The day was finally here, June 26, 2015, I was nervous to the point of nausea because I had been told horror stories about the anesthesia not working. I was instructed not to have anything to eat or drink after midnight but the nervousness gave me dry mouth so I had a bottle of water on the way to the hospital. When we arrived at the hospital I sign in and anxiously await my name to be called. I hear my name and the nervousness seems to subside. I feel a calmness and an overall assurance that everything will go smoothly. The nurse puts a wrist band on my husband and I and we proceed to the elevator and up to the labor and delivery floor. I was put in a pre-surgery room where I got my IV and was changed into this surgical …show more content…
I cued the nurse and this time he was already on it. Again, I was told that when they are stitching up the peritoneum it always causes severe nausea. At this point my husband was over on the side cutting the baby’s umbilical cord and watching them weigh and measure her. Then they brought her to me and I cried some more tears of joy. She was finally here my angel baby. Lots of photos ensued and she was brought to the nursery. I was then wheeled out and brought to recovery for a while. I was drowsy, extremely thirsty and I wanted my baby. It was then that my husband came in and told me that the baby was having some trouble breathing because she swallowed some of the amniotic fluid while being delivered. I became very concerned and wanted to speak to her pediatrician immediately. The doctor came in and explained to me that this was very common for section babies and that she would be fine. It wasn’t until 8 hours later that I got to hold my baby for the first time. I felt anxious, nervous and sad but happy at the same time because I just wanted her to be healthy. More tears fell, I couldn’t believe that we were parents. She looked just like an angel so soft and cuddly. She smelled so good I couldn’t quit