He's here!
On Friday, February 15, 2008 at 10:02a.m. I heard a wet little cry from the other side of the surgical drape. My son had entered the world!
My section was difficult from the first incision - both for me and for my OB and the resident assisting him. I didn't *feel* the surgery - just the tugging and pressure and there was a lot of both. My body bore the scars and adhesions of three previous surgical deliveries. Getting to him was difficult, getting him out went very well, closing me was also difficult. After all my years of infertility, it was hard for me to lay on the operating table and think, "I'm glad I don't have to do this again. I'm glad he's our last baby." I felt ungrateful. But as a friend later pointed out, I wasn't being ungrateful - I was being realistic given my age and the situation. I am very, very thankful for the children I have.
Harrison is a precious little one. He is well-loved by his sisters and his parents. His Daddy is so proud of him! Can you tell?...
