Alas, everything changes in an instant. My new bundle of joy was set to come on July 11. She surfaced on the 12th instead. Everything happened so quickly. I remember feeling extremely heavy and hoping to avoid a caesarian. I had the contractions, my water broke and as my health was pretty decent, everything seemed to go as scheduled. The baby's heartrate began dropping and I was rushed into the operating room to save the baby.
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| Payton was hungry in the womb too. |
A few minutes passed and around 1:30am, my daughter entered the world. She was unnamed, but Paul and I settled on Payton Sky (later changed to Skii, which is closer to Paul's nickname) while I was in the recovery room. Although the procedure (my second caesarian) was overwhelming, I was exhilarated. Tears were already streaming down my face. Payton, means "Village of the Warrior" with English Origins.
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| My husband hugs his new bundle. |
Every negative feeling quickly vanished. I was again looking forward to Payton's development and our adventures. I enjoyed the instant bonding while in the hospital room. All babies stayed in the room with mommy, while the nurses strongly encouraged skin to skin contact. The experience was rewarding.
A few days later, I was back in the swing of successfully nursing Payton and we were scheduled to be discharged. As much as I like to be a different person outside fo work, my nerdiness always seeps out. I recall trying to ask the visiting nurse about the time I would be released. For some reason, I kept asking, "When will Payton and I be out-processed?" I couldn't understand why the nurse had such a quizzical expression on her face. Finally, she understood as one of her close friends was also a developer.
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| Payton is almost 1 month old |
Overall, as having delivered at Washington Hospital Center twice, my experience was great. The nursing staff was phenomenal and the lactation nurses are wonderful.
As I have a 2nd little one, I am truly trying to treasure each day. I love to see how Phoenix, Tenaj, and Payton interact. Everyday, I am proud that I can experience another adventure with my family.
A few days later, I was back in the swing of successfully nursing Payton and we were scheduled to be discharged. As much as I like to be a different person outside fo work, my nerdiness always seeps out. I recall trying to ask the visiting nurse about the time I would be released. For some reason, I kept asking, "When will Payton and I be out-processed?" I couldn't understand why the nurse had such a quizzical expression on her face. Finally, she understood as one of her close friends was also a developer. 
