Things to remember about the night Danny was born:
How concerned Morgan was for me when we were laboring at home, and him running in and out of the bathroom sharing his slushy with me while I was in the tub. He kept saying things like ‘Mommy hurt! Mommy sad!’
How incredibly awake and alert Danny was just after he was born. His little eyes were the brightest I've ever seen.
Jared’s first words: Oh, Hollie, he looks just like Morgan.
My first words: Oh, my baby, my baby!
When I was pushing, I remember begging Dr. Carlson over and over and over to let me get in the tub. Finally he said, ‘There is no tub in here!!! We aren’t even in a delivery room!’ I guess they couldn’t prepare a delivery room fast enough, so we delivered in a triage room.
Seven other babies were born that day, including a set of twins.
The nurses kept telling us if we had a name for him, he would come out faster!
We almost named him Joel, which funny enough, was the name of the doctor that delivered him.
I pushed 1 ½ hours. It felt like fifteen.
Jared said I went ‘Southern Baptist’ on him several times during it all because I kept saying things like ‘Oh Jesus!’. I’m all for a good swear word every now and then, but I swear I never say anything like that. Ever. That being so, it really really really cracks us both up!
Hollie, this post was beautiful, inspiring, enlightening, and a little bit frightening to me, especially as I have been trying to prepare for a natural childbirth myself. I want to do that so badly! Thanks for putting everything into such a beautiful story. I love looking at your blog and think it is beautiful and so simple and fun--just perfect. I was wondering if I might be able to stop by sometime, once things slow down a bit more for you perhaps, to chat about your experience. I would love to know more about how you prepared and how everything went. I hope you and your beautiful family are just doing dandy. Take care!
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