I love my family so much! We are complete.
Monday, June 9, 2014
Early in the morning on May 14th, we headed to the hospital. A couple weeks prior, baby girl decided to turn sideways, so we felt it best to go ahead and schedule a C-section instead of going for a VBAC. As we were on our way, we noticed a full moon, it will be a busy day for the nurses. :)
Now for the story, and then a whole bunch of pictures. We got to the hospital and got everything all prepped and walked back into surgery. I was not looking forward to the epidural/spinal block because with Jaron I had a horrible experience. This one turned out to be not so different. I got several zinger in the legs and back before we finally had the spinal block in, but then nothing was happening. They were getting me all prepped (which really hurt when you're not going numb like you should), but I was not going numb.
By this time, I'm just tying to hold back the tears and I have Morgan by a death grip on his hand. Finally, they decided it's not going to work and it's too risky to give me another shot of the spinal block, so they have to change plans and put me all the way under general anesthesia. Not fun! I was scared, but Morgan was the calm one this time and they did let him stay in for the surgery, even though they normally don't in this case.
She was pretty tangled up like Jaron which made us feel a little better about just scheduling the c-section a little early instead of waiting to go past the due date. When I woke up, I was so drowsy and in a lot of pain because I never went numb. I felt like my eyes were butterflies fluttering all day the first 24 hours or so. Luckily I was coherent and alert enough to feed Rylea a few hours after she was born.
She was an angel in the hospital. It was so sweet and fun to just snuggle her and hold her all the time. Before we went in, we decided that it would be best for me to stay as long as insurance would pay since it would be my only time with just my baby girl. It was a good thing we did too because a couple days postpartum I was having some terrible migraine headaches that turned out to be spinal headaches.
Morgan was on his way home from the father and sons campout when we decided to do a spinal patch to see if that would take care of the headaches, basically it was like getting an epidural, but then transfusing my own blood back up my spine to clot whatever tiny puncture was causing the leak in fluids (mostly likely from the spinal block that never worked). I was pretty nervous, but everything went okay, only a couple zingers to get that done. Afterwards, Morgan and my dad gave me blessing and I finally felt like everything was going to be okay and I was ready to go home. I still had to basically stay in bed laying down for the next 24 hours though, and it just happened to be my last 24 hours in the hospital.
It's been a long recovery and everyday I feel a little stronger. If I knew ahead of time how this was going to be I would still do it a million times over to have our precious little girl in our home with us. We are still getting used to having a baby and I'm finding I have to really lower my expectations of what I can really do (which is really really hard for me), but the boys are doing great and love her to pieces. They are so helpful in bringing me diapers or blankets or burp rags and giving her lots of love and kisses.