Sunday, April 30, 2006
The first moments of William
The moment William McCormick was born on March 30th, 2006, at 7:06PM, I cried. I didn't cry with Katie. It was probably due to her being blue from the moment she arrived, not breathing, an intense labor and delivery with minor complications and the inability to just sit and breathe once she arrived -- I didn't breathe until she did which took a good 30 seconds to a minute. Those precious first moments were stolen from me. You know what I'm talking about - the baby thrown on the belly, screaming and kicking, goo all over his/her raisin-like face but oh-so-beautiful...
With William I got to experience that moment. And wow. It was amazing. He was wet and wrinkly... in fact, moments before he was being suctioned from every orafice on his face, peeing in every which direction while doctors screamed, 'no, little buddy, not yet!' I believe he actually peed in his own face and hair... but it didn't matter. He was beautiful. And a spitting image of his sister.
The moments that were stolen from me 18 months before were delivered in the birth of my son -- double fold. It looked like Katie looking up at me as well as my son. I can't describe it. I just cried.
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