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27-4-2009 - Birth Story

My mood while writing this blog: Tired

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The days leading up to Ian's arrival where filled with pure joy and fear. I kept thinking what have I gotten myself into. I am 30 years old and almost done raising my eldest son. Eight more years and I would have been scott free. The last days where confusing and painful. I think I was in the doctors office 2 times a week for the last four weeks. I had Hyperemisis and constant round ligament pain. Its really a good thing I only gained 20 pounds because any more and I would have been flat on my back. The day before the surgery I was having constant painfull contractions....well really those began about a week or so before....I was dialated to one and 80% effaced. I also had to make final preperations to have my son stay with the neighbor and make sure he got off to school okay. My boyfriend had taken 5 days off of work for paternity leave and I remember us having the disscusion that I would need his undivided help those days to recover. I knew that I would be doped up and in pain and needing as much sleep as possible. The morning of the surgery finally here, we awoke at four in the morning to arrive at the hospital at six. We only live a couple of minutes from the hospital I just couldn't sleep...who needs sleep anyways, right? Starving and not able to eat I was a bit cranky and wanted to have the baby in my arms. We arrive at the hospital on a sort of baby high. We register and was able to goto the labor room. They hooked me up and said I would be going in at 8am for surgery...the distant whale of a lady having a drug free birth...poor thing..load me up on the drugs, bring umm on! They give James his radioactive suit that he put on which I couldnt help but laugh sooo hard. Then the nurse comes in to tell me crushing news..remember the poor lady...well our surgery got bumped...she needed an emergency c-section..I kept thinking poor lady all that work just to end up in surgery. The doc came in to ask if I had any questions..the night before I had tons of questions..this morning nothing couldn't think of one question. Then 15 minutes later the anasthesiologist came in to describe the spinal..I made sure I wouldn't go without asking a question this time...I asked her if I had to have my hands tieded down..she said no but I had to keep them still. so we walk down the hall..now the knots begin in the pit of my stomach, butterflys and just an overwhelming since on panic...don't touch anything blue..what?..Blue, don't touch anything blue...EVERYTHING IS BLUE! I started to drown out the voices that where giving me orders..I sat on the edge of the table and I felt a cold swipe down my back..I jumped about 10 feet..I swear!..Oh sorry this will be cold...another swip then another..after a third I finally blurted out please tell me what you are going to do BEFORE you do it not after!..The nurse giggled..I could tell the nurses had issues with this partucular anasthesisologist..but that is for a different blog. Okay quick pinch....quick? QUICK? This is a knife, are you kidding? It is my firm belief that if you are going to be a doctor or a nurse or any one that gives shots...never lie about how much its going to hurt because the patient will never trust you again! well unfortunatly this first one did not take and they had to do it agian in a little lower..this time a asked for drugs first..I didn't care which drug relaxing..morphine, diladid..benadrel...anything NO pain this time..OKAY OKAY I am a wuss when it comes to pain! Well this second time she hit a nerve that connects my right leg with my back..I let out a howl..even with the morphine that hurt like hell...The OB told her he would give her one more chance to get it and if she couldn't do it she had to put me under...about 20 seconds later pins and needles flooded both my legs and up to my breasts. Then five minutes after that I felt a heavy sensation..my lungs felt abit heavy the Doc asked me to breathe deeply with the oxygen..apperently I was beginning to panic with the heaviness. I kept saying this feels so weird! Then another five minutes later I heard a cry...well one that wasn't comming from me...and I was shown the very swollen baby..crying his heart out..James and I began to cry..I was a lovely sound. The next bit was a bit of a blur I remember flashes of the camera...kissing the baby then him and James where gone. The doc's had to search around because I had a bleed, but they found it and next thing I remember is being wheeled to the room. I had complications after the surgery...I wasn't contracting the way I was suppossed to and I spent alot of time in recovery with Pitocin and blood thinners. Well I spent two days in the hospital, then finally home.

Unfortunaltly I did not get the rest I should have gotten and it took longer to recover. BUt since the surgery Ian has been thriving. He is a normal healthy baby! He was born at 9:33 am on March 26th. He weighed 7lbs 6.8oz and was 19.5 inches long.

Even though I love both my children very much I will not be having any more, I have maxed out my quota ;-)

Well I know this is super winded..I haven't slept for a month and tend to ramble...who needs sleep anyways, right?

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1 Comments on Birth Story


indigocream - Wednesday, 6 May
I have that same problem the heaviness... I hope they can fix that before I see the baby