Wow...he's here!! What an amazing journey it has been. It has been so fun to account for each milestone during pregnancy, and now he is here in our arms!
I wanted to take a little time to share the day he was born. It was quite a day to say the least! So here it goes:
I had been wanting a pedicure, and so I thought getting an appointment for Friday or Saturday would be great and might get him to move along in the labor process (I had heard that it would). But there were no appointments for Friday or Saturday available. But they could get me in on Thursday (5/22). So I did it! It was wonderful!! Felt soo good and I have cute blue toes! BOY - there must be something to the pedicure thing because at 3 AM on Friday morning, I was having some mild to a little more painful contractions every 7-10 minutes for about 3 hours. But then I felt asleep and it seemed to have stopped.
So Friday morning, as we were leaving to go to the Dr around 8:30 AM (normal weekly appointment), I was telling Todd about the contractions. He asked me if I thought we should bring my camera bag with me in case I need to go the hospital. Ha! I was like "No. We aren't going to go to the hospital. I don't think he is coming today after all."
I didn't know I would have to eat my words later. :)
So we get to the Dr's appointment, and they weigh me and said I gained another 4 pounds in a week (likely water weight). Then they checked my legs and hands for swelling, and I was pretty swollen. I didn't think much of it because I had been dealing with some swelling all week and I was getting used to that feeling. But then they took my blood pressure. Normally, I am around the 120's and low 130's. But this time, I measured at 163! Much higher! But I just figured they would want to keep an eye on me is all...not that I would be going to the hospital.
It was the shortest Dr's appt. yet! Dr. Frederickson came in and was like "so, all of these things indicate you need to go the hospital now for testing." I was told not to stop off at home or anything, but to go directly there! I was shocked! Not only was I NOT having contractions, but no water had broken either.
But we went and arrived to Soin Medical Center around 11 AM. They took blood tests, tested my blood pressure (was steadily getting higher), etc. They had me lay on my side (which is NOT comfortable to me) to help with the blood pressure. At first that seemed to help, but it didn't last long. The nurse said once these blood tests came back, she would talk with the on-call Dr - Dr. Little, and see if he thought I should stay there or go home. I really didn't think they would make me stay.
BUT I was wrong. Dr. Little wanted to induce me and get the contractions going because I hadn't yet started to dialate. I didn't understand why, but it was more or less because they were concerned about preclampsia. They didn't want to have my blood pressure continue to get higher and higher, and honestly, the only way to get rid of all of these symptoms was to have the baby. So they induced me. And easy contractions soon became harder and harder to deal with! They were painful! I went from 7-10 minutes apart to 2-5 minutes. Plus, they were so much stronger and seemed to double up on each other. I never felt like I got a break from the pain. I didn't want to take pain medication, but I gave in at first to Fetanyl that would help "take the edge off." Well - it didn't seem to help really. And I have never hurt soo bad in all my life. I hate contractions. I really really do! There is no pain like it! I was in tears and tried to stick it out because I didn't want an epidural. I was afraid of it going into my spine. It was a big fear of mine. But I eventually gave in because I was literally holding onto my bedside rail for dear life during each contraction trying to focus on the breathing. But I gotta say, no correct breathing was enough to help me through the pain. It was too excrutiating. And like I said earlier - I was having contractions double up on each other, so I never really felt like I got a break from the pain.
Well the epidural seemed to help some with the pain at first, but my blood pressure was only getting higher and higher. The highest I remember hearing was around 192! Things were not getting better and I was only dialated up to 3 cm! Things were not progressing like Dr. Little had hoped. And so around 10:30 PM (I think), Dr. Little came in and said he really really recommended that we have the C-section. They all knew I didn't want to do it. I really didn't want to have a C-Section. It was not something I thought was necessary, but what do we know? We aren't Dr's. But his reasoning was that my blood pressure continued to spike and I was sicker than a dog (vomitting like crazy and in so much pain with no relief), and they were concerned that the placenta was already breaking down and that Caleb wasn't getting the oxygen. So we felt like to save us both, and we had to do it.
So they got me all prepped, and wheeled me into the operating room for my C-Section. Now that was a crazy time! I have never been in the hospital really, and never had surgery before. It felt so weird being wheeled into an operating room full of people looking at me. Todd was on my right side holding my hand, and I felt them opening me up (felt like they were opening me up like a zipper - no pain or anything). They also did a lot of moving things around and pressure, and then - there he was! He was out. I heard his cries and briefly saw his little face and body! He came into the world weighing 6 pounds, 10 ounces and was 19.5 inches long! So he was MUCH tinier than I expected him to be.
Todd all decked out in his gown for the operating room
There he is! Our little man!
Daddy and son - seeing each other face to face
They started to sew me back together, and that is when pain seemed to return. It hurt and then I saw up above me in the lighting a reflection of my body open (all I saw was red!). Okay - so I think that is when I panicked! I was on drugs, but that made me really freak out and panic. Todd said he had never heard me scream in so much agony and fear in all his life. He was sooo freaked out for me. And that is the last I remember....
Todd said they essentially knocked me out because I just couldn't take it anymore. The baby was being looked after by Dr's, and he was fine. I don't know all that happened after that. It was almost dream like. I remember seeing lights from a table and I remember hearing voices, but I didn't know what was going on. I at one point thought I was dead because nothing seemed real, and everything was very hazy. I was really out of it.
My parents had that night to be with us, and so they met me back in my room. I am told that they all talked to me and even did video with me, but I don't remember it. They brought Caleb to me and I do remember briefly holding him. I remember his cries and me telling him that I loved him so much. My family said that he was crying a ton, and when they laid him on my chest, he stopped crying. :) I just wish I could have remembered more. But when I saw him, I instantly fell in love. I do know that much. He is seriously sooo adorable. We make very, very cute babies! :)
Meeting Caleb face to face for the first time
Cuddle time with mommy when I was more aware
And my blood pressure returned to normal after all of that. So thankfully, we are all doing well now. He is healthy and so am I. I was the one in surgery, but I swear Todd had it worse. I know it must have been so emotional for him to see his wife in agony and not be able to fix it, and then have that joyous moment of seeing his son for the first time. So many decisions were made in such a short period of time, but in the end, Caleb is here! And we are sooo thankful!
And he is perfect! He really is! He is soo precious with his cries (though they are getting a little annoying after a while - sleep deprivation will do that!). I love how he looks when he sleeps, and I love how he loves to sleep on my chest. That whole mama's heartbeat thing is amazing and how it just seems to make everything better.
And just a minute to brag about how awesome my husband is....seriously! My recovery has been very hard and so I couldn't retain a lot of the information they were saying to help me get through things, and how to handle Caleb. Todd just became Super Dad and wholeheartedly! He has taken care of us both and did things he never thought he could do. He would ask questions about my medications and what to do to help my recovery, and he asked the questions about what to do for handling things with Caleb. He made lists and was so organized about it to keep track of us both. He rose to the challenge so fiercly and amazingly! I am sooo blessed to have this man as my husband and the father of my child! He truly is the best!
I just love both my boys!
So yes - we are sleep deprived, but we have this little, amazing, boy that just makes us weepy and proud at the same time. We couldn't be more thankful to God for this beautiful boy. He is our miracle. When Dr's said it would be difficult to ever conceive if ever, and look - here he is. When all the fertility drugs didn't work - God made it possible. Things are tough and we are trying to figure things out, but God is helping us one day at a time. Please continue to keep us in your prayers on this amazing new journey!