Hi my faithful 3 readers! I gots me two kids! I'm elated, exhausted, sleep deprived but happy. So different this time around. I survived the dreaded c-section and live to tell about it. A quick rundown on the birth story, ADD-riddled/bullet style.
November 5, 2007 - You think you know but you have no idea...
- Started having cramps/contractions around 7 a.m. Monday, Nov. 5
- Went to Stanford Hospital for my fetal non-stress test at 9:30 a.m. after dropping Sophie off at school
- Mentioned to the nurse that I thought I might be in labor; had painful contraction there
- They called my doctor and he said to go ahead to Labor and Delivery. Saw no sense in taking a chance. My thought: CRAP! THIS IS NOT ACC. TO MY PLAN but secretly am excited because my belly is too big to go on.
- Went to Labor and Delivery and was admitted
- Met my *very* nice nurse, Cheryl, and went on to experience painful contractions for next hour.
- Dr. Powar shows up in scrubs and says - let's get this c-section started. I'm prepped for surgery scheduled for before 12:00 p.m.
- I'm at this point trying to KEEP IT TOGETHER and not freak out because this is happening so fast. I thought I was going to just hang out at home and maybe go grocery shopping today.
- My mom shows up. Before surgery, I'm shaved down yonder with a lovely battery powered razor, and fitted with beautiful white polyester thigh-highs. I look and feel really sexy!
- Before we head into surgery, I make sure everyone has read my neat birth plan which contains bullet points like: hold up the baby so I can see him when he's born, don't talk about my fibroids/body like I'm not there and update me with every step of the surgery with me.
- I get my spinal from a resident anethesiologist who did a *great* job. Last c-section I had, I totally thought I was suffocating b/c I couldn't feel myself breathing. This time she targeted just the right zones and I could still move one of my feet.
- My main man Mike is at my left hand side - helping me visualize us at the beach - anything except for what's about to happen. He's my rock and he keeps talking until I engage with him in convo and not in the surroundings. Oh yeah, there are about 12 people in surgery with us, yakking away at what's happening, etc.
- Within about 15 minutes, I hear this gorgeous wail - our baby is here. Lil' D, Daniel is here. I'm so relieved that he's ok, looking pink that I start to cry. Now, we're both crying. It's wonderful.
- Mike stay with me while they sew me up. It goes well. I head to the recovery room...
The rest of our stay in the hospital was uneventful - Thank GOD! - and we're home now. I'm just so happy that the delivery part is over. Now we're in transition mode. It's been hard but good so far. More updates to come.
I wanted to share this bible verse that's been taped in my bathroom since I found out I was pregnant - it's kept me going during times of doubt...
Isaiah 58:11
The LORD will guide you always; He will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail.
Peace...
