it was actually very interesting this time around. We have been very insistent on doing labor and delivery the way we want to this time. To us, it seemed like we were just there doing whatever we were told throughout the entire process of Tori’s birth. Really, what else were we going to do? We had never been in that situation. We were trusting in our doctor and the nurses to do their job and lead us to the most successful delivery possible. Unfortunately, it didn’t feel like we received the best care…the care we thought we were getting. We feel that, had Sarah been given the chance, she could have delivered Tori naturally.
We want things to be completely different this time. After last week’s appointment, Sarah did some calling around trying to figure out where the hopital is going to need to compromise and where we are going to need to in order to have a successful labor and delivery. Apparently those phone calls have thrown the entire department into a frenzy and Sarah’s midwife came in ready to discuss it. There have been emails exchanged all week saying that Sarah had said this or that and that everyone was concerned and her midwife needed to talk to her. It was a major misunderstanding and Sarah was just asking around to see what was really going to happen and what we were actually going to be able to do. It was pretty interesting. We are just want to do what is best for Sarah and the baby. That is the most important thing.
Tori has had a rough couple of days recently. On Sunday, she and I were playing around in our room and she tripped and fell into a storage tub right on her little nose. She got up and was startled but okay. She has a little battle wound and Sarah thought it could possibly be broken, but she’s fine. Sunday night, we put her to bed while we kept cleaning and doing laundry. Sarah thought it was weird that Tori had not got out of bed all night but I though nothing of it. After our sheets had dried, I threw them over the ledge onto the stairs below. As I was carrying a basket-full of laundry downstairs, I stepped on the sheets and found that Tori was laying on the bottom step under all the laundry. You guessed it: I had stepped right on top of her. I felt terrible! I am not a small man. I felt like I had just crushed my daughter. I stepped right on her ribs and we (well, Sarah) have been watching her since to make sure she is okay. Last night she fell and scraped up her face somehow. Neither one of us know how it happened. But she’s still funny and smily and beautiful. She really is an amazing little girl and we are so blessed to have her in our little family.