They were amazing, life changing and moments that I truly will never be able to forget. Both of mine were c-sections. Both of my children had specialists standing by, because they had complications. Both of my children, were supposed to die. My daughter wasn’t breathing when she was born. That was the longest 3 minutes of my life. Then that sound, oh my God, was it amazing. My son, had heart complications, but we were told there would be lung complications, as well. That little boy, came screaming. My husband and I, at the same time, said, “Lungs are fine!” and, after being checked, there were fine. He’s five, she’s 14 and both are wonderful.
The pain? There was pressure, discomfort and the recovery was a pain in the rear. I don’t think you (or at least I) factor that in, when you are really looking back. Maybe I do, to a point, only to say that I would do it again, in a heart beat.
Magical, in the strictest sense of the word? No. A miracle, absolutely. Instant love, overwhelming love.
Holding that baby, welcoming it to the world, a once in a lifetime moment, that I will always cherish.