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I haven't been around here much, but I thought I'd post about this.
A little background. I'm a Type 1 diabetic on an insulin pump and have kept everything in super tight control my entire pregnancy. I started my weekly BPPs and NSTs (because I'm high risk) at 32 weeks and it was found right away that my fluid was super low (around 5 cm.) I was put on bed rest at 35 weeks because my blood pressure had become a serious issue pretty suddenly. Baby had been breech the entire time, which pretty much sealed my c-section fate.
I went into my weekly OB checkup on Friday morning (I was 36w2d) and the protein in my urine had gone up, as had my bp. I was sent to the hospital (for the 6th time in 2 weeks) and it didn't take them long to tell me I was going to have a c-section on Friday. My bp was literally all over the place, there was the protein and my fluids were still really low. Unfortunately, my SO was at work and I was stuck there with my mother. I totally think she was the one keeping my bp up. After my OB appointment she actually wanted to go run errands before going to the hospital. Ugh.
I sat in L&D for awhile because you have to wait a certain amount of time after you've last eaten before you can have surgery. I've never been so terrified in my life. I have never had surgery and the thought of it has always sent me into a panic attack. At least we got to watch Let's Make a Deal before we went in.
I won't lie, the OR was the most intimidating place I've ever been in my life. Walking into the room was like something out of a movie. After the surgery started, Eli was out after a couple of minutes. It was at that moment we finally decided on his name (Elijah Henry.) I'm not an emotional person at all, but Eli's first cries had me bawling. My SO went over to see him after he came out and I heard, "Are you alright?" over and over. I asked him if Eli was ok and he just kind of stared at me. I freaked out. Turns out Justin hadn't eaten all day and was about to pass out. Awesome. I almost had a heart attack because my boyfriend is an idiot (he's a chef, how can he not eat while he's at work?) Overall, I'm not sad or upset about the c-section (I knew I was going to have one), I'm mainly relieved to have gotten it over with.
Eli is perfect. His APGAR was a 9 and his blood sugars were great after delivery. We're having a problem getting him to breastfeed, but I've been pumping for now. He does have to get formula to supplement, which we're hoping won't be a lasting thing. I'm still amazed he needed no extra help because he was a preemie. His hips look good, which can be an issue with breech babies. The pediatrician says he'll need an u/s in a month but, for now, all looks fine.
I spent the rest of Friday and most of yesterday throwing up constantly because of the magnesium sulfate (bp medicine) that was in my iv. Even my eyes hurt. Once they took me off of it, I started feeling better. I finally got up and walked around last night and have been feeling pretty great today. I'm on a new medicine for my bp for the time being since it's still a little high and I'll probably be on that for another few weeks until my body starts to regulate itself.
So, yeah. It all happened so fast that I'm still reeling a little bit. I was never a person who wanted a kid and now, here I am, completely and totally in love with this little guy who looks like a fat version of my boyfriend.
ETA - He was 6.6 pounds and 18.5 inches long.
A little background. I'm a Type 1 diabetic on an insulin pump and have kept everything in super tight control my entire pregnancy. I started my weekly BPPs and NSTs (because I'm high risk) at 32 weeks and it was found right away that my fluid was super low (around 5 cm.) I was put on bed rest at 35 weeks because my blood pressure had become a serious issue pretty suddenly. Baby had been breech the entire time, which pretty much sealed my c-section fate.
I went into my weekly OB checkup on Friday morning (I was 36w2d) and the protein in my urine had gone up, as had my bp. I was sent to the hospital (for the 6th time in 2 weeks) and it didn't take them long to tell me I was going to have a c-section on Friday. My bp was literally all over the place, there was the protein and my fluids were still really low. Unfortunately, my SO was at work and I was stuck there with my mother. I totally think she was the one keeping my bp up. After my OB appointment she actually wanted to go run errands before going to the hospital. Ugh.
I sat in L&D for awhile because you have to wait a certain amount of time after you've last eaten before you can have surgery. I've never been so terrified in my life. I have never had surgery and the thought of it has always sent me into a panic attack. At least we got to watch Let's Make a Deal before we went in.
I won't lie, the OR was the most intimidating place I've ever been in my life. Walking into the room was like something out of a movie. After the surgery started, Eli was out after a couple of minutes. It was at that moment we finally decided on his name (Elijah Henry.) I'm not an emotional person at all, but Eli's first cries had me bawling. My SO went over to see him after he came out and I heard, "Are you alright?" over and over. I asked him if Eli was ok and he just kind of stared at me. I freaked out. Turns out Justin hadn't eaten all day and was about to pass out. Awesome. I almost had a heart attack because my boyfriend is an idiot (he's a chef, how can he not eat while he's at work?) Overall, I'm not sad or upset about the c-section (I knew I was going to have one), I'm mainly relieved to have gotten it over with.
Eli is perfect. His APGAR was a 9 and his blood sugars were great after delivery. We're having a problem getting him to breastfeed, but I've been pumping for now. He does have to get formula to supplement, which we're hoping won't be a lasting thing. I'm still amazed he needed no extra help because he was a preemie. His hips look good, which can be an issue with breech babies. The pediatrician says he'll need an u/s in a month but, for now, all looks fine.
I spent the rest of Friday and most of yesterday throwing up constantly because of the magnesium sulfate (bp medicine) that was in my iv. Even my eyes hurt. Once they took me off of it, I started feeling better. I finally got up and walked around last night and have been feeling pretty great today. I'm on a new medicine for my bp for the time being since it's still a little high and I'll probably be on that for another few weeks until my body starts to regulate itself.
So, yeah. It all happened so fast that I'm still reeling a little bit. I was never a person who wanted a kid and now, here I am, completely and totally in love with this little guy who looks like a fat version of my boyfriend.
ETA - He was 6.6 pounds and 18.5 inches long.