The husband and I welcomed a son on January 5th, 2012 at 10:17pm. Timothy Blair was born tipping the scales at 7lbs, 2oz. His middle name is after my Dad - who is an important person in my life, so I was happy to share the namesake with my firstborn.
I ended up having to be induced, and once the medication was flowing, labour came quite quickly from what I've heard from the doctors. Having never given birth, I couldn't tell you, but the reaction of the nurses and on-call doctor was that it moved very quickly. From the breaking of my water to Timothy entering into the world we had just over 3 hours.
It was quite terrifying for us. During labour Timothy had a strong heartbeat and everything seemed to be going well (aside from my epidural wearing off!) And then, as he started to crown, the doctor called for the Respiratory Therapist to be paged to come to our delivery room. Our little guy had his umbilical cord wrapped not once, but twice around his neck and had inhaled meconium. When the little tugboat emerged there was no sound, no cry - no shriek that all mothers hope to hear. He had no vital signs. The RT came in and there was a hush in the back of the room as 6 people tended to my baby.
Nothing was scarier, it was terrifying.
I was a wreck. Timothy was whisked away to the Neo-Natal Intensive Care Unit (NICU) and I was left on the hospital bed to be take care of by the nurses and doctor. The tears wouldn't stop flowing. My husband was able to go back and forth to the NICU to see how he was doing, but I was helpless as I lay there waiting for news and praying for a positive outcome.
By the grace of God and a fantastic staff and a wonderful RT who pumped oxygen to Timothy for over an hour, our little guy yelped out a pathetic scream saying 'what the heck'. I wasn't there, but I can imagine it was the greatest sound in the world. He spent the first night in the NICU and was closely monitored by the nurses there. 4 hours later I still hadn't held him or seen him.
Finally I was able to see my son. And he was perfect.
I am so thankful every day for this little guy. He is the most yummy, adorable baby ever. And he already has a personality. He frustrates easily if he can't latch for his feeding, but once he's on, he gulps like a champ. He loves to be held and snuggle and I'm pretty sure adores his Daddy. And his Dad and I couldn't be happier.
We are that more complete.
Welcome to the world my son.
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