Tuesday, January 10, 2012

It's been a busy week!

Last Monday, I went to the hospital to have my son. We arrived arrived at 7am and Asher was born at 12:32pm, weighing in at 9lbs 13oz. 1lb and 3oz more than my last baby. Apparently I grow them big even without Gestational Diabetes, right? I'm still waiting a few more weeks, but the doctors do think I had diabetes before I was pregnant. So I can thank Asher for finding this out for me now. :(

Here I am at 7:30am, right before they put me in the room that I would return to for recovery (at least my hair looked pretty...)

This is also the room I spent getting out of bed every 2 minutes to pee in due to the IV's. I also spent a good amount of time crying. I would like to blame most of the tears from watching Jo and Ellen dying on Supernatural, but I can't lie. I was terrified. I didn't want to be cut open. I wanted my epidural free vaginal delivery. It just wasn't possible.

After being bumped a few times (such is life in a hospital!) and my husband sleeping in the chair next to me, my awesome nurse brought in our "outfits" for the OR. I got a pretty blue cap and he was given a giant yellow dress and a blue cap. I called him Big Bird quite a few times while lying on that operating table. I am not kidding about how wonderful my nurse was. She was the person who did my first hospital NST and I fell in love with her then. It was a Godsend that she was the person that was there to take care of me and comfort me even though I was a hormonal mess over the c-section.

You don't need all the gory details, but as my husband says, the first cries from your newborn are the most beautiful music you will ever hear. Even when lying on an operating room table having your placenta pulled out through a large cut in belly! (nice visual? I got a better one when said husband decided to let me know that he saw my intestines and described my placenta. Damn it dude! You weren't supposed to look you seeing over the curtain tall ass freak! Much love though darling)

Not long after, we were taken back to recovery, where I was finally able to hold my beautiful son. Where over the next golden hour, everyone was amazed to find out that he had no blood sugar issues!