When I finally got back to the Labor and Delivery room and was checked, it was determined that I was 2cm. I had told myself that if I was 8 or more, that I would labor for a bit, but at only two, I was afraid of a repeat performance from my experience having Amelie--labor and push for a really long time and then end up with a c-section anyway.
So, I was prepped for the c-section and was wheeled down to the OR. The procedure went off without a hitch. Violet was born at 9:31pm on Thursday, February 2nd. The only problem was when the doctor announced,
"It's a boy!"
"WHAT!?!?" I exclaimed, to which she quickly corrected herself. I think she was just stunned by Violet's size AND she was a non-native English speaker--her name and accent were French.
They placed Violet on the scale and we were all amazed--
Can you see it through the blur? That's right. 10lbs. 10.5 ounces. I was SO thankful for the c-section at that point. It turned out that she was 23" as well. ENORMOUS!
Violet gave Amelie this shirt when Amelie came to meet Violet. Amelie was VERY excited to meet her baby sister, Viyet.
This was Sunday morning before we were discharged and I was trying to be artsy. I LOVE baby feet.
As I've said before, my experience with Violet was the simplest. Part of my struggle with scheduling a c-section was "choosing" my baby's birthday. I felt very strange about that aspect of things. So, I love that she came on God's time rather than mine. I recognize had she been born on Friday the third, that would have been God's time as well, but you know what I mean. Her arrival was unexpected and a surprise, and I was thankful for that.