So how did I get here?
Everything about Mommy’s pregnancy was going well. I was healthy and she was healthy. But there was one concern that was on everyone’s mind during the third trimester: my size. During our check-ups, it was becoming obvious that I was a very large baby. I mean, just look at how big Mommy’s tummy is. My estimated weight started off on the high end and then ended up going off the charts. I was such a big baby that my EDD (estimated delivery date), which was based on my size, kept being moved up earlier. My original due date was May 13th, but at one point my EDD was as early as April 23rd. So, everyone started preparing themselves for an April-born baby.
I was not informed of the update to my EDD and I was not ready to be born in April. I showed no signs of dropping or being ready to be born. April 23rd came and went. At one of my last check ups the doctor expressed concern about the possible difficulty of a natural birth. She mentioned a C-section, but Mommy and Daddy decided to wait for me to come on my own time.
At my last check-up the doctor was not willing to wait much longer and scheduled for Mommy to be admitted to the hospital on May 10th to see where I was. If I had dropped or showed signs of getting ready for a natural birth the doctor was going to induce labor. When the doctor checked on me she found that I had not even come close to dropping and I was floating around as if I had all the time in the world. That’s when she made the immediate decision that I should be delivered by C-section. (I feel that I should mention here, again, that my due date was originally May 13th, so I was not technically late. I just sizeably needed to be born according to the doctor).
So off to surgery, Mommy went.
As you know, everything went smoothly and I was delivered safely and healthily on May 10th at 2:37p.m.. And the doctor was right; I was a big baby! The doctor and nurses were very surprised at how big I was and how loud I was. They said that most babies that are born by C-section don’t start crying until they are removed from the womb, but I started wailing before they could get me out of there. I had a great set up: free room and board, mobility, security, and I had the place all to myself. It was awesome! Sure, it was a bit cramped, but with some heel kicks and elbow pushes I was making it roomier. But I was removed from my home without my permission. So, of course I cried as soon as I saw someone breaking into my home.
Oh well, it all worked out in the end. I was still getting bigger and I was really eager to meet Mommy who had been caring for me all this time. Since she was awake during the surgery, she got to see me right away. I’m going to miss my first home, but if Mommy’s nearby, I’m sure I’ll like my new one as well.
Well, I’d better go. It’s been quite a long day and I have to get some sleep. Apparently in this world I have to work a lot harder for food and things. Good night!
