Natalie Lynn Kampshoff was born at 9:38 PM on Friday, July 30, 2004. She weighed 11 pounds, 14 ounces and was 21.5 inches long at birth. (That's 5.4 kilograms and 54 centimeters for you metric folks. I think. Someone may want to check my math, I'm going on very little sleep here.) That's a big baby.
Gretchen worked very hard during her labor on Thursday and Friday, but she simply hit a wall Friday evening, and now it's obvious why -- it's likely that Gretchen would have never been able to give birth in the traditional manner. Dr. Kohls made the call at around 9 on Friday night to do a Caesarean section. As soon as we knew for sure it was happening, I called the grandparents-to-be and asked them to join us. I was hoping they would arrive before the procedure began.
Needless to say, this made both of us quite nervous. We hadn't really mentally prepared ourselves for this possibility -- our reaction to discussions of C-sections in our pregnancy class were limited to "That's not going to happen to us, is it?" We just assumed that it wouldn't come up.
After plenty of reassurance by the simply wonderful nursing staff at St. John's, Gretchen was rolled off into the OR and I spent what was probably the scariest 20 or so minutes of my life just waiting for them to prepare her for the procedure. When I rejoined her I was simply amazed at how calm she was. There was a barrier between us and the surgical team, and naturally I didn't dare to look while they were doing their job. About 20 minutes later, Natalie was born. I didn't get to cut the cord, but I got to watch as the nurses cleaned her and wrapped her up in a blanket. A nurse held Natalie close to Gretchen, and the crying baby immediately stopped when she heard our voices. After a few minutes of staring at our new daughter, Gretchen was prepped for the recovery room, and I went with Natalie for the weigh-in. The surgical team called after us to tell us to call back with her weight.
11 pounds, 14 ounces. Even the nurses got a picture of the scale. It was the largest baby one of them had ever seen born. We were immediately famous throughout the Maternity Care Center, not only for Natalie's size but for her full head of brown hair. At first look, we thought it was the color of Gretchen's hair, but after it was cleaned up and dried off, we realized it's actually more like my color. She has dark blue eyes, but of course that, along with her hair color, may change as she gets older.
Gretchen has recovered remarkably quickly. She's up and moving around, and fortunately they were able to disconnect her from her IV and everything else that goes along with it. She's in pain, but she's handling it much better than I ever could. It's almost a for-sure thing that Gretchen and Natalie will come home Monday afternoon. We'll introduce Daisy to her new playmate later that day.
Natalie is, in my totally unbiased and objective view, the most beautiful baby ever born. Except for a rather fussy night last night and an equally scream-eriffic morning today, she's been perfectly calm and content. She's taken being passed around among all of our visitors with only the occasional outburst. I've been told this doesn't last long, but one can hope.
Unfortunately, I don't have any good digital photos of Natalie. I had our film camera during and after the birth and only switched over to the digital for a few pictures after Sean got it from the room for me. (There's also some digital video, but that'll take a while to edit and such.) There are a couple were you can see less than half her face when it's buried in someone else's arm or whatnot, but I've decided to wait to post any pictures until I can take some decent ones tomorrow. If you're wondering how it is that I'm making this update at all, I've come home a night early to get our house ready for Natalie, and also to get a decent night's rest so I'm ready to help both mom and daughter tomorrow -- the sleeping accommodations for dads at St. John's leave much to be desired.
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