Sunday, January 7, 2007
Monday, January 8, 2007
Tuesday, January 9, 2007
It is about ten after midnight, and I am experiencing full body shakes that I can't control. They don't really bother me, but they kind of make John a little nervous. Apparently, they are pretty common in the height of labor. I get checked one last time. Things look like they are a go. So, the resident tells me to "give a little practice push." And then abruptly and excitedly tells me to stop. The baby is ready to come out! There is a flurry of activity as they look for the doctor and get the room ready. In a flash, the bed is broken down so that I can deliver. The doctor arrives and asks John to hold my left leg while a nurse holds the other. It is bizarre seeing my legs being moved around and having absolutely no physical sensation of it. I am in a daze, just attempting to follow instructions.
The doctor tells me to push, and I do. And again. And one more time. And I see a tear in John's eye, and I see my beautiful baby boy. And I hear his beautiful cry. And we call him Cortlan.
At 12:27 AM on January 9, 2007, Cortlan was born into this world at 6 pounds, 14 ounces, and 21 3/4 inches long.
And here we are, four years later. And it feels like yesterday. And I love him more everyday.
I hope to hear the story of how and when you picked the name for Cortlan.
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday Cortlan!
Thanks, Dory! Maybe someday I will tell that story...though, it isn't as interesting as you might think! :)
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