It all started on March 20th at 7 AM. Neil and I arrived at the hospital for my induction. By 8 things were well on there way, the medications were quick to act and my contractions were strong and close together. We were hoping the baby would come before 5:30. It was painful until I got a lovely epidural. I was nervous for that part but it didn't hurt at all, just a little prick. Now we just had to wait. To make a long story short I dilated to a 4 but then my cervix would open no more. I had been in labor 12 1/2 hours and I was over the max on dosage of meds when I started to run a fever. At this point it became obvious I was going to have to have a c-section and fast, I just started shaking. When my mom heard the news she came running to the hospital. It was great having her there because she has had 3 c-sections. The surgery was really strange. I was awake and could feel what was going on. Not sharp pains but dull pains and I could tell what they were doing. My doctor said at one point, "This baby has a bigger head then I thought, I should have made a bigger incision." Not exactly what you want to hear. My mom said during one of her surgeries the doctor said, "I need a sharper knife." After the baby was out the drug guy slipped me some Demerol and I actually started snoring while they were stitching me up! Grace and I were on two different antibiotics for the next 48 hours to make sure we didn't develop any infections and after four days were released from the hospital. My mom extended her stay to help out with things and just left this morning. She cooked all my favorite things, did all the laundry, grocery shopping, and cleaned the house top to bottom. Not to mention she helped out tremendously with the baby. After she left with Neil for the airport I burst into tears. But I did feel way better after my tear fest. So now I just have to heal and then I can be about my business. It is disappointing that the recovery is suppose to take 6 weeks, but I am already feeling loads better. I really want to get out and start exercising but that would be certain death since I'm not even suppose to go up stairs. I'll just have to live with the baby roll a little longer. Above is a picture of Grace with her Grandma.
4 comments:
thank goodness for moms. what would we do without them?
WAIT SIX WEEKS. it's the only time you won't feel guilty for not exercising.
Thanks for all the details, I feel like I will be there in a couple months. Doesnt sound as bad as I thought, but maybe you left out all the horribleness.
The not excersizing thing for 6 wks will kill me! I was on the treadmill 2 wks after I pushed out makenzie, but I know I wont be back that fast after the twins.
And the roll isnt so bad, its like a very cushy nursing pillow the baby can rest on!
Keep resting and taking it easy. the weight will come off with breastfeeding :)
12.5 hours of labor, and you were at a 4? Rude cervix!
I'm so glad your mom was really helpful! That makes the whole holy-crap-this-baby-is-mine thing easier to deal with.
Your mom is too wonderful! I'm glad you had her there. I can't believe how wonderful you look after such a wretched experience. Tell your fam I say hi! :)
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