Our babies are nine days old already. It’s hard to believe! And I’m finally getting around to posting about the birth…
After much consideration, we decided to go for the C-section at 38 weeks. The biggest deciding factors were that Baby A was breech and way down in the pelvic canal (and unlikely to change position) and that our doctor was going to have his hospital day when we were 38 weeks (exactly) gestation. The security we felt with our doctor’s preparation and ability to manage Molly’s bleeding disorders (von Willebrand’s and Platelet Storage Pool Deficiency) was worth it to us to deliver them at 38 weeks, especially considering Molly would almost definitely ultimately have a C-section anyway. We went in the morning of Saturday, May 14, 2011 for the C-section and to finally meet our babies!
I was super impressed by the whole hospital and staff. Everything seemed very organized and prepared. The entire staff involved in the birth was respectful of our request to not have “It’s a girl!” or “It’s a boy!” announced, and they held the babies up so I could see their bits before a gender was determined for us. I was very happy with how it all happened, and although the surgery in general was tough for Molly (it is major abdominal surgery after all), I think they made it as good of an experience as possible.
We stayed in the hospital for a total of three nights, pretty standard for a C-section at our particular hospital. Both babies, although technically “full term” were low birth weight (defined as under 2500 grams, about 5 lbs. 8 oz.), but they checked out perfectly healthy and needed no NICU time. Because of the low birth weight, we had to begin supplementing them from the get-go with formula – something I wasn’t psyched about but at the same time understand the rationale for it. By the time we left the hospital, they were down 7% and 6% of their birthweights, but 7-10% loss is normal for all healthy newborns. At their 7-day checkup, they were already gaining it back and were down only 5% and 4% from birthweight. And we haven’t needed to supplement very much with formula at all basically since Molly’s milk came in. All great news!
Through all the ups and downs and joys and challenges of the pregnancy journey, I am so happy we chose to try to conceive (and did!). And how lucky are we that we now have two new little people in our lives! They are already starting to look even more different from each other and develop their own personalities. The transition to being home has been fairly smooth, and most of the credit for that should go to Molly’s mom who has been invaluable – helping with everything from household chores to taking the “night shift” with the babies so I can get five or so hours of sleep in a row, allowing me to be a somewhat normal human being during these final weeks of classes. Honestly, I don’t know what we would have done without her. I surely wouldn’t have been able to hold it as together during the first couple of days of Molly’s recovery. From the bottom of my heart, thank you, thank you.
About 10 years ago, I started my FTM transition website because I wanted to provide the information about transitioning I so desperately wanted to – needed to – find but couldn’t. Over the past decade, it has grown into something even more massive than me, getting thousands of page views per day and nothing but positive feedback through email. Similarly, I originally started this blog to chronicle my (our) journey of trying to conceive and pregnancy given Molly’s and my relatively unique circumstances, because I couldn’t find a similar resource. Now that our two little ones are here, Molly challenged me to think about what direction I want to take this blog. Although our trying-to-conceive journey is over (for now?), having a Daddy Blog is still important to me, because other Daddy Blogs are still much more difficult to find than Mommy Blogs. Also, I still have a very unique life experience that (at least in my opinion) is interesting and presents its own set of joys and challenges. I can only begin to imagine how those will change and evolve and meld into the joys and challenges of fatherhood.
And so it is time to change the name of my blog as “Dad-to-Be” just isn’t accurate anymore. From here on, this blog will be called Daddyhood Transcribed. Posts may be less frequent from now on, but I hope and intend the posts to be thoughtful reflections on what it means to me to not only be a dad, but more specifically a trans dad, in today’s world…especially to two beautiful daughters.