Scariest two minutes of my life

You are asked questions all throughout your pregnancy. Shots after? Skin to skin? Delayed cord clamping? Do you want your placenta? Pain medication during labor? Breathing techniques? Would you like the tub again? Are you still exercising and eating well? You try and do everything right to set you up for success for the big day. You make all these plans so you are more prepared for your labor and delivery but no one can prepare you for fear.

You hear horror stories and think that’ll never happen to you. You push them out of your mind and pray for the best. My water broke at home, we got ready and left for the birthing center. My whole labor and delivery was less than three hours. Magical, right?

Then, I heard the worry and eagerness in her voice. I heard the fear. Arthur’s umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck as he was coming out. Once his blue face came out I had to keep pushing only to realize his shoulder was stuck on my public bone. He was stuck and the cord still wrapped.

My belly turned into a human trampoline as they pushed on him and I from all different angles. So many doctors were rushed in to get this baby out as soon as physically possible. Arthur made his way into the world and was placed on my chest. Not moving,

Not breathing, and Not giving me that baby commercial cry you wait for as a parent. His cord was cut and he was taken away for the longest most helpless 120 seconds of mine and Brody’s lives.

We only heard sounds of the doctors trying to breathe for Arthur. We prayed, I asked for my Nana to come help us because lord knows we needed it. She must’ve been listening because no sooner did my words come out was he crying. He cried and cried until his lungs were full of oxygen and he decided that would be good enough for now.

We had a rough pregnancy with the HG, we had a rough start to our lives together but we have love, breath and each other, that might be all that we need.