First written and published on October 18, 2016
Well, it has been 8 weeks since our little bundle of love made us a family of 5 and I have yet to sit down and write her birth story out. Each day I get really motivated to take the time and spell it all out, but in the daytime I am consumed by newborn cuddles and the chaos of now raising 3 little humans….. and at night, well, let’s just say I am comatose as soon as I get all 3 girls asleep! So, no post about Caroline’s birthday…. until today!
First, let me explain that exactly one of my three girls can claim an exciting and dramatic birth story. Caroline is not that little girl 🙂
Smooth. Easy. Caroline’s actual birth was easy. Since I had an emergency C-Section with Ryan and a medically necessary C-Section with Olivia (I had placenta previa and the little stinker was breech), my doctor expressed concern about the potential for uterine rupture should I choose a VBAC. So my third C-Section was scheduled at my 24 week appointment and Nick and I chose August 19th as our baby’s birthday.
Let me very clear that I am thankful every day for the ‘Village’ that God has blessed my family with. I do not know what Nick and I would do without the love and support of my parents and Nick’s parents. Which was especially evident as we prepared for our third baby’s arrival. On the night before our scheduled delivery date, my mother-in-law spent the night so that she could be with the girls while we went to the hospital. And my parents stayed with me throughout the entire procedure. For even though this was my 3rd C-Section delivery, it is still major abdominal surgery and quite nerve wracking, even for the most seasoned. I don’t think I would have been nearly as composed if my parents had not been by my side.
So, bright and early on August 19th (5am to be exact), Nick and I drove to the hospital and casually checked into Labor and Delivery. It is quite surreal to look back on. No contractions, no pain, no chaos…. just butterflies of anticipation of meeting my new baby, and anxiety surrounding the pain I knew would ensue. Happy and joking, Nick and I walked back to pre-op hand in hand where I adorned myself in my beautiful delivery gown (eye roll), got hooked up to monitor the baby’s heart rate, got my IV put in, as well as several other unmentionable preparations for surgery 😉