I've been meaning to do this for about 8 weeks now. Can you believe my precious boy is already 2 months old?
The week before Hayes was due my doctor and I scheduled the c-section because I hadn't progressed. At all. On October 6th Carey and I got up and got AGW to our pastor's house before heading to University Hospital. I had to be there at 11 to get checked in. This time everything went very smoothly and right on time. I was scheduled for surgery at 1:00 that afternoon and that's pretty much what time they took me back. I was much more alert this time so I will never forget how intimidating the OR was. Carey wasn't allowed in until after they had given me the epidural/spinal thing so I sat by myself on the bed with my bare butt hanging out while about 10 people ran around getting things ready. For the most part, no one really paid attention to me. They weren't rude by any means, I was just the next person on the table and they had a job to do. I could see all of the equipment as I sat there and thought how most people aren't awake to see how scary the OR really is. Stainless steal tools aren't exactly warm and welcoming. I just kept reminding myself of the sweet little boy that would be coming soon and that kept me from jumping down and hauling out of there!
The surgery took about 20 minutes from start to finish. I didn't feel a thing but the sound of the saw (or whatever they use) was terrible enough. It's so funny how I had such a different experience from two years earlier. Probably because I knew what to expect this time.
I heard him cry and it felt like hours before they finally brought him over for me to see. He was amazing. Perfect. Mine. But then they took him to the other side of the room where I couldn't see him! I've probably never been so anxious as I was while they were cleaning and weighing him. Those motherly instincts kicked in extra strong this time and I wanted my baby in my arms!
They put me back together and finally put HLW in my arms. We rode on my bed down the hall into a recovery room. This was very different than last time. The recovery room here isn't private. It's a large community room with privacy curtains around each patient and the nurse's desk in the middle of the room. Carey and I sat in awe of our sweet boy for a few hours while they waited for feeling to come back to my legs. It was during this time that we updated the entire world about our new addition via facebook and text message. With in the hour every family member and friend had access to several pictures of my new boy. Isn't technology amazing? Two years ago I sat in the hospital bed uploading pictures to my laptop and then emailing them to everyone. My, how things have changed :)
After recovery we went to the room where we would stay for the next two days. Carey went to pick up AGW and brought her to the hospital to see her Mommy and new brother. I don't think she knew what was coming, she was just ready to see her Mom. Carey set up her playpen and we got all of her toys out and ready. She couldn't care less about them . She stayed up until 2:00 a.m. running (literally) around the hospital room and climbing up and down from my bed. She also LOVED giving "her baby" kisses on the head and petting him! :) Finally she crashed on the tiny couch bed in her daddy's arms and slept until 10 the next morning.
So, that's the story of the birth of Hayes Lane. Luckily it was uneventful except for having a toddler stay the first night in the hospital with us!
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