I was given a list of surgery dates to choose from when scheduling my c-section with Kainoa and while some women might want to pick the very soonest possible date, it’s a strange notion to actually PICK your baby’s birth date. I really gave it some thought before picking the soonest possible date and then I circled July 9th on the calendar.
“Having a baby…”
Just another day.
When the 9th rolled around it was ‘time’. The girls were packed at Grandma’s and I had stuffed their bags with presents. My mother’s guilt was already in full swing.
He was born on a beautiful, sunny day and while looking at the Seattle view from our hospital room I told Pat it felt like we should be out and about walking around and not having a baby that day. That’s the weird thing about scheduled c-sections, it doesn’t really feel like you should be having a baby yet.
But have a baby we did. The anxiety I had about the surgery was balanced with the excitement I had about finding out what the sex of our baby would be. My 9 months of nesting and baby baking came undone in just one hour on an operation table and just like that, Kainoa was born.
And then he was five.
Happy 5th Birthday Kainoa!