Henry Thomas entered the world around 10 pm last night. I was induced around 1:30, and after six hours of mild contractions (well, the epidural makes them seem mild) I delivered our beautiful son into the world. He was 9 inches long and 9 oz. His skin was transparent, and rather bruised from his journey, so he was a bit purplish. He had 10 perfect fingers and 10 perfect toes. He was absolutely perfect.
Aaron's sister is a Labor and Delivery nurse at the hospital where we had Henry, so she took care of cleaning him up and dressing him for us in his little blanket. She also made a foot and hand mold, as well as took pictures of him. He looked like a little old man, but so wonderful.
He was named after both of our grandfathers. We don't know if he'll be our last son, or our last child, so we wanted to honor our families by naming this precious child after two very wonderful men.
Thank you for caring.
It is my hope that I will begin to see the light at the end of this tunnel, and that the physical healing can now begin. I know that the emotional and mental healing have already started, and hopefully they will continue. It is a blessing to know that our son is in a better place, and that my body is safe from health risks. I am holding onto those thoughts, because they are so much better than the negative spin that I could put on things. :)
Just as a lighter note--- we thought about naming him Butch, since that's what Ethan wanted to name a little brother. Just couldn't do it :)
Another lighter note-- if you get my husband's sense of humor, and understand that he is in no way trying to diminish our loss, you may read this---Aaron's dad had been asking Ethan if Mommy was going to have a baby girl, a baby boy, or a puppy dog. Whenever Ethan would answer girl or boy, Grandpa would say, "No, I think Mommy's having a puppy dog." Aaron says we should tell Ethan that Pop Pop was right, that Mommy had a puppy dog, and give him a puppy. :) Now, there are variations on this, but the bottom line is, Ethan may get a puppy--- but
not from my body :) You see the humor? Have to have some humor, or else it gets too hard to breathe.