February 17, 2008

• [mood | totally smitten]
  [music| baby coo's hehe ]

  It’s amazing how quickly and deeply you can fall in  love in a matter of minutes…

  

  Welcome Baby Ethan!!!!

  I went in for my induction on Saturday around midnite. The stupid ER people let me sit down there for over an hour and a half. Finally, Charlie and I got upstairs to the L&D room (very nice room btw). The nurse started the sidotek (to ripen my cervix–at that point I was still only dialted a little over 1) and told us to rest.  It was hard to sleep due to all the excitement, but we tried our best.

  A few hours later the new nurse (she was ok, the first one sucked) we started the pitocin to speed up my contractions and make them more powerful. About an hour of this I asked for my epi…I believe I was dialated to 2.

  The epi is great for the pain of the contractions (believe me, I was balling my eyes out) but it doesn’t take away pressure. By the time I was dialated to 10 (around 2:30pm) I had such horrible pressure from Ethan pushing his head down that the epi wasn’t helping, no matter how much I boosted it, or despite the 2nd one they gave me

  My doctor visited me on and off. I had my 3rd nurse, Maria (I love her!) for most of this time. She was concerned that baby’s heartrate was dropping. My doc came in to check on me during the day here and there. They attached a fetal monitor to baby’s head to keep monitoring his heartbeat. They stopped my pitocin since I was contracting on my own (around noon). I was placed on oxygen and constantly rotated to try to help the baby and myself breathe better. When Maria called my doc to come back the 3rd time, she stayed. She thought since I was at 10 and had this unbearable urge to push we’d start. I pushed a few times and by this point my contractions were one minute apart, but with every contraction, baby’s heart rate dropped, it went into the 60′s and I noticed my doc had blood all over her hands (I had a placental abruption). The next thing I knew I was being whisked away to the operating room for an emergency c-section. This was the only time in my life that I can say I sensed Charlie was scared or worried.

  There were 11 people in the room and everyone seemed stressed. I just remember crying like a baby because even though I didn’t know what exactly was going on, I knew it wasn’t good and I knew we didn’t have much time. They didn’t even wait for me to be fully numb to start, so I felt some pain.  A few minutes later (which seemed like forever) I heard a baby cry. The nicu nurse came over to tell me that my baby was just fine. I heard lot’s of things behind the curtain like “he’s so cute!” “Omg he’s a little football player”. He weighed 8lbs 10oz and 21 inches long (they measured him at 18, which was wrong) lol

  
  Big baby

  

  

  Getting ready to see mommy

  

  His feet are black from his footprints, Charlie had them put on his shirt too

  

  What a rough day…

  

  

  

  Charlie went to go see him and I was sewn back up (Charlie said he looked too fast and saw my uterus lol ) and then was taken away to a room to recover. I couldn’t breathe well, couldn’t talk (my throat was closed up for some reason) couldn’t swallow and had uncontrollable shaking. After a while of Maria feeding me ice chips and covering me, they brought me Ethan and Charlie. I fell in love right then and there. I think I started crying. I know it is cheesy, but I was overwhelmed with joy and love. I fed him right away and held him while recovering. During this time Charlie called my parents (who were pissed they missed the birth but what can I do, it was an emergency) and they came over. I was taken to my recovery room where we stayed for 4 nights.

  Ethan is 7 days old now and as precious as ever. I think he gets cuter every day. It’s amazing how he changes every day and looks a little different…

   

  Charlie and I have been tired from changing diapers (daddy’s job) and feeding him (my job) but it is so worth it. I can say Charlie has really changed a lot w/ Ethan coming into our lives. He’s so supportive and sweet now. I don’t know how I would have done it w/out him.

   

  More later…the swelling/carpal tunnel in my hands is so severe I can hardly type

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