Master Clint Joseph

I don't even know where to start in writing this post. I have had so many emotions this last week it has been a roller coaster. I had finally come to terms with the fact that my body was not going to eject the baby and I was in deed going to be having a repeat C-section. I was content but also terrified. I have experiences as a nurse watching countless c-sections during nursing school and then my own past experience with Claire and non of them were comforting. I knew this time would be completely different but was still just ready for it to be over. 

I had been having regular Braxton Hicks contractions for weeks now.  So regular at times that I was convinced that I was on my way to being in labor but they always fizzled out a few hours later and I would always end up at the doctor the next week only to learn that they were not doing anything.   Disappointment was an understatement. The morning of the C-section my Doctor checked me just to be sure because he was willing to break my water if I had reached at least a 3 but of course no such luck and he even said that Clint was still super high.  The C-section was still a go. 

Getting prepped and ready

I think Dylan was just as excited about Clint as he was to get to wear the surgical attire.

The surgery was actually not that unpleasant. To be honest it was kinda nice not having to do any work other than just lay there.  It was just as wonderful getting to hear him cry regardless of how he came out. 

He was born at 9:43am, weighed 7 pounds 15 ounces and was 20 inches long.

Dr. Solomon said that the cord was not only tightly wrapped around his neck but was also tied around his foot. He said he was hog tied.  I am so thankful to God that I never dilated or went into labor because it would probably not have been the best birth if he had been that way during delivery. I know that God always has a plan and that his way is always the best way!

His first photo ever!

I did not know that they were going to keep him in the room with me the entire time. For some reason I though they would take him to the nursery to get him cleaned up but he never left the room. After they cleaned him and checked him out they gave him to Dylan and let him hold him while they finished with me. 

Then I got to hold him in the bed with me while they wheeled us back to our room. Honestly the whole experience was pleasant and after the initial fear was gone, kinda relaxing... weird I know. I also have the best nurses at this hospital which makes it even more great. 

I feel like after the 4th kid the hospital mother baby unit is just annoying, necessary but annoying. At this point I don't need or want Lactation to come, I really only need/want the nurse to give me pain medicine and the non stop blood pressures during the middle of the night are just awful. Plus they have signs everywhere telling me not to sleep with my baby and pretty sure Clint was only in the baby bed for diaper changes. 

Oh... and I hate the swaddle. I know lots of people love it and it makes baby feel secure...blah blah blah. As soon as the nurse leaves I normally unswaddle and put the baby in bed with me where they stay until we check out. Dylan is lucky if he gets any time with the kid cause I totally hog every single second the first few days. I have to say thought that Dylan is the king of diaper duty. He changed almost every single diaper while in the hospital including the first few disgusting tar diapers.  He is beyond amazing. 

Since this was our last baby I had to have a picture of the most amazing Doctor EVER.  If you don't already have an OB/GYN or are in the market for a new one there is not a better one than Dr. Solomon. This man is in the top 5 people I trust most in the world. Just incredible. 

My favorite part of having a baby.... busting them out of the hospital! Woohoo

Then the next best part is bringing them home to meet their brother and sisters. We had some pretty excited kids!

Life is great and we are feeling beyond blessed. Dylan is home for another week which makes me even more happy.  Getting use to our new normal but so far the kids are transitioning and are so in love with their new brother.