On the Subject of Oliver’s Birth
No one can really prepare you for witnessing childbirth. I thought I had a pretty good idea of what it would be like going in, but it wasn’t even close. We never even considered that Stacey might need to be induced, so we were completely surprised by the initial 24 hours of unproductive-but-painful contractions associated with the medication used in induction, and the long two days of waiting in the hospital to deliver our son.
Thankfully, our hospital was top-notch and the accommodations were beyond comfortable. But when that pushing started, I’ll tell you, it was like being in a different world. In our case the pushing lasted a while (nearly four hours), and it was as if we were in a time warp. It started to feel as though that was our new life. Being there, in that hospital room, so close to being done but not quite there yet. And then Oliver was finally born and this huge wave of relief passed over me. Looking at him for the first time was a mixture of confusion and joy and fear and happiness.
We didn’t get a lot of sleep the first night (or the second), but we’ve settled into a decent routine and having this kid around is a blast. I’m so excited to watch him grow and see who he becomes. The whole pregnancy experience from beginning to end was life-changing in more ways than one. I highly recommend it.