Well today my lil man is a week old. time is already flying. while i sit here and watch him sleep it amazes me what all went down a week ago.. I decided to type up my birth story now that hes asleep and a week old.
Wednesday evening i could not get comfy, every way i tried to lay my back kiiilled me. nothing would make it feel better. I txt my sister in law who just had a baby in April and she told me it could be back labor. i spent all night trying to walk, change positions, lay on the couch..nothing worked.. at about 4am i finally fell asleep for 2 hours. it was fantastic.
Thursday DH & I went to my OB appt, the OB said my baby was really big and wanted to check to see if anything was going on in preperation for his arrival. He didnt want the baby growing any bigger and wanted to induce. He checked me and i was at 1cm 40% effaced. He sent me to the hospital for another NST & BPP and told us to meet him at the hosp friday 6am to try to induce. We got to the hospital, they hooked me up at noon. They had me being monitored untill about 330 when the nurse informed me i was contracting not much but enough and the doctor was going to admitt me. Dh & i were soo nervous, we came to the hosp thinking we would only get monitored not staying overnight. I finally got my room at about 8pm. it felt so much better then being stuck in observation for so many hours. The nurse started an IV, i thought i was going to die! I had to keep reminding myself birth would be hurting alot more then my IV lol.
Friday at 2am the nurse came in to check me. i was at 2-3cm and 60% effaced. she said the doc wanted to start pitocin. They started it at about 330am. Contractions got a little bit worse but nothing out of this world. the nurse was amazed that i was laughing joking and having a good time with my dh and family while i was contracting yet not enough. My nurse came in right before shift change and secretly told us my doc called and wanted me to go in for a csection at 7am. she didnt think it was a good idea being that i had only been on the pitocin for a few hours. I declined his csection ( altho i think if she wouldnt have given me the heads up, i might have just listenind to the doc out of being nervous) doc kept me on pitocin untill about 230. came to check me and i was only 4cm dialated 70% effaced and now my cervix was posterior. Dh & I were soo exhausted, doc gave us two opetions, come back in 2-3 days and see if there are any changes to my cervix or go ahead and do a csection. We chose csection, we were tired, the babys heart rate would dip a lil lower then normal every now and then and the babys heqd was high, really high. they put a foley catheter in me to try to see if it would bring his head down after empting my bladder. She tried twice to put it in, not sure if she used enough jelly or what but i literally lost my breath, crying. I jumped and pushed my self to the top of the bed, it was beyond painful. i felt like my vagina was scrapped up lol
3:30pm they came in got us all prepared for the csection. i had the nicest anestiologist,he talked me through everything. explained if i got too nervous id probably throw up and feel sick. I went into the OR in such a good mood, excited to meet my son and not nervous, i knew it had to be done and was ready to be a mom! the spinal didnt hurt too bad, i laid there on the tab;e and waited for my DH to come in. he came sat next to me and just kept telling me how much he loved me and how excited he was to meet our son. My teeth started chattering and could only concentrate on the night above me. they cut me and everything was going ok. All of a sudden i felt the worst pain ever. the anest told me they were trying to pop the babys head out, he was high up and stuck. i felt them pulling, tugging, pushing every muscle and in ym body. at one point it literally felt like i had a truck on top if my stomache. My dh was told the doc needed to get a stool to stand on top of to help push my sons head out of my stomach. i finally felt his head pop out and i literally let out a huuuge sigh, it felt so much better. then his body, ugh another 10 mins of pulling tugging etc. he was out, i heard him cry, my heart melted. i felt no pain for a few mins. they brought me my baby, i kissed him and told him how much i loved him. then i felt pain again. so much so i was trying to jump off of the bed. the top of my body was jumping. the anestisiolgist gave me more pain meds and they told my DH just follow the baby lets go follow the baby do not look to your right just follow the baby. they left, i screamed and the anest told me nervously i put u to sleep i put you to sleep i remeber saying yesss pleaase.. he put a mask on me i sucked in the air twice and woke up in the recovery room. the nurse told me, momma you hear your baby rying.. i said i had a baby and touched my stomach and them BAM i came to 100%. i was in horrible pain but i tried latching the baby on. it didnt work. he had critically low blood sugar when he came out and they had to feed him a bottle of formula. i had to stay in the recovery room for 5 hours untill i was able to be moved. i was morphine and still feeling constant pain. It was a HORRIBLE csection. i do not think they are supposed to go that way. i knew my son had been stubborn and was stuck on my right side for the past 2 months or more but wow.. they struggled trying to get him out. My incision is longer then its supposed to be, you can tell they needed to cut more on my right side because its soo uneven lol also my insides on the right side srtill feel soo bruised up. As horrible as the pain and csection were, i look at my sons beautiful lil face and would do it 10 times over just to get him into this world..
He was born aug 10 at 4:16pm weighing 8lbs 12ozs 21.5 inches long his head was 14 1/4 inches and his chest was also 14 1/4.. i think as hard as the csection was, i could only imagine tryint o push him out vaginally.lol.
Thank you for taking the time ot read this..i know, its looong.. lol. i posted a couple pics on the main board but i still need to upload the ones from our camera.
here he is 2 days old with his eyes wide open