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The Birth of my Beautifuls (cont.)

 

Natalya is a different little beautiful than my Georgianna... My girls look so  different but so much like sisters. I love it. I love it that I get to be their mama. How lucky could I get?!

 

Meeting my babies for the first time is so amazing! Hello little person! How does it feel to be so beautiful and sweet and good?!

 

The favorite thing about both my girls are their noses. And I love their cheeks. They have similar cheeks.

 

 Once again, we didn't know if it were a boy or girl. We left for the hospital around 10am. It was snowing and all in all just a lovely winter day. Such happy feelings in our hearts. Nothing, NOTHING, like my first birth. O I was so excited! ...Apprehensive, of course, but happy! We stopped @ Walmart for a pillow and a phone charger for my phone. I was so hungry. Pregnant and STARVING. My C-section was scheduled for 2pm, but we had to be at the hospital by 11am.

 

We arrived, parked, and entered the doors. My stomach only turned a little over bad memories when we entered the maternity ward. The smell and the stuffy air was the same. I even recognized some of the nurses.

 

My triage room was the same...I thought of some bad memories and shed a few tears...I wasn't cold this time...I was prepared. I put two sexy gowns on...and we sat on the bed to wait...and wait.

 

 it was time...took lots of info. Got my IV's...and Rebecca arrived to offer her care and support. She's such a dear to have around. I'll miss her at my 3rd childbirth... I had a different anesthesiologist this time. An older gentleman. I meet Dr Bloch. She jokes with me..."Which holiday are you having your third baby on? Easter?" I like her.

 

Off I go on my beautiful bed. Being wheeled like a princess. It feet like I should wave.

 

I'm terrified of the needle. I can't imagine that LONG horrid thing going into my spine. O dear Lord, no! But it does and the nurse holds my hands as it goes in. I'm emotional. I don't go through labor but I feel...fragile.

 

I'm trapped again...strapped down. My hands strapped on the table wings. I can't even itch my nose if it needed it. Rebecca and Ian walk in all scrubbed up. (How do woman have babies without a husband/partner, is my question.) They stay by my head. This anesthetic is better than last time. I don't feel foggy in the head. I can breath this time. It doesn't feel heavy on the chest.

 

Dr Bloch begins. I feel, but I don't feel the pain. Tugging, TUGGING. Pulling...pushing. Dr. Nascue (spelling?) pushes down on my ribs and suddenly...

 

...NEW LIFE enters the world. It's a girl. Another beautiful, perfect, little girl. And no one loves her as much as Ian and I.

 

She is healthy and so am I. Ian cuts the cord and watches Rebecca as she cares for her. They place her on my chest and watch me as I look at her for the first time ever. She cries and I love her cry. They don't take her away until I'm ready. Rebecca and Ian take her while Dr Bloch stitches me up. Half of my uterus refuses to contract so it takes forrrevvvver before I'm ready for my room.

 

Ian and Rebecca dressed Natalya and hand her over to me. I WANT my baby. ALL to myself. We have a room to ourselves and sit and look at each other. and then at Natalya. And then at each other. Content. And overflowing with love.

 

I hand Natalya over to Ian and sink into the deepest sleep. All is well. This is the way a birth should be. The way it should have been the first time. What I should have been able to give Georgie.