My dad got here two days ago. The first thing he said was that he couldn't believe he wasn't called when my labor went south. I have received phone calls the theme has all been we are so happy you are here. It turns out my mom who was in the waiting room has decided that my long surgery. A little over four hours and my two transfusions due to blood loss means that I almost died and have been sharing the traumatic and terrifying birth story with all of my relatives. Now it wasn't ideal and if wasn't my plan but my doctor and the team had me under control the entire time. I was fine and my nine day old was perfect. I wasn't at death's door. And I want to talk about my beautiful son not my freaking labor. It's like she is ruining part of my story because she is being melodramatic. And the hugs of "survival" from my cousins before they even look at my baby are sucking the joy out of things. I'm just annoyed and I can't take back all of the conversations she's already had. And trying to convince people that she is exaggerating isn't working they just think I'm being tough.