Another memorable moment for me since my last birthday was the birth of JT. From the very beginning I was against being at the hospital. I wanted to by like my father inlaw. Just call me when the delivery is over and I will come in the morning.
I managed to go to the classes and I think I went to all but one doctor's appointment. Even before JT was born I was thinking let me do everything I can in case I only have 1 child.
Relunctly I told Aya that I will be in the delivery room...but I am only standing by her head. I am not watching the delivery. Giving birth over Thanksgiving you realize the hospital is under staffed.
When Aya went into labor, the nurse asked me to hold one leg, while I hold the other. Um, this is going to require me to go south of the equator. Naturally curiosity takes over and I take a peek. Since seeing a baby born in real life was a first time for me, me peeks started to be long stares. Part of my brain is thinking cool...but then the other part is thinking, MY EYES, MY EYES, look away!!
I will skip the gory details. I will say two things. Natural childbirth is pretty amazing. Slow but amazing. Babies don't look like tv babies either. At least not JT. Man, he was ugly! Head was all smashed and all blue.
The second thing....the smell. No one tells you about the delivery. Everyone says, "It is so cool. You gotta see it." You really don't have too...but if you do...there is a weird smell. I dunno if it was just me but I wanted to ask someone, "Do you smell that??" Sadly the nurse and OB were women and Aya probably wasn't in the mood for one of my dumb questions.
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