The nurse wheeled me into the delivery room while Ben changed into scrubs. At the end of the day, he's the only one I want with me. When we approached the room, I took a deep breath. No going back now.
The doctor told me what to except, from pain to pushing. It didn't matter if I was going to push for ten minutes or three hours, I will push harder than they've ever seen someone push a baby out.
The nurses welcomed Ben into the room, and I've never seen such a look of unpreparedness on his face. Ben is an athlete, so all of his life he's been prepared. He put hours of practice in to make sure nothing could come his way that he wasn't prepared for. But now, there is no way to prepare. There's no handbook for how to raise a baby. There's no drill you can do for hours to become a better parent. It's all about trial and error. It's unfamiliar territory for him, and I could see the fear on his face. He walked over and grabbed my hand. We looked each other in the eyes and nodded.
"Are you ready?" The doctor asked. It's go time.
I've never pushed harder in my life. I've never been more physically exhausted in my life. I've never squeezed a hand as hard as I squeezed Ben's. I screamed, I struggled to catch my breath, I pushed. Just when I began to loose hope, letting the fatigue take over, I heard the doctor say, "The head is out. Two more pushes."
One. Two.
Finally, I felt our baby enter the world. I grabbed onto Ben's arm and pulled his body to me and cried into his chest. All of the emotions instantly consumed me. Just a second later, I heard the first cry. The cry was the most perfect thing I have heard in my entire life, a sign that everything was okay.
Just as I began to realize everything happening, the nurse walked over and placed our baby right on my chest. "Here is your son."
They allowed him to remain with me while they cleaned him off. For a few moments, we sat there, our family, the three of us. With Ben next to me, softly stroking his son's cheek and looking at him with the most loving look anyone has ever had.
In that moment, everything went away. The stress, the worry, the fear. The only thing I felt was unconditional love. This young prince has me wrapped around his finger already. I am so in love and will protect him until the day I die. His is mommy's boy.
Easton Miller Simmons, welcome to the world.
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Easton Miller Simmons
December 29, 2016 at 12:14am
8lbs 9oz, 22 inches
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