I didn't realize that he was also closely watching Bobby's heart monitor. Without worrying me, he quietly left the room and asked a nurse to come and check it, something wasn't right. She came in and said she'd get my doctor. My doctor came in and without saying a word looked at the charts of Bobby's heart rate. I could see by the look in his eyes something wasn't right. He told my husband to scrub up and that they were going to prep for an emergency c-section. Bobby's heart rate dropped below 80, as I continued to dilate and contract, his heart rate got lower and lower. My doctor said if we didn't get him out now, he wouldn't survive. My wonderful day turned into a pure nightmare-one I will never forget. I was wheeled into a room where all I saw were bright lights. My hands and feet were strapped down and I was freaking out. Never in my life have I been more scared of the unknown. It wasn't fear of being a mom; it was fear of NOT being a mom. I was so upset I didn't even know my husband was sitting right next to me. He held my hand through it all and just stared in my eyes and told me it would be OK. He was 100% there for me and I will always love him for that. The only sound I remember was my son crying and my doctor's voice, saying I had a beautiful baby boy. I strained to see around the curtain but only caught a glimpse of his foot. Bobby and my husband were sent away to greet family as I was sewn up. I will never forget his first cries-that is by far the most amazing sound a mother can hear for the first time. I met my son a few hours later and I thought he was the most beautiful person I had ever seen. He was perfectly healthy. The umbilical cord had wrapped around his neck, and had I not gone in for induction, we would've lost him. Now he's 8 months old and the joy of my life! I am a working mom and love picking Bobby up from daycare. I love seeing his smile and playing with him when we get home. It is the highlight of my day. Continued › |
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