So far this pregnancy has been great. The only things I have had a hard time with is the usual worry " what if he doesn't make it" "what if hes the devil" and " I wish I could blow out my vagina instead of having to have another C-Section". But today I was reading my feeds and I read This post by Trish about her adorable baby boy Robbie who was born at 26 weeks. She didn't get to hold him for 5 days. And she didn't get to take him home for 96 days. With Carmen I didn't get to see her again (after they pulled her from my belly) for 11 hours, it was torture. I could not stop crying. The nurses kept coming in and saying you have to stop crying. Sean thought something was wrong with me because my eyes were almost swollen shut. And my BP would not go back to normal. But as soon as they brought her to me......it was like a scene from the movies. The nurse who brought her was saying "do you know how to change her diaper...blah blah blah" I said "Give me MY BABY" and it was the most wonderful thing in the world.
Can you hear the angels singing when you look at this pic? Anyway after reading Trish's post I don't feel cheated. Thank you Trish. I don't care at all that I don't get to blow out my vagina. I am happy that I am getting a baby and that's all that matters. Hopefully I wont have to wait 11 hours to hold him but if I do I can remember that I will get him after a short while and that I can keep him.
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