Constance Hall is a well-known blogger, author, and designer with over 1.3 million followers of Facebook. She is best known for her ruthless honesty and uncanny ability to share her heart publicly.
Most recently, Hall took to Facebook to share a story from when she and her husband, Denim, welcomed their son into the world.
According to the mom, she gave birth in a hospital that didn’t allow men to stay the night despite being the fathers of children born in their establishment. Hall wrote:
Denim was kicked out of the hospital the night I had our son, they said men can’t stay, it’s disruptive. I was alone, in pain and on strong pain relief. It was a long night, soothed by the modern day warriors who disguise themselves as midwives.
They told my husband he could return at 7am.
And return her husband did.
Denim was kicked out of the hospital the night I had our son, they said men can’t stay, it’s disruptive. I was alone,…
As Hall continued, her husband was in the elevator to her and their child’s hospital room by 6:59 a.m.:
At 6.59 my phone was ringing. “I’m in the elevator.” When he walked through the door I said, “Isn’t he beautiful” and Denim replied, “Why do you think I’m here, I watched my clock all night.”
And I watched this man, these eyes, that had gazed upon my body for many hours, watching it change, grow, I watched the lines around his eyes deepen as he smiled at the belly that housed his son.
I watched those eyes turn their attention to our baby, I watched that man smell our son’s tiny body who hours before was still a part of mine. And I learnt what true connection felt like.
Hall said that small gesture, of coming back to their room the second he was given access, is something she will never forget:
He could have slept in, he should have gone to get a coffee, he would have at least had some toast or made some calls. If he was anyone else.
But they kicked my husband out of the hospital the night I had our son, they said man can’t stay, it’s disruptive. And he came back, straight back to me. He will never understand what that tiny gesture meant to me and that’s ok, because I will never forget it.
Thousands of people have responded to Hall’s post, and some even went through a similar experience.
And a few moms even said that they wanted so badly to be a family on their first night that they left the hospital just hours after giving birth.
What was your birth experience like?