After 9 long months, ish, 38 weeks plus 6 days to be specific, Max was born by cesarean section on March 18. In general, it was a relatively easy-going experience. I was certainly nervous beforehand, and surprised at how easy it all was. I got a kick out of the anesthetic, of not being able to wiggle my toes or move my legs no matter how hard my brain tried. Steve played great music on our bluetooth speaker that made me very relaxed, and even the doctors complimented. And at the end of it we had our little baby out in the world, and he was healthy and I was healthy. I wanted to write about the experience so I could remember it in the future. It’s taken me weeks to write this blog post. Probably the reason it’s so long is I haven’t written it in one sitting, but keep coming back to it when I can find the time and motivation. It tells the story of the birth, and the first day of our baby’s life. Next I really want to write about the first few weeks of being a mom, and how unbelie
If parenting was an emoji the expectation would be love eyes, but the reality is more like the scream face! On this blog, I explore the hearts and the screams. Stories about my parenting journey, with a splash of humor and a lot of reality.