Happy? Birth

My son was born via cesarean because of poor positioning in the womb but I wasn't nervous. I had had such a difficult time recovering after the traditional birth of my daughter that I welcomed it. I checked into the hospital at 6am and then poof... my son was born 2 1/2 hours later. He was a perfect baby boy.

The only part that made me sad about a c-section was that I wasn't sure I would have the same bonding experience with my son that I had been given with my daughter. But sure enough, after he was checked out by the nurses, he was placed on my chest for me to hold. It was perfection.

But that quickly changed. In the recovery room, the nurse noticed that my son's temperature ran low. I was told that this was a sign of diabetes and his blood sugar had to be tested. I immediately lost it because my family had a history of juvenile diabetes and late-onset diabetes. When the test results came back, everything showed up as normal. The scare turned out to be just that...a scare. Unfortunately, his scare continued. For the rest of our time in the hospital, he had issues with low temperature. Even at his first well-baby visit post hospital stay and his two week check-up, the issue continued. We bought a heater for his room and thought that as he grew and as he got stronger, the issue wouldn't be an issue any more.

In between all these scares, my baby boy was so wonderful. He breastfed easily, much easier than my daughter had, and was a king of cuddling. He LOVED to be held! I couldn't wait to watch him grow, to take he and my daughter on adventures, to hear his voice. He was the most perfect little boy and I was so proud to me his mama.