Day 2

I remember from my past c-sections that the day after surgery was always the hardest. On the day of surgery you are still pretty drugged up. You sleep most of the day and remember very little of what goes on that day. By the day after surgery, the drugs have all worn off. Although you still receive medicine for pain, it isn't the same as the day before when you felt nothing at all. This seems to run true with Nathaniel also. Yesterday he slept all day long. I was able to catch up on some sleep while he rested. By yesterday evening, he was starting to come around a little bit. I stayed awake pretty late just making sure he was resting and that I was there to hold his hands when the nurses came in. He gets very scared when he sees them walk through the door. I'm sure he is afraid they will do something that hurts. Anyway, I did finally get some sleep about 3 this morning.

Today, it is very obvious that Nathaniel is in pain. He of course is getting morphine when he needs it. He is just pretty miserable though. He keeps reaching out for my hand and crying. I sit next to him and hold his hand and stroke his face to reassure him I'm there. Even though he really wants to be held, it is just too painful for me to pick him up yet. I am very thankful that there were no complications and that everything went well. I only wish I could take the pain for him. I am reminded though on this Christmas Eve, that we had someone who took the pain of our sins. Happy Birthday Jesus! Thank you for all of your sacrifices. Thank you for my beautiful family and friends. Thank you that you are right here in this hospital room holding my little one, when I can't. I love you! Merry Christmas!