December 20, 2006
Ok, so it's still 2 weeks before our due date, 5 days before Christmas, and we've had a practically perfect pregnancy. I had only 1 day left to work before I was taking my leave and had just seen the doctor 2 days before who told me he would see me in the office the next week when he returned from his holiday vacation, everything looked "great". I came home from work as usual and soon after got really sick, started having contractions and realized that it was time to go to the hospital. Jonathan was home from work quickly with a phone call and we were on our way. The nurse did all the normal stuff and we thought we had plenty of time. But, as it turns out, I had suddenly developed severe toxemia and was preeclamptic. This was quite a shock, I had felt great the whole time. I immediately got upset, being a nurse I knew I was very sick. Jonathan caught up quickly with lots of questions to the doctor and got worried. We soon agreed to a C-section because that's what the doctor "strongly" urged us to do. Ten minutes later we were in the operating room. Unfortunately, our families didn't have time to make it since they live an hour away. Actually it happened so quickly, my sister was in Huntsville and still was unable to make it in time.
I can remember when we heard him cry for the first time and saw his little face. I thought he was, without a doubt, the most beautiful and amazing little thing I had ever seen. I also remember seeing Jonathan's face just light up and his chest stick out, he was so proud. He weighed 6 lbs 4 oz and was 18 1/2 inches and had black hair. Jack had to go to the neonatal intensive care unit so they could monitor his breathing closely for a little while and Jonathan got to go with him. I went to recovery and then returned to labor and delivery. Jack stayed in NICU for a few hours and then went to the well-baby nursery. Nana, Pop, Aunt Angie and Uncle Joey, Cousin Lindsay and Cousin Kayla had made it by then and got to see the nurse make him really mad doing his footprint.
It was close to 4 hours before I got to see him again and hold him. I couldn't believe how little he was and that Jonathan and I were actually responsible for how cute he was. Soon after Grandma and Grandpa, Uncle Mike, Uncle Josh and Uncle Todd arrived, along with a few friends. The next two days are a little bit of a blur. I guess because of the meds they had me on and for a lack of sleep for me and Jonathan. He got to sleep on a little sofa bed with "baby" blankets, after all he is 6'1". Lots of family and friends came over the next 2 days, they all thought he was just perfect.
Ok, so it's still 2 weeks before our due date, 5 days before Christmas, and we've had a practically perfect pregnancy. I had only 1 day left to work before I was taking my leave and had just seen the doctor 2 days before who told me he would see me in the office the next week when he returned from his holiday vacation, everything looked "great". I came home from work as usual and soon after got really sick, started having contractions and realized that it was time to go to the hospital. Jonathan was home from work quickly with a phone call and we were on our way. The nurse did all the normal stuff and we thought we had plenty of time. But, as it turns out, I had suddenly developed severe toxemia and was preeclamptic. This was quite a shock, I had felt great the whole time. I immediately got upset, being a nurse I knew I was very sick. Jonathan caught up quickly with lots of questions to the doctor and got worried. We soon agreed to a C-section because that's what the doctor "strongly" urged us to do. Ten minutes later we were in the operating room. Unfortunately, our families didn't have time to make it since they live an hour away. Actually it happened so quickly, my sister was in Huntsville and still was unable to make it in time.
I can remember when we heard him cry for the first time and saw his little face. I thought he was, without a doubt, the most beautiful and amazing little thing I had ever seen. I also remember seeing Jonathan's face just light up and his chest stick out, he was so proud. He weighed 6 lbs 4 oz and was 18 1/2 inches and had black hair. Jack had to go to the neonatal intensive care unit so they could monitor his breathing closely for a little while and Jonathan got to go with him. I went to recovery and then returned to labor and delivery. Jack stayed in NICU for a few hours and then went to the well-baby nursery. Nana, Pop, Aunt Angie and Uncle Joey, Cousin Lindsay and Cousin Kayla had made it by then and got to see the nurse make him really mad doing his footprint.
It was close to 4 hours before I got to see him again and hold him. I couldn't believe how little he was and that Jonathan and I were actually responsible for how cute he was. Soon after Grandma and Grandpa, Uncle Mike, Uncle Josh and Uncle Todd arrived, along with a few friends. The next two days are a little bit of a blur. I guess because of the meds they had me on and for a lack of sleep for me and Jonathan. He got to sleep on a little sofa bed with "baby" blankets, after all he is 6'1". Lots of family and friends came over the next 2 days, they all thought he was just perfect.
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