Lentil’s Birth Story

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For the past four months I have woken up screaming in the middle of the night due to tortuous leg cramps. Every time this has happened Rob would jump out of bed to check to see if I had gone into labor.

Real labor was nothing like that.

For the first time ever, a member of the Santos family has been punctual.

One hour and thirty minutes after the clock struck midnight on Lentil’s due date, I popped out of bed with a terrible stomach ache which I attributed to eating way too much at my twin brothers’ 17th birthday party (lasagna and Bon Chon are a terrible tummy mixture!). Nothing happened so I tried to go back to sleep only to pop up with more pain a few moments later. I poked Rob and told him that I thought I might be having contractions.


So here I am popping in eight months later to this unfinished blog post about Lentil’s birth. Parenthood does that to you, you blink and tons of time has passed by and you realize that you’ve never finished whatever you started.

Long story short — I went from zero to hero REAL FAST and by the time I got to the hospital I was already in the last stage of labor. I had insisted on having a natural birth and even hired a doula to help me do this. Like many things in life things didn’t go according to plan and I ended up having a C-Section.

Womp, womp. But only for a little bit because I’m now a mama! Everything has been a whirlwind blur so maybe I’ll get into the details another day (during another naptime) but figured I should address this since it’s been a huge life change.



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