AM Day 23 of 40 Days of Lamentations
PM Day 23 of 40 Days with Job
My son, Francisco Miguel, was born today. Another AMAZING manifestation of God’s love for us. I cannot fathom how an imperfect man and an imperfect woman can bring such a beautiful creation into the earth. And that’s where God’s love comes in. He makes it happen. How can anyone – in their right mind – stop this from happening?
Des was wheeled into the Delivery Room by 9am (April 4th). I was called by 11:00AM to go into the DR. When my eldest was born, I wasn’t allowed inside the DR. I had to wait for her to be brought out. For my second, I went inside the DR, but she was already out and so I was able to take pics with her already.
For this baby, I was brought in, and they had probably just begun the CS. WHOA. Remind me NEVER to do that again. I saw all the equipment. I could hear the conversations. AHH. Good thing I had my mask on, so the people didn’t see that I was about to pass out. Though at one point the Anesthesiologist said that I was turning pale and I needed to sit down.
I would have passed out if I actually looked at the operation. I instead spoke to Des and looked at other things during the whole time. I guess it wasn’t about the blood or guts, actually. But the DR conversation. I had all these ER / Grey’s Anatomy scenes flashing in my head, and any hint of distress, I would get nervous. Everything worked out ok.
Franko came out screaming at the top of his lungs. And after and initial check-up, I was able to carry him right away. And it was, again, a wonderful feeling. Our hearts expand with every new child brought into this world 🙂
Thank you for all your prayers. Now begins our sleepless nights once again!