Brantley's Birth Story

For Brantley's birth we had a scheduled c-section due to his estimated weight & my body not having the ability to physically delivery him vaginally. 

On July 11, the day before his birth I spent the day just getting ready & I was super emotional. It is truly such a crazy feeling knowing that you have a date scheduled to meet your baby. And I was honestly so terrified of having surgery because I knew it was going to be an extremely difficult recovery.

On July 12, I woke up around 3am to get a shower & finish packing my hospital bag. It was such a strange feeling leaving the quiet house knowing that when we came home we would be with our sweet baby boy. 

We  got to the hospital at 5:00am & they checked me in and took me to the pre-surgery area. I got undressed & into my gorgeous hospital gown, hooked up to IV's, drank a super disgusting drink to balance the acid levels in my stomach & got hooked up to the monitors for the baby & I. Turns out I was having big contractions which I had been having for about a month and I had no clue it was a real contraction. Kevin got to put on some scrubs & took some pictures of the two of us - our last photos of just him & I before we met our baby. Slowly over the next hour & a 1/2, the doctors all made their rounds to talk to me about surgery & the plan for the birth of our sweet baby boy. The closer that it got to 7:30am, the more anxious & nervous that I became. 

At 7:30am, they had me walk into the freezing cold, stark white operating room. Kevin had to wait outside of the operating room. Once I got into there, they had me sit on the operating table with the back of my gown open. The nurse had me lean forward into her as the doctors prepped my back & the medications for my spinal tap. For a few minutes it seemed as though they were struggling to get the placement right & all of a sudden I heard the doctor say - she has a tiny bit of scoliosis. I had no clue that I did so that made me even more scared that something would go wrong - I just remember saying everything is going to be okay, right to the nurse. After a few more minutes & a ton of pinching and burning, the spinal tab was done & they had me lay down on the table. They placed in the catheter which was super uncomfortable - physically & also the fact that my legs were wide open in front of several people. 

After the catheter was placed, my legs started to go numb - this was absolutely the worst for me & this was when my anxiety immediately kicked in. I kept having to remind myself to not move my legs at all because the minute I moved them my anxiety sky rocketed. I remember getting really cold so they placed a super warm blanket over the top of me. The doctor for the anesthesia was right behind my head the entire time. He held my hand & helped me stay as calm as he could.

They finally let Kevin back into the operating room & it felt like a million years had passed without him. He sat to the left side of me & we waited on the doctor to come in. I stayed pretty quiet the entire time because I was scared & honestly felt like shit. As soon as Dr. T came in, he wanted to play some music & to my surprise, it was reggae. As soon as I heard it come on, I smiled & it seemed to settle me a little because we got married in Jamaica so it felt so special. 

At this point, I had the blue sheet in front of my face so I couldn't see a thing. I knew that surgery started because I started to feel a lot of tugging & pulling. I also remember smelling this awful burning smell -- similar to the smell when they cauterize skin. The doctor called out over the sheet yup you're all baby there is barely any fat here. I kept asking the anesthesiologist if it was almost time to meet the baby & he kept saying yes. Kevin & I just kept staring at each other, just waiting to hear our baby's cry... & the tugging and pulling on my stomach was so bad !!  

At 8:06 am we heard the sweet beautiful cry come from our baby boy & within a few seconds after that they raised our angel boy above the blue curtain. He was absolutely the cutest baby I have ever seen in my entire life. Kevin & I immediately started crying.. it was the best day. In 18 years, I have never seen Kevin cry that way. After the baby was born, I started to go downhill - nausea, dizzy/faint feeling & high anxiety. I felt so awful that I wasn't able to do skin-to-skin & it made me sad because I wanted that so badly. I remember just laying there & Kevin was with the baby & nurses at the weighing/heat station. They yelled out that he weighed 7lbs 10oz which was a lot smaller then they estimated (they said he would be around 9.5/10 lbs) - he was only 1 ounce less then my birth weight. 

After doing the health check, they brought Brantley all bundled up & Kevin sat right next to me again. Tears just streamed from my face as I looked at Kevin hold him. He was the most precious, beautiful, healthy baby that I ever laid my eyes on. I just kept stroking his soft chubby cheeks in awe of how amazing God is. My prayers came true & he was a dream. After a few minutes of the three of us being together, Kevin & baby went to the nursery (our moms were there & once they heard the lullabye over the speaker, they heard to the nursery behind the glass window to see Brantley). While they were in the nursery, they finished up my surgery. 

I got wheeled to recovery & I remember asking for my baby... so they brought Brantley to me. We finally got to do skin-to-skin together & I attempted to breastfeed. Still in complete awe, I couldn't believe that we created this sweet beautiful, healthy baby boy. We stayed in recovery for a bit - my anxiety levels weren't as bad at this point and I absolutely still could not move the lower half of my body. I was so incredibly itchy all over - I kept scratching my face nonstop because of the pain medications that they gave to me. 

After recovery, I don't remember being wheeled to my hospital room & truly I don't really remember a lot about the rest of that day. We had visitors come throughout the day & I continued to hold our sweet boy and continue with my attempts at breastfeeding. 

As wonderful as this day was, I cannot help but be sad because I struggle to remember every second of the day. It was a day that I never wanted to forget but because of having surgery, the day has become a bit of a fog. Luckily, the parts I do remember are the most important parts & they will be the most special moments I will ever have. The moments I cannot remember photos were taken so they will last forever. 

Brantley Emory Raulerson

7lbs 11oz. 

20 inches long 

8:06am

Hospital Photos