We brought another Mottram into the world on October 12th at 10:28am. He weighed in at 8lbs 14oz and was 21.5 inches long.
Our delivery journey started at 7:30am when we checked into the hospital for our scheduled c-section. I was a hot mess the better part of the next two hours, mostly because I was scared of the surgery that was to come. The doctors and nurses were great at dealing with my emotions and I felt especially bonded to a couple of them who got me through the surgery without having any major freak outs. Of course I couldn’t have done it without Jamie’s support as well. The moment we first heard Miles cry was overwhelming and brought a different kind of tears to my eyes. I got to see him for a short bit before he had to go off and take care of business while my surgery continued and then I went to recovery.
All was going pretty well until I decided to get more meds for pain in the recovery room, boy did that throw me for a loop. I literally became loopy, all I could do was close my eyes and wait for it to wear off even though I was aware of things going on around me. So, day one in the hospital was amazing because we met our Miles but it was hard due to unwanted side effects so I wasn’t able to really enjoy much time with my new baby boy yet.
The next day was also a bit difficult due to gas pains located in my shoulders and chest. Weird stuff, but I guess air gets in when you have surgery like that so it’s a common thing. When I started having an emotional breakdown to my nurse insisting that I must need to see the doctor because this couldn’t possibly be normal she stayed patient and calm reassuring me that all was very normal. I bet she was spinning cartwheels when her shift ended that day and I was no longer on her case load!
Finally on the third day I came out of my uncomfortable haze and felt more like myself. I was able to get in lots of cuddles with Miles and felt well enough to have Elly come see us and meet her baby brother. Elly seemed a little overwhelmed being in the hospital and didn’t pay a whole lot of attention to Miles but it was so great to see her. During our hospital stay I felt kind of like I was in an alternate universe (possibly caused by percocet) and having Elly visit made my two worlds come together.
I am thankful to the doctors and nurses that took care of Miles and I while we were in the hospital. Well, aside from the one night nurse who kicked Miles out of the nursery two nights in a row due to his passionate crying. Who can blame him for wanting to be held all night by his Mommy and Daddy? But another nurse made up for that nurse’s lack of patience when she happily rocked Miles in the wee hours so we could rest. I’ve been sending her gifts everyday we’ve been home to bribe her to come live with us. I am thankful that all went well with the surgery and that all is going well with my recovery. Hopefully my body will soon realize that I did not give birth to sextuplets so I only need to provide enough nourishment for one baby. I am beyond thankful for this sweet baby boy, my son, who is now part of our family. I couldn’t be happier and I think he is just perfect, even if he is nocturnal.