Dear Thomas,
On June 10th at 8:06 AM you were born at Oakville Trafalgar Memorial Hospital. You were 8 lbs and 6 oz of pure joy delivered via scheduled c-section that morning.
In contrast to James Robert's birth, everything about your arrival unfolded calmly. The day before the surgery, Daddy and I went to the hospital for my blood work and pre-operation instructions. They walked us through everything to expect for the next morning.
Per my request, we had Grandpa's famous ribs for dinner the night before and we all enjoyed a big meal of favorite foods. I attempted to go to bed early, but couldn't sleep with excitement.
We arrived at the hospital at 6AM to check in and get ready for surgery. We chatted with nurses and met the anesthesiologist. And at 7:45am I was walked into the operating room and given a spinal for numbing. That was the most challenging part of the procedure.
Shortly thereafter, I was laying on the surgical table and the cloth was draped in front of me. Then your Daddy was brought into the room and sat by my side and held my hand.
Despite the nerves and excitement that charged these moments, music was played and the conversation with my doctor was light and happy which set a wonderful tone in the room.
The procedure went quickly and what seemed like moments later you were lifted from my belly. There wasn't an immediate scream (unlike your brother); you peacefully entered the world and the nurses had to encourage you to make a sound.
Nurses handed you to Daddy immediately after being cleaned. My eyes welled up with happy tears as I watch them weigh you and take your measurements. I couldn't wait to hold you too. The greatest surprise was to see sparse hair and fair coloring!
30 minutes later in the recovery room, I held you for the first time and it was truly one of the best moments of my life. I couldn't believe how little you felt. We were so thankful for your health and that you arrived safely.
I spent countless hours that day marveling at your features; you had a newborn wrinkle that horizontally spanned the bridge of your nose that was most endearing. Your fingers and hands appeared especially long and elegant for a baby. And most of all your countenance was so beautifully peaceful while sleeping that I have had a hard time handing you over to anyone else since you were born.
When I held you for the first time, I felt my heart expand in my chest to double the size. I couldn't have pictured or imagined how wonderful it would feel to have you join our family until you were here.
The afternoon that you were born, you had several special visitors. James Robert, Gram, Grandpa and Nana and Baca all came to meet you.
Watching you meet your brother for the first time became another memory that I'll never forget. It was incredible! You were met with so much love!
We spent the next two days in the hospital. It was really special time; the nurses were wonderful and despite little sleep and both of us recovering, it was one of the most incredibly joy-filled days of my life. You spent less than 5 minutes in your bassinet at the hospital. Upon your arrival in my arms, you never wanted to leave and I have been perfectly happy to oblige.
You came home after 2 days in the hospital! You are such a blessing sweet, Thomas. We love you!
On June 10th at 8:06 AM you were born at Oakville Trafalgar Memorial Hospital. You were 8 lbs and 6 oz of pure joy delivered via scheduled c-section that morning.
In contrast to James Robert's birth, everything about your arrival unfolded calmly. The day before the surgery, Daddy and I went to the hospital for my blood work and pre-operation instructions. They walked us through everything to expect for the next morning.
Per my request, we had Grandpa's famous ribs for dinner the night before and we all enjoyed a big meal of favorite foods. I attempted to go to bed early, but couldn't sleep with excitement.
We arrived at the hospital at 6AM to check in and get ready for surgery. We chatted with nurses and met the anesthesiologist. And at 7:45am I was walked into the operating room and given a spinal for numbing. That was the most challenging part of the procedure.
Shortly thereafter, I was laying on the surgical table and the cloth was draped in front of me. Then your Daddy was brought into the room and sat by my side and held my hand.
Despite the nerves and excitement that charged these moments, music was played and the conversation with my doctor was light and happy which set a wonderful tone in the room.
The procedure went quickly and what seemed like moments later you were lifted from my belly. There wasn't an immediate scream (unlike your brother); you peacefully entered the world and the nurses had to encourage you to make a sound.
Nurses handed you to Daddy immediately after being cleaned. My eyes welled up with happy tears as I watch them weigh you and take your measurements. I couldn't wait to hold you too. The greatest surprise was to see sparse hair and fair coloring!
30 minutes later in the recovery room, I held you for the first time and it was truly one of the best moments of my life. I couldn't believe how little you felt. We were so thankful for your health and that you arrived safely.
I spent countless hours that day marveling at your features; you had a newborn wrinkle that horizontally spanned the bridge of your nose that was most endearing. Your fingers and hands appeared especially long and elegant for a baby. And most of all your countenance was so beautifully peaceful while sleeping that I have had a hard time handing you over to anyone else since you were born.
When I held you for the first time, I felt my heart expand in my chest to double the size. I couldn't have pictured or imagined how wonderful it would feel to have you join our family until you were here.
The afternoon that you were born, you had several special visitors. James Robert, Gram, Grandpa and Nana and Baca all came to meet you.
Watching you meet your brother for the first time became another memory that I'll never forget. It was incredible! You were met with so much love!
We spent the next two days in the hospital. It was really special time; the nurses were wonderful and despite little sleep and both of us recovering, it was one of the most incredibly joy-filled days of my life. You spent less than 5 minutes in your bassinet at the hospital. Upon your arrival in my arms, you never wanted to leave and I have been perfectly happy to oblige.
You came home after 2 days in the hospital! You are such a blessing sweet, Thomas. We love you!
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