Ezekiel Aaron's birth story (finally)

Because I had a scheduled c-section this isn't going to be super exciting;)

So I was scheduled for a c-section on 5/5/10. The evening before we went to pick up Gideon from daycare. We were planning on heading to the park to take some maternity pictures and family pictures of our last night as a family of 3. When we got to daycare we got a letter saying that daycare was going to be closing. I was soooo upset. I couldn't believe that this was happening and worse it was happening the night before having a baby. We started to head home because there was no way I wanted to take pictures now. We got most of the way home and Gideon was telling us we forgot about the park, so I pulled myself together and we headed to the park, took pictures, and Gideon played on the playground. We got home and I saw we had a voicemail and missed call from the hospital. I figured they missed something in the preop questions or something, go to listen to the message and they tell me they are thinking about bumping my c-section to Thursday and with a different doctor. I called the hospital back and they told me they had to call my doctor and get back to me. An hour and a half later they hadn't called me back, so I called again. They had me talk to the doctor from my practice that was on call. He said to come in at 6am the next day as scheduled, that we weren't sure what was going to happen at that time, that the OR overbooked, and the family birthing center was looking like it may be full. So I finally got to bed at midnight and was up around 5. I got up got my shower, got dressed, put my last minute stuff in my back and went into Gideon's room. I picked him up and started rocking him in his rocking chair and just cried and held him for a little bit. We finished getting ready, and then Gideon woke up and we said goodbye to him and my Mom and headed to the hospital. Jon wanted to drop me at the door, but I wanted to walk up from the parking garage. I went to admissions and they started getting my info. They called upstairs and gave me a room number. I knew this meant I would be having the c-section sometime that day. We got to my room and got checked in and the nurse started getting my info. and start my IV and all of that jazz. She hooked me up to the monitors and said "you are contracting." I hadn't felt them, but thought Z wants to be born today! Around 8am they took me back to pre-anesthesia. I sent a text to Mom saying as much:) In pre-anesthesia my OB came in and starting making jokes that the paperwork would take longer than the c-section. While waiting to go back to the OR, I started having painful contractions. I just started laughing. Shortly thereafter I was taken to the OR, given my spinal and was ready to start. Then Jon was brought in the room. I was getting nauseated and the anesthesiologist was giving me meds in my IV. I could hear the doc say he could see the baby and he told me I had some scar tissue. They told Jon to stand up and look over the curtain and he saw Ezekiel being pulled out and as he made his grand entrance into the world, he pooped! He was taken over to be checked out and I was crying. They brought him over to me to give him kisses, the neonatologist told me things looked great (no problems with his feet) and apgars of 9 and 9. Jon went with Z and the doc finished with me. He came over and told me my little boy was 6 lbs 6 oz. (the exact weight I had guessed that morning) PACU was so much better this time. They brought Jon back to see me, he showed me pictures and video of my cute baby boy . The nurses cleaned me up and I was feeling pretty well. They gave me morphine in my spinal and it made me itch, and nauseated. I was taken to my room to meet my boy and start to nurse him. The LC came in and was teasing me that although I was a BTDT with nursing, he wasn’t so I had to remember to teach him to open his mouth wide. He was a lazy at first and would get me to leak and then just open his mouth and let it drip in. I had some nausea and vomiting and freaked the nurses out because they thought my bandage had too much blood. So the doc came in, and he wasn’t worried, but changed the bandage and said things looked fine. My wound was apparently the talk of the nurses because that’s all I heard about the entire stay. Then I got to cause more commotion because I knocked the IV line out of the hep. Lock and had blood and IV fluids all over the floor. DH freaked out and ran to the hall screaming for a nurse, which caused a room full of nurses and really it wasn’t that bad. Z had a little problems regulating his temp and had to go under warming lights for a little while (which Jon called the toaster oven) I was up and walking that day and took a shower the following day. I really didn’t have a lot of pain per se, I was saying I just felt sore and took Morin for this. The nurses told me I wasn’t normal;) The worst pain was when the doc took the bandage off the following day. I was going to try to go home on 5/7, but we were waiting for the doc to do the circ. Well she got really busy and had several women in labor and around noon started feeling nauseated, so decided to just stay until the next day. It ended up being a good decision because they didn’t end up getting to the circ until 8pm and he had to be checked for 2 hours after that. The next morning I was ready to go. Jon went out to the nurse’s station to find out what time my doc would be doing rounds and he was there. He was teasing us saying “don’t worry, we don’t have a check out time.” When he checked me, he told me I had bruising from the retractors (which explained why I felt so sore) The ped. Checked Z out and wasn’t worried about his weight loss. He was down to 5 lbs 12 oz. and greater than 10%. She was wonderful and told me to just keep nursing him and we’d check him on Monday.
Since discharge he’s doing well. He is getting better with eating. He is a sleeper and actually gave us 7 hours of sleep when he was a week old. Not good for someone who we are fighting weight gain. We now set the alarm for every 3 hours, but he is usually up around 3ish hours. At his check up on the 10th he was still 5 lbs 12 oz. His weight check 3 days later was 5 lbs 15 oz. 1 oz. per day, just as the doc had asked him. We don’t have to go back until he’s a month old.
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