New Frames for Justin
My second son arrived at 12:59p on February 12th! Did you see this video from last week?
Luke is still in a sleepy newborn stage,but I’m going to jump the gun anyway and call this kid content. He hasn’t cried for any prolonged period of time (yet) and has been such a delight. He’s seriously low maintenance, a great eater, a wonderful sleeper, and I can barely remember life before he arrived.
The day of my scheduled c-section felt like a regular thursday. The busyness of a toddler made it hard to spend much time thinking about the impending arrival of another baby. And, while I am so happy that we waited to learn the sex of the baby until delivery day, I think not knowing if it was a boy or girl was a bit of a hinderance in me “bonding” with the baby while I was pregnant.
It took me a little while to bond with David after he was born, and prayed it would be different this time around.
And it has been.
The only request Justin and I had regarding Luke’s birth was that he could tell me if the baby was a boy or girl. My doctor, whom I love, was totally game for it, and each nurse that was in the operating room while I was being prepped was warned not to say anything when the baby was born so Justin could tell me.
I was a little bit more nervous for the c-section this time around. And I’m not sure why. Everything was incredibly smooth and easy, I felt no pain whatsoever, and the entire procedure went by in a blink of an eye.
Shortly after the procedure started, Justin was allowed to come into the room and sit by my head. I was crying, not from sadness of course, but just from all the emotion I was feeling.
Seemingly just seconds later I heard my doctor say, “There’s the head!”
And the next thing I know people were rushing around and a nurse was telling Justin to stand up, and I heard him say, “IT’S A BOY!”
I will never forget the look in his eyes when he told me.
All I remember saying is,”Really? A boy? Are you sure? That is so fun! Two boys! That is so fun!”
Like I mentioned in my last Q&A video, I really didn’t have a strong feeling either way about the sex of this baby. I’d love to have a girl, but I imagined two boys this close in age would be a lot of fun too.
I imagined them sharing a bedroom, and throwing the ball with Justin when he get’s home from work. And also wrestling and breaking things in my house because. . .well. . .two boys.
I didn’t realize how thrilled I would be with a second boy until I knew I had one. Learning that information opened up something in me that I didn’t know was there, if that makes sense.
After the procedure, when I was being rolled back to the room we were going to stay in, Justin and I had to laugh as we saw it was the exact same room we were in when David was born. And one of the same nurses was on duty as well.
It was only 14 months ago that we were there with David, but being back made it feel like yesterday.
My parents brought David with them to the hospital for a visit the day after Luke was born. It was so great to see him, and he was very interested in every single cord and button in the hospital room.
We showed Luke to him, he maybe glanced for a second, and then moved on to find something to investigate. At 14 months, he really doesn’t understand anything that is going on. I anticipated that, but was really glad to see him rather uninterested versus jealous.
Since Luke was doing great, and my recovery was going really well, we were able to sneak out of the hospital a day early. I completely understand why this happens, but nothing is worse than being woken up from sweet sleep to get my blood pressure checked in the middle of the night. So, when the doctor okay’d me to be discharged, we jumped all over that.
The transition home was made incredibly easy thanks to my parents and my sister. I was able to rest a lot, and slowly get back into the swing of things. My sister stayed for a few days after Luke was born, and is returning in a few weeks for another visit. My mom generously offered to stay for a few weeks to help, which is an indescribable blessing. My dad is coming to visit on the weekends, not only to see his grandsons but also his wife!
My in-laws live closer to us than my parents, so they’ve been down to visit as well!
Between our two male cats, my two boys and my husband, I’m severely outnumbered.
But I couldn’t imagine it being better any other way.