4:00AM I woke up and saw that the 24 hours had passed. I was finally off of bedrest and able to go see our baby in the NICU. I sat up in the hospital bed and my legs were like jello. Heath helped me stand. He ran bath water for me and I sat in the whirlpool. It was like heaven to finally soak my hoo-ha. Heath helped me wash my hair and scrubbed my back. Soon, I was in a wheelchair being pushed by Heath on our way to meet our son in the NICU. The anticipation for this moment was more than I could take. As we wheeled to the NICU I was trying to imagine what he looked like. Heath had been taking pictures and bringing them to my hospital room just to pacify me. But, now I will be able to touch him, and smell him.
Finally he is in front of us. Laying so peacefully in his baby bed. He was naked and tiny. Perfectly proportioned. His head is so perfectly round. A little note card that said "bo" at the bottom was tucked near his feet. It read "It is nice to meet you Mommy. I slept very well last night. I like to lay on my left side the most. My diaper was dirty at 2:00 AM and I really let the nurses have it with my strong, loud cry."
