This week, I had the opportunity to join one of my dear friends, Carly, as she welcomed her second baby boy via c-section delivery. The hospital that does c-sections where I live, is very strict about only allowing one support person in for the surgery, so this wasn’t something I ever thought I would have the opportunity to witness. Lucky for me, the daddy needed emergency surgery himself that same morning, and being the back-up person, I got the call (not so lucky for dad- who is now well). It was an odd feeling to be so excited that someone needed to have emergency surgery… I felt guilty for about 39 seconds.
This was Carly’s second c-section. She was a pro. She was calm, and collected, filled with excitement more than fear. She has forever reframed what a c-section means to me. In the past, it was presented as something to fear, but seeing Carly meet her baby… cue the alligator tears, there was zero fear. In fact, I might have been a little too into it. I found myself glued to her midsection as it was cut open layer by layer. The nurses warned me about feeling dizzy, or queazy, but I was downright fascinated. I was kneeling on my little stool so that I could get a better view over the blue curtain. My camera up to my face, I waited… I saw the water break, and then all of a sudden out popped a head! A photo frenzy began.
Taking this little man out to meet his family was so exciting. The look on his daddy’s face, just priceless. He’s already so loved. Thank you Carly and Nate, for having me be there, it was nothing short of amazing. xoxo