
20 years ago on Feb 9th, we went to the hospital to have our baby boy. I'd been in labor all day and went in that night. Kevin slept in the chair next to me and snored all night and I was told to "sleep, you'll need it" which was impossible. Early in the morning, I was awoken to a room full of people, and I was being prepped for a c-section. Apparently, the cord was tied around his neck and every time I had a contraction, he was being deprived of oxygen. They soon realized there wasn't time for a c-section, so the next thing I knew they were delivering him. Sometime during all of that confusion, I DID get an epideral - probably before the c-section prep. He was tiny 6 lb. 10 oz. (for me that was small). He wasn't breathing and was blue, I didn't get to see him. The dr. immediately began breathing into him through a small tube, and all I could hear was "breathe kid, breathe kid". There were so many people in there and Kevin was shoved to a corner somewhere and I remember feeling so scared. I also remember feeling "I'm going to be so mad if I go through all of this and leave without my baby".
Michael was rushed into the NICU where he immediately began to thrive. He was covered in tubes which he preceeded to pull out on his own. My first look at my new baby was a polaroid of him in the NICU. It wasn't until later that they wheeled me in to see him. He was so dang tiny!!! I never can nurse so I had to try to feed him with these tiny little bottles. But, he always threw up so he didn't keep much down. He later became one of those babies who projectile vomits across the room, down my nightgown, everywhere!!!!!
It was fun to see his brother come to see him in the NICU. Michael looked huge compared to the other babies there. One baby celebrated his 1st birthday while we were there. Ours was a monster in comparison! He was able to go home after a few days and everything was fine! No long term damage at all. Dr. Johnson saved his life and later told me how scared I made him. He also told me to never do that to him again!!!
We didn't get pictures during the delivery obviously since everything happened so quickly. I was so grateful Michael was safe and we've been able to enjoy him for these 20 years. Each of my boys has brought so much joy and happiness into our lives. We love all of them. Happy Birthday Michael. I love you! Mom