my boring birth story
sigh. well, where to start? *takes deep breath*
Christian Allen Robards
9lbs 1oz.
21.5 inches long
born June 29th, 2006.
7:36am
So Wednesday (the day before Christian was born) I cleaned all day hoping to be exhausted by around 10 or 11-ish. Well, I was, but I took a Unisom just incase I couldn't sleep. (you know how it is when you're excited for something, those are the longest nights, I hate that.) Well, yeah...I got in the bed around 10 and feel asleep probably around 10:30. I woke up around 11:15 to Bens cell phone, yeah...I was pissed. It was his sister. Now, I'm not sure why she called, cause I had talked to her around 9:30 and told her that we were getting up at 4:30am and had to be at the hospital by 5:30 at the latest. Anyhow, I couldn't fall asleep again until like 2:30 or 3:00 I was soooooo mad. I could have beat her ass. oh well.
So we got up at 4:30, we were both all excited that the lack of sleep didn't effect either of us. We got dressed, took a pic of each other and headed off to the hospital. Once we got up to labor and delivery, they took me to the room that I'd come back to after the cesarean. They hooked my belly up to the monitors christians heart beat was good, and I was actually having some pretty hard contractions which I didn't feel. *shrugs* They put my iv in and filled me with two and half bags of fluids, asked me 100 questions, shaved the fuzzy off my belly, and made me drink this really sour stuff that’s suppose to prevent acid reflux. They told me its was really nasty, that it would be best to just chug it, but I actually thought it was good. lol. I love sour stuff, but maybe it's cause I was so hungry.
Around 7 they got me up and walked me to the Operating room. At this point I was really nervous. How weird is it actually walking to the OR? The nurse asked me if I was ready before she opened the door...I don't really know what I said to her, but I remember thinking to myself "NO!" *l*
The nurse opened the door, it wasn't what I had expected. It was a rather tiny room. The operating table didn't look like what I thought it would either. It was small. (I remember thinking to myself, "how to fat people fit on that?" Anyhow, I sat on the operating stretcher while they did my spinal. (which didn't hurt...I’m not really sure how a spinal is different from an epidural, but it is.) Anyhow, as soon as they put the meds in me, my left foot and left ass cheek went numb. That's when I got scared. The nurse told me to lean back...I did. They pulled my gown up and cathed me, by that time I was already numb. I started to feel really nauseous, dizzy, they kept asking me what was wrong, but it was a feeling I had never had. I was freaking out, and was telling Brenda (my aunt, she assisted my doctor) that I wanted to go completely under, I didn't know what was going on, but I was dry heaving and felt terrible. It was weird trying to puke and not being able to feel your tummy tighten. Brenda told me that it wasn't good for the baby, that I couldn't go under. They shot something into my iv, and that terrible feeling went away. Turns out my blood pressure dropped WAY low. They could haven told me what was going on so I didn’t freak out so bad.
A short while passed, I could feel pressure from people doing who knows what to my belly, but that was all. They called Ben in and once he was there, I was better. It was nice to have them there kissing me telling me that it was going to be alright. I didn't know then, but they had already made the incision. A short time after that they asked Ben if he wanted to watch his head come out, so Ben stood up. I heard the doctor say when he cut into the amniotic sac that there was light meconium. (baby had bowel movement in utero) I didn't worry about that too much cause I know thats usually manageable. So yeah, I could feel Dr. D's hand shake trying to pull the head out. He kept saying, "come on baby." They kept telling me he had a big head. Well, duh...he's a baby baby, this is the reason I'm having a cesarean to begin with. I found out later that they ended up using a vacuum to get his head out. All I could feel during all that was Brenda pushing on the top part of my belly. I told her later it felt like she weighed a thousand pounds. *l* They also had the same problem with his shoulders. Once he was out I heard Ben cry. It was so sweet. Then I heard Christian cry. That's when I started crying. It was the best feeling I believe I've ever had in my life. That's when it became real. I was so happy. And it felt like I had lost 100 pounds. *l*
Once they gave the baby oxygen and was ready for him to go to my recovery room, ben left. And I started to get sick again. ugh. It sucked. I could feel him shaking my uterus...packing it so he could sew it up or possibly delivering the placenta, I'm not sure, but whatever it was, it made me sick. I guess I laid there another hour or so before they were all finished. it didn't seem that long, I didn't realize it until I got back to the recovery room. Ben was holding Christian. When they got my bed in place Ben handed him to me, and I pretty much haven't put him down since then. *l*
I went home the next day. Didn't really need that much pain medicine. I took a shower that night and even cleaned up my room a little. *l* I don't know why, but I'm only a little sore. Not even enough for me to want pain medicine. Maybe just ib prophen. I guess that's good thing though. Oh yeah, that doctor told me that I would have never had him vaginaly. He said I couldn't have had a 7 pound baby vaginally. Something about a bone that’s connected to my tail bone is real prominent and sticks out really far, I'm not really sure. He said I'd never have a vaginal birth, which is fine with me, the c- section wasn't really that bad. I think I'll do better a second time now that I know what to expect.
Well, I feel normal now and am ready to start working out again. (sucks that I have 3-5 more weeks until I can)
Motherhood is wonderful. I love it. He's great. A bit frustrating at times, but I love every minute of it.
Sorry this was all jumbled. I didn't really feel like thinking it all out, and I don't really have the time for that anyhow. I'll add more if I think of something I've forgot.
Now for the good stuff. =) enjoy
gave him his first bath in the baby tub today. (no, I didn't get his cord wet)
me and christian the first time I held him. I look like poo, just got out of the OR.
Brenda and Christain.
Hunter and Christian after we got home from the hospital.
after his bath.
awww, mommy and baby.
and the best for last. My baby can already give the finger! *l*
Christian Allen Robards
9lbs 1oz.
21.5 inches long
born June 29th, 2006.
7:36am
So Wednesday (the day before Christian was born) I cleaned all day hoping to be exhausted by around 10 or 11-ish. Well, I was, but I took a Unisom just incase I couldn't sleep. (you know how it is when you're excited for something, those are the longest nights, I hate that.) Well, yeah...I got in the bed around 10 and feel asleep probably around 10:30. I woke up around 11:15 to Bens cell phone, yeah...I was pissed. It was his sister. Now, I'm not sure why she called, cause I had talked to her around 9:30 and told her that we were getting up at 4:30am and had to be at the hospital by 5:30 at the latest. Anyhow, I couldn't fall asleep again until like 2:30 or 3:00 I was soooooo mad. I could have beat her ass. oh well.
So we got up at 4:30, we were both all excited that the lack of sleep didn't effect either of us. We got dressed, took a pic of each other and headed off to the hospital. Once we got up to labor and delivery, they took me to the room that I'd come back to after the cesarean. They hooked my belly up to the monitors christians heart beat was good, and I was actually having some pretty hard contractions which I didn't feel. *shrugs* They put my iv in and filled me with two and half bags of fluids, asked me 100 questions, shaved the fuzzy off my belly, and made me drink this really sour stuff that’s suppose to prevent acid reflux. They told me its was really nasty, that it would be best to just chug it, but I actually thought it was good. lol. I love sour stuff, but maybe it's cause I was so hungry.
Around 7 they got me up and walked me to the Operating room. At this point I was really nervous. How weird is it actually walking to the OR? The nurse asked me if I was ready before she opened the door...I don't really know what I said to her, but I remember thinking to myself "NO!" *l*
The nurse opened the door, it wasn't what I had expected. It was a rather tiny room. The operating table didn't look like what I thought it would either. It was small. (I remember thinking to myself, "how to fat people fit on that?" Anyhow, I sat on the operating stretcher while they did my spinal. (which didn't hurt...I’m not really sure how a spinal is different from an epidural, but it is.) Anyhow, as soon as they put the meds in me, my left foot and left ass cheek went numb. That's when I got scared. The nurse told me to lean back...I did. They pulled my gown up and cathed me, by that time I was already numb. I started to feel really nauseous, dizzy, they kept asking me what was wrong, but it was a feeling I had never had. I was freaking out, and was telling Brenda (my aunt, she assisted my doctor) that I wanted to go completely under, I didn't know what was going on, but I was dry heaving and felt terrible. It was weird trying to puke and not being able to feel your tummy tighten. Brenda told me that it wasn't good for the baby, that I couldn't go under. They shot something into my iv, and that terrible feeling went away. Turns out my blood pressure dropped WAY low. They could haven told me what was going on so I didn’t freak out so bad.
A short while passed, I could feel pressure from people doing who knows what to my belly, but that was all. They called Ben in and once he was there, I was better. It was nice to have them there kissing me telling me that it was going to be alright. I didn't know then, but they had already made the incision. A short time after that they asked Ben if he wanted to watch his head come out, so Ben stood up. I heard the doctor say when he cut into the amniotic sac that there was light meconium. (baby had bowel movement in utero) I didn't worry about that too much cause I know thats usually manageable. So yeah, I could feel Dr. D's hand shake trying to pull the head out. He kept saying, "come on baby." They kept telling me he had a big head. Well, duh...he's a baby baby, this is the reason I'm having a cesarean to begin with. I found out later that they ended up using a vacuum to get his head out. All I could feel during all that was Brenda pushing on the top part of my belly. I told her later it felt like she weighed a thousand pounds. *l* They also had the same problem with his shoulders. Once he was out I heard Ben cry. It was so sweet. Then I heard Christian cry. That's when I started crying. It was the best feeling I believe I've ever had in my life. That's when it became real. I was so happy. And it felt like I had lost 100 pounds. *l*
Once they gave the baby oxygen and was ready for him to go to my recovery room, ben left. And I started to get sick again. ugh. It sucked. I could feel him shaking my uterus...packing it so he could sew it up or possibly delivering the placenta, I'm not sure, but whatever it was, it made me sick. I guess I laid there another hour or so before they were all finished. it didn't seem that long, I didn't realize it until I got back to the recovery room. Ben was holding Christian. When they got my bed in place Ben handed him to me, and I pretty much haven't put him down since then. *l*
I went home the next day. Didn't really need that much pain medicine. I took a shower that night and even cleaned up my room a little. *l* I don't know why, but I'm only a little sore. Not even enough for me to want pain medicine. Maybe just ib prophen. I guess that's good thing though. Oh yeah, that doctor told me that I would have never had him vaginaly. He said I couldn't have had a 7 pound baby vaginally. Something about a bone that’s connected to my tail bone is real prominent and sticks out really far, I'm not really sure. He said I'd never have a vaginal birth, which is fine with me, the c- section wasn't really that bad. I think I'll do better a second time now that I know what to expect.
Well, I feel normal now and am ready to start working out again. (sucks that I have 3-5 more weeks until I can)
Motherhood is wonderful. I love it. He's great. A bit frustrating at times, but I love every minute of it.
Sorry this was all jumbled. I didn't really feel like thinking it all out, and I don't really have the time for that anyhow. I'll add more if I think of something I've forgot.
Now for the good stuff. =) enjoy
gave him his first bath in the baby tub today. (no, I didn't get his cord wet)
me and christian the first time I held him. I look like poo, just got out of the OR.
Brenda and Christain.
Hunter and Christian after we got home from the hospital.
after his bath.
awww, mommy and baby.
and the best for last. My baby can already give the finger! *l*