Yesterday we welcomed Maxwell Mitchell Dorius into our family. He is such a handsome little guy but naturally my opinion is one sided. :)
We went into the hospital at 6 yesterday (actually 6:20 b/c lets face it we are always late). After doing the paperwork Mitch got on his new 'Sunday suit' and I was wheeled in for surgery. Once my spinal block was in Mitch was able to come and hold my hand while Dr. Bitner did our C-section. They (and I) had a hard time getting my blood pressure under control so I spent most of the surgery naucious and doing my darndest not to throw up on my sweet husbands lap. (I suppose they know what they are saying when they tell you not to eat anything for 12 hours prior!) They started surgery at 7:55 and little Max was born at 8:02! However, putting the puzzle back together took much, much longer.
When they were ready to pull the baby out I had my awesome anethesist hold up a mirror so I could watch them pull the little guy out (there is a big sheet in front of your face so you can't see them digging into you unless you have a mirror above your head.) Little Max had his umbilical cord wrapped around his neck and was wedged down in my pelvis so they used the little vacuum to pull him out. They then gave me a little peek at the gooey guy before they whisked him and Mitch away. I asked the doctor if they are always that blue when they come out, he replied, "He's a boy right, boys are blue". Very Clever. I think he was just trying to keep me calm while they sewed me up. The next hour and a half I was pretty anxious to know what was going on as I had not heard much about Max. Mitch FINALLY brought him in and we all fell in love with the little guy! He was all gooey still, I asked Mitch why they have not showered him yet. Mitch said 'he didn't know, he just stood back and watched while the nurses got him warm and stuff'. All we know is that he is good now and we are all so happy and blessed to have little Maxwell in our life.
The anxious parents awaiting the arrival of their little boy!
Daddy Mitchell wearing his special "Sunday suit". He is a very proud Dad.
Miraculous Mom (ME) guessed his birth weight right on! I was a half inch off his height.
Grandma Sherrill brought Ellie by to meet her little brother. She was really nervous at first to sit by me or to touch the baby. It took about 15 minutes to even come close enough to give me a high five. I think the machines made her nervous. As you can see she eventually warmed up to us and now she can't get enough!
We never did get a good family picture! Someone was always a little distracted. We'll have to try again later today. Thanks for all the love, prayers and support. Welcome to the world little Max! We Love You!
We went into the hospital at 6 yesterday (actually 6:20 b/c lets face it we are always late). After doing the paperwork Mitch got on his new 'Sunday suit' and I was wheeled in for surgery. Once my spinal block was in Mitch was able to come and hold my hand while Dr. Bitner did our C-section. They (and I) had a hard time getting my blood pressure under control so I spent most of the surgery naucious and doing my darndest not to throw up on my sweet husbands lap. (I suppose they know what they are saying when they tell you not to eat anything for 12 hours prior!) They started surgery at 7:55 and little Max was born at 8:02! However, putting the puzzle back together took much, much longer.
When they were ready to pull the baby out I had my awesome anethesist hold up a mirror so I could watch them pull the little guy out (there is a big sheet in front of your face so you can't see them digging into you unless you have a mirror above your head.) Little Max had his umbilical cord wrapped around his neck and was wedged down in my pelvis so they used the little vacuum to pull him out. They then gave me a little peek at the gooey guy before they whisked him and Mitch away. I asked the doctor if they are always that blue when they come out, he replied, "He's a boy right, boys are blue". Very Clever. I think he was just trying to keep me calm while they sewed me up. The next hour and a half I was pretty anxious to know what was going on as I had not heard much about Max. Mitch FINALLY brought him in and we all fell in love with the little guy! He was all gooey still, I asked Mitch why they have not showered him yet. Mitch said 'he didn't know, he just stood back and watched while the nurses got him warm and stuff'. All we know is that he is good now and we are all so happy and blessed to have little Maxwell in our life.
