|No matter how a baby is delivered, there's bound to be some blood involved.|
Once again, I witnessed the miracle of birth in the form of a Caesarean delivery. Once again I did not faint despite the sheer amount of blood and body fluids spurting out and covering the bodies of the mother, the infant, and anyone else standing in the wrong place at the wrong time. This time the mother's water hadn't broken prior to labor, so when the OBGYN punctured the amniotic sac, the amniotic fluid came gushing up like Old Faithful. I was glad to have been standing far enough away that I didn't get an impromptu shower. I understand now why everyone was so heavily covered in protective clothing and gear.
I got to hold the baby for about two seconds before she was taken to the NICU.
The baby, a girl, weighed thee pounds, twelve ounces, but is a strong amost-four-pounder and is expected to be home in a couple of weeks if not sooner. Her name is Camille Catherine. I have been invited to be her Godmother. I am her brother's Godmother as well. my brother has been asked to be her Godfather. i'm not entirely sure he's up to the task, but I will do what I need to do to bring him up to speed.