructed, "Take lots of pictures." Shortly after they came over to give me kisses. Did it matter what was going on behind that sheet? Nope. There was a precious gift next to me.


The family waited knew something was going on back in surgery. Plenty of nurses kept running through, but tried to reassure everyone that things were alight. We later found out about the vein the doctor cut, my "pain" was not in my head, the cord was around Nathaniel's neck, his heart rate was elevated and that he would have jaundice. Our family has been truly blessed this week. With Guiding Hands my surgeons and nurses were able to attend to my needs; our baby boy is absolutely perfect, no problems with jaundice; & all of our needs are met.
We are healthy and happy beyond any measures.







Nathaniel was greeted with love from tons of family.







Of course the nurse came to get him in between to clean him and evaluate him...
Once the nurse returned with Nathaniel she exclaimed she had found something.
She picked him up, turned him over to show us two white spots of hair on his head.
Our boys are truly special, but I didn't need anyone tell me that.