This is long, but there's some pics... so enjoy!
Around 7am on Thursday, December 15, I started to notice that my Braxton Hicks contractions were coming regularly. I started timing them and they were anywhere between 6 and 10 minutes. They didn’t hurt or anything, so I wasn’t worried. Then around 9:30am, I started feeling a bit of a back ache/cramp with the contractions. Again, it wasn’t that painful, so I continued to time it occasionally and went about my day.
I was aware that this could be a sign of early labor. I texted my sisters and mom for advice and continued to watch for the pain. It seemed to get a bit more, but nothing I couldn’t handle. My mom called around 4:30pm. She told me that yes, I was probably in early labor, and I should call the hospital. Because of the baby’s position, I shouldn’t dawdle at home because if my water broke (which it could at any moment) she could be in real danger.
I conceded and called the midwives, they told me I should come in to get checked. So we took our time, gathered all our belongings, finished eating dinner, and headed on our way. We got to the hospital around 7pm. I was hooked up, and yes, I was having contractions about every 10 minutes. They did an internal check and I had dilated another centimeter from the day before. Yep, I was in labor.
Well, the baby was still breech and probably not turning, so it was decided we’d go ahead with the c-section. Since we weren’t in an emergency, they decided that it would happen sometime after midnight; because I had eaten they wanted to wait 6-8 hours. Cool with us, though we were exhausted and even though they told us to rest, we just couldn’t because people kept coming in every half hour!
At one point they said we were moving the c-section up to about 9:30pm. Then that time passed because another lady had to go before us, so we waited! Brandon was extra glad because he predicted she would be born on the 16th!
After midnight they prepped me! Throughout the night we had met our surgeons, nurses and anesthesiologist, and had received an IV. I chose to get a spinal vs an epidural for the surgery. They brought me back first and laid me down on the table. The spinal started to work pretty quickly and while that happened, they prepped my belly. It was kind of surreal and just odd to be in there, but I wasn’t terribly nervous. It was what it was!
Brandon was brought in shortly and the show got on the road! They didn’t waste any time. The horizontal incision was made low on my belly. Brandon videotaped the whole thing so I got to see how it happened. First a butt, then a leg, then another, then an arm, and then another! The last was her head (since it was way up by my ribs). I didn’t feel a thing, only slight pressure. She started crying right away! Brandon rushed off to be by her side while they cleared her fluids.
Once the baby was wrapped up, she was handed to Brandon. They brought her over for me to see. Then he was sent off to the recovery room to do some skin-to-skin with her while they stitched me up. I guess I was in there for a good 45 minutes (it didn’t seem so long as I chatted with the anesthesiologist the whole time). By the time I was stitched and brought to the recovery room, poor baby was so hungry! They handed her to me and she latched right on. Amazing!
We spent some time in the recovery room before we were whisked off to the mother and baby ward on the other side of the hospital. There, they transferred me to a new bed!
We were so exhausted. Not only did we just have a baby in the middle of the night, Brandon had done that 27-mile march the night before. He was practically dead to the world! We’re still trying to catch up on sleep because as you know, staying in the hospital, you’re always getting woken up for something.
I’ve done well with the c-section so far. Yeah, it hurts like no other, but it’s getting better every minute.
More on our stay later!