Little Ariana had such a tough journey to get here…poor Denise labored for hours and hours and wasn’t progressing and finally had to be given a C-section. Well, we know with C-sections I am not allowed in the OR to cover the actual birthing process. O-well. Maybe the Valley will come around to a more progressive way of thinking regarding C-sections, but, I digress. So when Ariana finally made her debut, everyone was pretty tuckered out. When I arrived at the hospital poor Denise was so sick from the anesthesia, and the medicine she took for the nausea made her soooooo sleepy, the baby was still in the nursery and everyone else has stepped out for quick bite to eat…so Denise and I took a quick nap together 🙂 When Ariana came into the room, it really was the first time Denise had gotten to see her and I could tell she just wanted to hold that baby and love on her. When she finally held Ariana it was like watching her release a big sigh of relief and everything was finally made right. It was like the two were in their own little love bubble there for a bit. It was such a testament to me of the intense love a mother has for her child. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again…births are incredibly intimate and personal and I always feel privileged to be a part of them.
