My son Hunter was born July 27th at 1:28am. I love him so much that it starts to bother me when other people hold him, including my husband. I had a very easy pregnancy. But delivery, regardless of how quick it was, was hard. He came out after about an hour and a half of pushing. But he decided he wants to be a gymnast or something cuz his feet were up by his cheeks and he came out head first. I didn't get to hold him or even see him till everything was cleaned up and done. I didn't get to do skin to skin till almost 3 days later and I still can't get him to breastfeed and as I wrote this I'm crying. I guess I didn't realize how much it bothered me till now. His oxygen was low he was jaundice and had to be put in a light box and his acid levels in his blood were high. I know things could have been so much worse but I thought maybe is I shared I'd feel better. This is my love bug! And I'm blessed he's here but it was a lil scary