My C-Section Experience

My C-section experience was a whirlwind of “firsts” and emotions I’ll never forget. The IV going in for the first time had me on edge, and being admitted to the hospital for the first time made everything feel surreal. I was awake the entire time—every moment magnified. I honestly thought I might have a full-blown panic attack.

The anxiety hit when the lumbar injection was given, and I waited, heart racing, to feel it take effect. That strange, incredible sensation when my body below the chest went numb was both relieving and utterly alien. The cold blue of the operating theater, surrounded by nurses and doctors, felt overwhelming—yet strangely reassuring. The Doctor, the Anaesthetist, the nurses and the staff made me feel safe, patiently answering all my questions and explaining every step to keep me calm.

Then arrived your Papa. Him holding my hand through it all was a lifeline in the chaos. I could feel the tugging and pushing during the procedure, sensations that were unlike anything else—intense, strange, and completely surreal. And then, the miracle: seeing you, my baby boy being pulled into the world.

And the first cry. Your tiny voice cutting through the haze of fear, the tugging, the strange sensations and suddenly, everything shifted. All the anxiety, the cold blue of the OT, the tugging, the waiting—it melted away in an instant. That single sound was pure life, pure magic, pure you.

A torrent of emotions washed over me—relief, awe, disbelief—before I was sedated to relax and begin recovering. In that moment, I also felt a pang of longing for my first babies, Happy and Stella—wishing they could be there to meet you too, even as my heart overflowed with love for the newest little member of our family. Every part of it was overwhelming, terrifying, beautiful, and life-changing all at once.