Posted by About a year ago we announced to the world that we were having a third. The excitement, shock, and anticipation from the family was unmeasured. Maddox and Kennedy were bewildered about what was happening to mommy but super excited that there would be a baby joining the ranks.
We then did the gender reveal which had some high back and forth between Kennedy (thought it was a girl) and everyone else (thought it was a boy). As it happened and the pink confetti flew across the park I witnessed the pure excitement Kennedy had for her baby sister, Maddox’s happiness and understanding that he was adding more responsibility as an older brother, and the look in Devon’s eyes…..oh no another strong willed baby girl like Kennedy.
We progressed and not to summarize the pregnancy but from my view point it was a bit tougher on Devon the prior two. We did get some great laughs in, when Maddox told her an alien was growing inside of her and his complete freak out when Sawyer kicked. (she was a kicker).
The day arrived for the C-Section and we were beyond excited. 08/19/19 was my sister’s birthday and now Sawyer Rayne’s. As an 3x father, the hospital was routine. All the same moments, just the anticipation building. It was time and I sat in the lonesome chair outside the operating room in my scrubs. I started to reflect that this is now the third time I sat in this chair and how I have gone from new father to my son, 2x father to Kennedy, and now completing the three peat.
The nurse came and got me and walked me back. She was super nice and took my camera to capture the moment I walked into the OR, I entered the door and she was snapping photos. Except it was not Devon on the table. She told me to walk into the wrong one! This was humorous when thinking about it after the fact. Then we finally got into the right room and I took my seat next to Devon.
What do you say in this moment? I think with all three kids I sat down and said “Hey, how’s it going?” I am sure Devon is thinking, this idiot is asking me this and I am on an operating table. After a few minutes, we hear the doctor say he was close. I stood up and watched them pull Sawyer from Devon and her start to cry. I made my way over to the scale for the official weigh in and I reached out and she immediately grabbed my finger and held on. When I wrote earlier last year how I wanted to witness something to take my breath away. This was the moment.
Almost six months later you may ask, how is it going. Sawyer is such a good baby and is always smiling. Her siblings are huge helps and she adores each of them. She is a happy baby enjoying music, playing, eating, and the puppies she has around protecting her.
The 3x Dad is enjoying it all. Experiencing Sawyer start of life has only supported the fact that my legacy is these kids. Raising two daughters to me strong, intelligent, and compassionate woman is a task their mother and I take great pride in.
“There is no greater responsibility than to undertake the guidance of the next generation.” ~Nick J. Nickolaou
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