Guess who arrived?
Three days old (I think)
My memory is slightly foggy but that is just a side effect of sleep deprivation.
Our perfect little people are here.
On Tuesday at 4am we received a phone call from the very calm husband of the fantastic M saying that the babies “maybe on the way”.
The birth story is long, and I will hopefully write about it in detail but here is the highlights:
They arrived via c-section at 6:05 pm and 6:07 PM, as you know a c was not the plan and M laboured away from 4am to 4pm when c-sectionwas again discussed, if my memory is right, M dilated to 6cm at 8am and then stopped. The doctor (whom I think made the right recommendation) just said that it’s too risky, because he was still breach (he did turn transverse for a while), and the labour wasn’t progressing.
Baby A came screaming into the world at 6:05 PM weighing 5 pounds 12 ounces. She gave a nice huge cry as soon as she came out (we think they cleaned her up in the OR and we were outside the OR).
Baby B came out breach and from what I was told it was hard to get him out (he loved M’s ribs) at 6:07 pm, and they moved him directly into the room where we were. For what felt like an eternity but was only a few minutes he did not cry, we were told that his heart didn’t stop pumping he just wasn’t breathing yet. The team worked on him, and if you have never had an NICU team work on your baby then let me tell you it was like ER, there was a nurse yelling at the other staff to move and hurry and alterternately yelling at our little boy to breathe.
It was the worst 2 minutes of my life. Yet I didn’t cry (and still haven’t). All I could think was he has to be fine.
There is no other option.
Apparently his cord had a “true knot” (something they did not know until after the c section) and we were told that doing a vaginal birth would have been very dangerous and stressful on the little guy so we are so so so grateful for M’s willingness to have a c-section, yet again she proven what kind of a person she is, caring, generous and selfless…
We were so grateful for them to come into the world on tuesday, and so terrified that something would go wrong, it was such an intense day that days later we were visited by M’s original OB (who was there tuesday morning) she told us that she went home and bawled her eyes out because she couldn’t be there when the babies were born (she was at the end of her 24 hour on call shift), she said it was the first time in her career that’s ever happened.
More details on the days that follow their birth in another post.
For now I will leave you with a quote and some pics.
Our neighbour brought this amazing painting to us last night and it says
“For a long time, there were only
footprints & laughter
in our dreams
& even from
such small things,
we knew we could not wait
to love you forever.
(our neighbours get it – they get surrogacy – they get being infertile – they get it).
Little A (giraffe)
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