Our little man is finally here!!!
Much like the night before I went in to have Maggie; I couldn't sleep a wink. Not to mention I was the most uncomfortable I have been the entire pregnancy in those last few hours. I'm sure that those little babies know they're about to be here and they are as anxious and jittery as you are. Two anxious jittery bodies in one makes for a long night.
I got up at 4am to shower and make the final preparations.
And then we headed to the hospital!
This is right before they wheeled me into the operating room…
WE'RE GOING TO HAVE A BOY!
I'm going to take a minute here and speak a little about my C-Section experiences. Having Rachel was an extremely painful experience for me- emotionally and physically. I agonized for years after having to have an emergency C-Section with her, mostly because I feel so strongly that it could have been avoided. Sometimes I feel as if something so sacred- natural childbirth- as been denied me. Every time I become pregnant this sorrow comes back and I fight feelings of trying to go for a natural birth regardless of the risks. However, every time I pray I know that this isn't the answer for our situation.
I am a very strong and independent person. I like to get things done myself.
But this is something that I've have to lean completely on the Lord and my husband to overcome.
With all this being said, I move forward and think of all the positive and beautiful moments I've had with my C-Sections. Each time it gets easier- mostly because I know how to prepare myself and because I research and find the best doctors. I am so grateful for my opportunity to be a Mother and a healthy body that allows me to have children. I still am in awe in all that the human body is capable of, and how quickly people can heal. It's just remarkable.
The fun part about C-Sections is knowing when the magic is going to happen. I love the knowing. As we drive to the hospital and the moment draws closer and closer, there's a spirit in the air that can't be denied.
This time was the best of all because this time Tyler got to be here with me. For Rachel, I was put under and neither of us experienced her first moments. For Maggie, Tyler was at Ranger School. And this time for our Luke, we both got to do it together.
There was a peace that came over me as soon as Tyler entered the operating room and they began the procedure. My amazing doctor had the biggest smile and my husband was squeezing my hand.
Doesn't get much better than that!
And then, before we knew it… Luke arrived!
A whopping 7lbs 14 oz! 20 inches long!
It felt like an eternity before they handed him to me, although it was only a few minutes.
For me, this is the strongest craving, biggest urge, and most earnest desire I've ever felt----
GIVE ME MY BABY!
First kiss…
After my first kiss the whisked him away to check his lungs… he wasn't crying as loud as they would have liked due to the amniotic fluid in his lungs.
Tyler got to go back with him while I was still getting stitched up.
He took lots of cute pictures… only MINUTES OLD!!!
They kept trying to make him cry but he wasn't having it…
"What do ya'll people want? I'm chilling out here!" hehe
I was going crazy in recovery waiting for them to come back.
Luke will you please cry for the doctors?
Then came all my demanding texts to Tyler---
I WANT TO HOLD MY BABY! Give me my baby! What in the world is taking so long? Is he okay??? Punch a nurse and bring him to me now! (okay, not that one but I thought about it… haha)
Isn't he the cutest baby ever???!!!
Awwwww, finally.
Hey there little man, I've waiting a long time to hold you in my arms.
Momma and baby…
We did it!… Again!
Having a few peaceful moments with Daddy before the girls arrive...
We could hear the girls coming from all the way down the hall. It was like a stampede!
Of course Rachel was more than ready to finally hold her baby brother.
She's been asking every night before bedtime for months now…
"And when is Luke coming again, Mom?"
Look at her face… love at first sight.
Kisses for Luke...
Maggie's turn to hold him!
She thought he was pretty cool too...
She loves the baby… but gets tired of him real quick. Unlike Rachel who is willing to pass on dinner to keep holding the baby.
Counting fingers and toes… Yep, they're all there!
Nana and Pop with their first grandson...
Grandma Payne getting her first dose of little Luke… with Rachel nearby of course...
The next couple days in the hospital were wonderful with Tyler there.
He was so helpful and supportive. Made me feel like a champ when I stood up for the first time, encouraged me as I took my first unbearably slow walk around the nursing station, and held me up as I cried in the shower. Oh and don't forget assured me I was as beautiful as ever and that I'd be feeling better in no time.
Husband of the year???… ahhh, YEAH!
I always forget just how tiny those little feet are.
Pure perfection.
Welcome to the Payne Family little Luke!
We love you more than you'll ever know.
Much like the night before I went in to have Maggie; I couldn't sleep a wink. Not to mention I was the most uncomfortable I have been the entire pregnancy in those last few hours. I'm sure that those little babies know they're about to be here and they are as anxious and jittery as you are. Two anxious jittery bodies in one makes for a long night.
I got up at 4am to shower and make the final preparations.
And then we headed to the hospital!
This is right before they wheeled me into the operating room…
WE'RE GOING TO HAVE A BOY!
I'm going to take a minute here and speak a little about my C-Section experiences. Having Rachel was an extremely painful experience for me- emotionally and physically. I agonized for years after having to have an emergency C-Section with her, mostly because I feel so strongly that it could have been avoided. Sometimes I feel as if something so sacred- natural childbirth- as been denied me. Every time I become pregnant this sorrow comes back and I fight feelings of trying to go for a natural birth regardless of the risks. However, every time I pray I know that this isn't the answer for our situation.
I am a very strong and independent person. I like to get things done myself.
But this is something that I've have to lean completely on the Lord and my husband to overcome.
With all this being said, I move forward and think of all the positive and beautiful moments I've had with my C-Sections. Each time it gets easier- mostly because I know how to prepare myself and because I research and find the best doctors. I am so grateful for my opportunity to be a Mother and a healthy body that allows me to have children. I still am in awe in all that the human body is capable of, and how quickly people can heal. It's just remarkable.
The fun part about C-Sections is knowing when the magic is going to happen. I love the knowing. As we drive to the hospital and the moment draws closer and closer, there's a spirit in the air that can't be denied.
This time was the best of all because this time Tyler got to be here with me. For Rachel, I was put under and neither of us experienced her first moments. For Maggie, Tyler was at Ranger School. And this time for our Luke, we both got to do it together.
There was a peace that came over me as soon as Tyler entered the operating room and they began the procedure. My amazing doctor had the biggest smile and my husband was squeezing my hand.
Doesn't get much better than that!
And then, before we knew it… Luke arrived!
A whopping 7lbs 14 oz! 20 inches long!
It felt like an eternity before they handed him to me, although it was only a few minutes.
For me, this is the strongest craving, biggest urge, and most earnest desire I've ever felt----
GIVE ME MY BABY!
First kiss…
After my first kiss the whisked him away to check his lungs… he wasn't crying as loud as they would have liked due to the amniotic fluid in his lungs.
Tyler got to go back with him while I was still getting stitched up.
He took lots of cute pictures… only MINUTES OLD!!!
They kept trying to make him cry but he wasn't having it…
"What do ya'll people want? I'm chilling out here!" hehe
I was going crazy in recovery waiting for them to come back.
Luke will you please cry for the doctors?
Then came all my demanding texts to Tyler---
I WANT TO HOLD MY BABY! Give me my baby! What in the world is taking so long? Is he okay??? Punch a nurse and bring him to me now! (okay, not that one but I thought about it… haha)
Isn't he the cutest baby ever???!!!
Awwwww, finally.
Hey there little man, I've waiting a long time to hold you in my arms.
Momma and baby…
We did it!… Again!
Having a few peaceful moments with Daddy before the girls arrive...
We could hear the girls coming from all the way down the hall. It was like a stampede!
Of course Rachel was more than ready to finally hold her baby brother.
She's been asking every night before bedtime for months now…
"And when is Luke coming again, Mom?"
Look at her face… love at first sight.
Kisses for Luke...
Maggie's turn to hold him!
She thought he was pretty cool too...
She loves the baby… but gets tired of him real quick. Unlike Rachel who is willing to pass on dinner to keep holding the baby.
Counting fingers and toes… Yep, they're all there!
Nana and Pop with their first grandson...
Grandma Payne getting her first dose of little Luke… with Rachel nearby of course...
The next couple days in the hospital were wonderful with Tyler there.
He was so helpful and supportive. Made me feel like a champ when I stood up for the first time, encouraged me as I took my first unbearably slow walk around the nursing station, and held me up as I cried in the shower. Oh and don't forget assured me I was as beautiful as ever and that I'd be feeling better in no time.
Husband of the year???… ahhh, YEAH!
I always forget just how tiny those little feet are.
Pure perfection.
Welcome to the Payne Family little Luke!
We love you more than you'll ever know.
