Baby #2 – Meeting his Sibling
If by some odd chance you missed all the excitement on Facebook at the announcement of Charmaine and I welcoming our second baby boy, or perhaps you just want to hear more into how it all went down or should I say went out, then you have come to the right place.
Things don’t always go to plan when it comes to birthing babies. Recall my old post, couple of years ago when Levi was due and we were waiting at the hospital for a normal delivery. All of a sudden a nurse monitoring Charmaine felt like the baby might be in distress, next minute I see Charmaine disappear from my sight and into an operating room down a dimly lit corridor. An emergency caesarean was required, and I had to wait patiently. Short time later I am escorted into the operating room and am greeted by a little screaming boy. That is how we welcomed our first son Levi. This time round two is upon us, so continue reading to find out the conclusion.
Cutting to the chase, to the relief of the mother, the baby was delivered naturally, but not all went to plan. It all began Sunday evening, when the contractions intensified and became more regular. Poor Charmaine had to endure a sleepless night of pain. She was in a state of delivery limbo; the hospital would only take her in when the contractions became even more frequent, all the while still being painful enough to prevent any meaningful sleep. The pain and discomfort persisted for another 24 odd hours, until another pleading and now more painful call to the hospital resulted in a green light for us to make out way there.
It was shortly after 8 pm when we arrived to the birthing section of the hospital. The nurses casually strapped some monitoring devises onto Charmaine and asked some general questions about the medical history. There was no sense of impending urgency or call to act, that is until the doctor decided to do a quick internal as they call it.
That’s when things got real, as they say. The contractions went from painful to excruciating and then… enough to change the scene from the monitoring area into the delivery quarters. As the Mike Tyson quote goes “Everybody has a plan until they get punched in the mouth”, which sums up how the night went, except instead of a literal punch in the mouth it was the punch from the full force of unmediated natural birth. You see, the plan and the plea from Charmaine was for pain relief, any pain relief, but there just was no time. It all happened at such a chaotic and rapid rate that before we could even comprehend the magnitude of what happened we were holding our second son. A slimy and screaming son, but our son regardless. Tears were shed, photos exchanged, memories preserved, and nurses thanked.
After some more painful issues that needed to be fixed, all that was behind us, and now we had another healthy baby boy in our hands. Both Charmaine and I were drained but very ecstatic.
Next Day – Meeting of the Brothers
What Charmaine and I were looking forward to the most and to capture was the first time Levi meets his baby brother. After a decent night of sleep for Charmaine and the baby at the hospital, I made my way there in the morning, before Levi would arrive with my in-laws.
The whole exchange was so sweet and heart-warming, and I am glad I was able to be there to get it. Levi has been wanting to meet his little brother for months now, starting from when he would be touching Charmaines belly and talking to it and referring to “baby bruder” sic.
Here are some of my favourite moments from the exchange