The Day Cecilia Was Born

 

It was the morning of February 22nd, 2026.

There I was, standing beside my wife in the hospital, waiting to meet our long-awaited daughter, Cecilia.

With us was Vitória, our birth photographer. She had also photographed some of our previous special moments, so it felt right to have her there for such an important day.

As every minute passed, I became more and more nervous. I think Isadora was feeling the same way.

This wasn't an ordinary moment.

It was something special.

A moment chosen by God.

This was the place and the date marked for the arrival of our little gift from heaven, the one who would complete our family.

Happiness alone doesn't fully describe what we felt.

It was much bigger than that.

A mixture of emotions.

A love that simply didn't fit inside us anymore and kept growing stronger with every passing second.

Before the delivery, I chose a song that would become forever attached to that moment. Even today, whenever I hear it, I am instantly taken back to that hospital room.

I remember Isadora lying on the operating table while I rested my head gently against hers, stroking her hair and doing my best to make everything feel a little lighter and less frightening.

Because, honestly, it is frightening.

Fear is part of the experience too.

In those moments, a thousand thoughts run through your mind.

You think about everything.

You hope for the best.

You pray.

And you wait.

When Cecilia was finally born by Caesarean section, I completely broke down in tears.

What an overwhelming moment that was.

I remember looking at her and immediately saying that she looked exactly like her mum.

I also had the opportunity to help cut the umbilical cord.

That was an unforgettable experience.

The strange thing is that it feels much tougher than you would expect. For a second, you almost wonder if the scissors will actually cut through it.

It's difficult to explain, but any father who has gone through it will know exactly what I'm talking about.

It's one of those moments that stays with you forever.

Looking back now, everything was perfect.

Every second.

Every emotion.

Every tear.

I would happily live through it all again.

In fact, I hope I get the chance to.

We would love to have more children one day.

And between us, we're already hoping the next one will be a boy.

His name will be Davi.

Our little Davi.

If you've read this far, thank you for being part of our story.

Feel free to leave a comment and share this post with someone who might be feeling nervous about an upcoming birth. Maybe this little glimpse into my experience will help them feel a bit more prepared.

Although, truthfully, I've probably shared only 10% of what that day felt like.

If you'd like a more detailed version of the story, leave a comment below or send me an email.

I'd be more than happy to share more of our journey.

Bye for now!