Our New Little Lamb

We woke up at 4am.  We needed to be at the hospital at 5am for our scheduled c-section at 7am.  I was nervous about the c-section.  Graham was an unplanned c-section where my epidural wore off and I ended up having to be put under.  So I missed the whole thing.  Being awake for this one was making me a little nervous.

It was a quiet snowy morning and the kids had slept over at Pam and Richards.  The little one was still wiggling around.  I had wore flip flops since nothing else really fit and Jason had to drop me off at the door so I wouldn't get my feet all snowy.

 

 When we first arrived I got into my gown and they got me all hooked up with monitors and an IV.  I had to drink some nasty drink that tasted really sour.  Then they left me there to let the IV drip.  The drippy stuff was cold, the room was cold, my blanket was super thin, and I was getting more and more uncomfortable.  After an hour of stuff dripping I was getting super anxious and started getting the shakes.  They had me down for the wrong doctor doing my c-section but that was easily fixed.  Somewhere after 7am it was finally time to go.  I walked down the hall to the OR and they left Jason to put on his blue ensemble.

                     

The OR is cold.  I got my spinal block right away.  It wasn't bad at all except for the fact that I still had the shakes so it was hard to hold still.  That spinal block was fabulous.  They kept pinching me to see if I felt pain and thankfully I didn't.  After that I just closed my eyes and went to my happy place while everyone was bustling around me.  My something (can't remember what) was low (or was it high) so they put an oxygen mask on me and the funny thing is the anesthesiologist said as soon as the baby was born my whatever it was went back to normal and I didn't need the oxygen anymore.  Jason came in right before they started and once he was holding my hand I felt so much better.

 Jason said he wasn't going to watch.  And he didn't until the anesthesiologist told him it was almost time and to start recording.  Then he peeked over the curtain and saw our little lamb be born.  He did record it so I got to watch the 10 sec. clip later.  It didn't look too gross when I watched it on the ipad but at home on the big computer it did look a little ickier.  People had said that you can feel pressure.  That's a true story.  In fact, it felt like they were having a wrestling match across the top of me.  Apparently she was in there sideways and the Dr. said he was trying to decide which end to pull out first.  The head won.  

 Lucy Love was born at 7:47am.  She was 6lb. 15oz. and 18.5 inches.  It took her a minute to start crying but once she did she went all out.

 I could watch to the side of me as they cleaned her off and Jason took pictures.  It was a nice distraction to whatever was still happening on the other side of that curtain.

 After I gave her a smooch Jason went with her to the nursery for her bath and stuff.  I was in the OR for another half hour as they finished up.  The nice anesthesiologist put warm blankets on me and my Dr. and the Dr. assisting him sat and talked about skiing.  

I was back in my room by 8:30 and wasn't there long before Jason and Lucy joined me.  It was so fun to hold my new little one.  Our 3 boys all had different births and circumstances so this was the first time I'd experienced the whole thing.  LOVED IT!

I was in recovery for about an hour and I felt great.  Then they wheeled me in my bed to my new room.  I don't know if they were being race car hospital bed drivers or if it was because I was going backwards and they had to swing my bed around but I was soooooo nauseous by the time I got to the new room.  It wasn't long before I was throwing up and that lasted for a while.  I fell asleep and that seemed to help along with some medicine but all I could handle for lunch was jello.

 Our first visitors were Jenny's family and my mom.  Poor mom had shingles and could only look at little Lucy.

 Pam and Richard brought the boys that evening and of course they fell in love with Lucy.

 Beck kept saying, "Baby home" and I had to keep telling him that yes the baby would get to come home with us.  

It was an amazing day!  Such a miracle and great experience!