March 29th, 2016
My daughter Lucila was born a day early. We were expecting her on March 30th.
On March 29th, I had decided to go to work as usual. My wife had a scheduled C-section for March 30th at 7am, so I figured that everything would go as planned.
It didn’t.
I got to work, had my coffee and wrote the first draft for this article: The Landing Page MVP.
After that I had a meeting with one of my teammates and then we had our first #OmbuLunch. It was the first time that we were doing a team lunch. It was great!
We rushed back to the office to have a scrum call with one of our clients. Ten minutes after we wrapped up the scrum my wife called.
She was in pain and had called the midwife to see what we should do.
I decided to go home right away, got in the car and in 10 minutes I was home with Claire.
Right after I walk in the door, the phone rang. It was the midwife.
— “How fast can you get to the hospital?”
— “I can be there in 30 minutes.”
— “OK, I’ll meet you there at 4pm. We are going to do the C-section today.”
— “OK. Sure, no problem.”
No problem? Holy shit! I was freaking out inside. It was time. It was time.
I tried to stay calm and asked my wife to get the bag. We got ready and left right away.
We got to the hospital at 3:50pm and waited for the midwife to get there. At this point my wife was still in pain, so I asked the staff to get a doctor to check on her.
Fortunately everything was fine.
At 4pm we put on the scrubs. Time was moving so fast. She was supposed to have the C-section on March 30th!
Around 4:30pm my wife got to the operating room. I was there right next to her. A few minutes after that they asked me to leave the room, the anesthesiologist had to setup the epidural.
At this point I just had to wait for them to get everything ready. Once I was allowed back in the room, Claire was almost ready for the C-section.
In my mind, the operation took less than 5 minutes.
My daughter was born at 5:28pm. She weighed 2.978kg and was 50 centimeters long.
I listened to my baby cry for the first time and I was relieved. I don’t remember what I was expecting, but I remember being so incredibly happy to see her (even though she was purple!)
It’s impossible to describe in words the joy that you feel when you become a parent.
After they ran some tests and cleaned her up, I got to finally hold her in my arms. Those minutes were wonderful.
She was so peaceful and I was just another fool in love.
Little Lucila and I