A long story cut very short, I did not know that I was pregnant with my son until roughly 3 hours before he was born. I was alone in the hospital and very scared. Everything really happened so fast that it took a moment for everything to really hit me. When it did, the only thing that was going thru my head was all the things I had done in the past nine months that surely was about to result in a still-born birth. At one point, I broke down crying and begged the nurse to tell me if the baby was ok (I was being prepped for an emergency c-section). She told me she wasn't sure. Moments later I was whisked into the OR and the surgery began to deliver my child. It seemed to take so long. I had had a c-section with my daughter 7 years before and I didn't remember it taking this long. I was vomiting and had to have a tube put in to essentially pump my stomach as they operating me. That's when I heard it. It was the most amazing sound I had ever heard. He was crying. I still, at this point didn't know he was a "he", but I knew he was alive. Then even better news came. He was perfectly healthy. I don' think I have ever cried as much as I did that day. I did everything wrong, did not even know I was pregnant, and yet he somehow survived and the most perfect 2 year old in the world. I will always cherish the day both of my children were born, but the day William was born will always hold a special place in my heart.
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