Benjamin from Brothers Campfire here.
18 years ago today, my daughter was born at 1 pound 12 ounces and 13 inches long.
Here is the story about her birth. This was first posted on Quora and received over a quarter million views.
My wife had a stomach ache and tightness in her chest. She felt she should go to the emergency room. Everything was fine and they did a few tests just to make sure.
27 weeks along.
I had been there all night and was tired. It was about 5 in the morning and she was sleeping. I told her I was going to my dad’s house to eat a bowl of cereal and I would be right back. She was ok with it and drifted back off to sleep.
I went to dad’s. He is an early riser. We had a bowl of cereal and I pulled out the Sunday comics from the newspaper. I started joking about how women are with their “health problems.”
My cell phone rang. It was my wife.
Benjamin, she said calmly, they say they need to operate on me and it is not a big procedure.
I told her I was on my way and received a second phone call. It was someone from the hospital. “ if you want to say goodbye to your wife you better get here fast.”
I ran every single red light in town that Sunday morning.
She was already on the operating table but not under yet. I was told to say something sweet because she was not going to make it. The baby might, but it was unlikely. I told her I would see her on the other side and kissed her on the forehead. She clued in, very perceptive and I said, “of the operation.”
She went under and the dread hit me. I needed to be strong and I felt like a failure for leaving for a few minutes for a bowl of cereal.
A cut was made in her belly and I watched. It was surreal. I was sick with fear. A purple form was pulled out. The nurse said, I am sorry.
I felt like I was hit with a sledgehammer as I looked at the lifeless form.
I stated, “Jesus” in a pleading way. An arm lifted and the baby made a very slight noise.
“ get her on the table!” someone yelled. I was torn between the baby and my wife. A medical staff said, “You need to be by your baby, she has hope.”
Realization hit me. I was a father