I had a scheduled section with our oldest daughter because she was breech. It was a wonderful birth experience and I went into my pregnancy with Charlotte knowing that I wanted a repeat c-section. My OB and I discussed birth options at my 8 week appointment and while I was a VBAC candidate, I much preferred a c-section.
The morning of my c-section was bittersweet. I had a hard time saying goodnight to Chloe the night before. She had been my sidekick for nearly three years, and I was having a hard time imagining her not being my only anymore. Just like last time, the biggest advantage of a planned c-section was the calmness that surrounded it. My husband and I were able to get up and shower the morning of surgery, and weren’t in any real rush. I was in minimal pain, (I’d been having prodromal labor for weeks!), but excited and anxious to meet our sweet pea.
My c-section was scheduled for 9am and we had to be checked in at the hospital by 7am. We live about 45 minutes away without traffic, so we had to leave by 6am. It was a very early start to our day and we hardly got any sleep the night before, partly due to nerves but mostly because of excitement. My mom got to our house by 5:45am to watch Chloe. We gave her a quick run-down of how we expected the day to go. Chloe woke up at 5:30am, which came as a huge surprise to us. She slept through both of us showering and me drying my hair, but it’s kind of like she knew something was going on and needed to see us. I was secretly okay with this, since it meant I got in a few more hugs and snuggles before we left the house.