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Lucky

I know I still haven’t finished Otis’ birth story (yes there is more) but things have been kinda hectic around here lately. Lets just say that going from one to two kids is not easy! But I need to take a small break from the birth story for a very special post. This post is very near and dear to my heart as it is an announcement that makes my heart burst with joy.

Those of you who have followed me for a while may recall that many years ago I developed a close relationship with another blogger, Tutti. She and I connected on a level that I never expected when we decided to meet up eons ago. She became my rock during a very dark time. We went through infertility, recurrent pregnancy loss, and giving up hope together. I gave up hope when I lost my 4th pregnancy, she gave up hope when she got divorced. Things changed a lot for us after that. She moved across the country and we started heading in very different paths, but we never lost our connection. She was my biggest cheerleader leading up to Muppet’s birth and never seemed to resent me finally becoming a mother when she wasn’t. I truly feel blessed to have her in my life. I treasure a picture I have of her holding Muppet when she stopped by for a brief visit. Tutti has so much strength and such an amazing attitude towards life and I am so proud to call her my friend.

I am overjoyed to announce that Tutti, my dear friend has reached the end of her journey after all these long years. On Tuesday July 23rd, she welcomed her beautiful baby into the world, a daughter whom I’ve decided to refer to as Lucky. Both mom and baby are doing well and are home enjoying their time together and with loved ones. I’m dying that I can’t be there to hold this special little girl but I’m sending her my love from across the country.  I’ve already decided that she and Otis will marry some day, whether they like it or not.

Welcome Lucky, you are truly lucky to have such an amazing mom and we are all so lucky that you have finally arrived.

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The Birth

I originally imagined having this post up much sooner. But something about having two kids makes your day disappear more quickly than I could have ever imagined. Top that off with the fact that I’ve been really sick…well its been crazy to say the least. But without further ado, Otis’ birth.

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We were told to be ready by 8:30 am just in case things started moving quickly. A was being induced at 6:00 am but we were not allowed to go to the hospital till she had her epidural and was comfortable even though at this point she didn’t even want to see us. I knew things would likely take longer though so I took my time in the morning to get Muppet settled with my mom. She went down for her morning nap and then we got the call. It was about 10:30 am and we needed to get there asap. I was a little upset that Muppet was asleep so I couldn’t give my only child a big kiss for the last time but it was probably for the best. We packed up the car and headed out.

When we arrived at the hospital we were both a jumble of nerves. We met our case worker in the lobby and she informed us that A was having a bit of a hard time. Her first epidural failed so they had to do a second one as she was in a lot of pain. And she didn’t want to see us. Her labor was moving quickly though so they wanted us close by.

We hung out if the waiting room making idle chit-chat with our CM for about a half an hour. By then A decided she wanted to see us. I felt like there was a lot of tension in the air but as soon as I walked in the room it all melted away. The moment I saw her I started crying. I’m an emotional wreck like that. But I walked straight over to her and embraced her. We both sat and cried for various reasons. All the past, the present, and the future moments that we share. But it was what needed to happen as it hugely broke the ice. After our little cry session we were all at ease and were able relax as much as possible.

We talked about Muppet and showed her recent pictures. She loved hearing all about how much she is growing and developing. She asked if we had decided on a name and luckily she loved the one we picked. She was about  9 cm at this point so we all prepared ourselves for what was about to happen. She looked at us and asked us to stay which just made my heart so happy. I was going to stand on one side of her by her head, while J was on the other side of the room so he didn’t have a direct shot at the goods.

The doctor came in and we all took a deep breath. I gave A a big hug and told her how much I loved her. Then it was time for Otis to be born. Overall it was an uneventful birth. He was here so quickly, only 3 or 4 pushes. When he started crying we all sighed with relief and gratitude that our little man had made his way into the world. The atmosphere was so much different from Muppet’s birth. At this point A was a wreck the first time around, she was crying and hiding her face, but this time there were no tears. Just relief that it was over. I cut the cord and the immediately moved Otis to the other side of the room to get cleaned up.

I expected this huge emotional air, like there was with Muppet but really it couldn’t have been different. We all just seemed so calm and at peace. A decided not to hold him after he was weighed and cleaned up. Our little man weighed in at only 5 lbs 4 ounces and 17 3/4 inches long. He was so tiny I couldn’t believe it. They placed him in my arms and I marveled over this incredible little creature.

A decided she wanted us to stay in the room for a while so we fed Otis his first bottle there. We snapped pictures and admired our new son while his birth mom looked on. It wasn’t uncomfortable at all. She seemed to have put up wall blocking her emotions. We really didn’t see any from her at all. After 45 minutes or so it was time for us to head into the nursery so Otis could get his shots and a bath. We bid farewell to A with a promise to return to her room as soon as we could.

In the nursery we traded off holding our son and I was able to give him his first bath. You forget how small and delicate those little fresh creatures are. He reminded me so much of Muppet. His coloring is very different, but his facial features sent me spinning into deja vu. My two babies were here. My son had arrived.

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