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Continued from last week…
I didn’t realize how invasive a C-section is until I was getting ready to have one. The way people talk about it, a C-section seemed like no big deal. So, I thought mine would be the same. Boy, my expectations were way off.
Things I remember in flashbacks:
The rest is fuzzy. I developed an infection and had a fever of 104.2 degrees. I was in and out of consciousness.
The nurses put baby Sophia on my chest, and I tried to nurse her. She was a champ — here I was barely awake, and she was wiggling her brand-new body around trying to eat.
I also remember how scared my own mother was in the delivery room. She later told me that she was processing in her mind what would happen if I didn’t make it. That was never an option for me. I wasn’t scared. I just knew my body would figure it out — and it did (with the help of triple antibiotics).
To be continued next Tuesday.Chronicles of a New(ish) MilSpouse The MilFam Diaries