At 37 weeks and 1 day I had a doctors appointment and thought it would be the same thing where they take my BP which was high, check my urine which had protein in it, do a non-stress test on Walker, make me another appointment for the week, and send me home. However this appointment was different. I woke up with blurred vision and let the doctor know. My BP was getting worse and my swelling was terrible. I could barely get around and I was so miserable. My doctor didn't feel comfortable keeping me on bed rest any longer because my preeclampsia was getting severely worse. He told me to go home and get my bags packed because he wanted me back in the hospital for induction at 7:00 PM that night. My husband and I were so excited. Even though I was on bed rest I had Dakota take me to the mall because I needed some cute PJ's for the hospital. The time seemed to go literally so dang slow. I had everything packed and I was just watching the clock. Before we headed back to the hospital Dakota and I had a last date at Moe's. It was what I was craving and I knew it would keep me full for a while since the hospital wouldn't let me eat anything. During dinner Dakota and I just kept saying how much our lives were about to change and how excited we were. That this would be the last time we can go out just us and not have to worry about arranging a baby sitter.
Once we checked in the nurse took us to our room. I changed into my gown and got comfy in the bed and Dakota slept on the pull out couch. My mom met us up there and she stayed with me the entire time. They started my IV & gave me some medicine at 8:00 that helps soften my cervix. I would be given this medicine every 4 hours until I was softened enough to start the Pitocin. I didn't sleep at all that night. I was hurting and just really uncomfortable. I tried my hardest to just close my eyes and relax, but in all honesty I couldn't relax. I was super excited, anxious, nervous, really every emotion. After 4 hours went by the nurse checked me and I had softened at all. She gave me another round and a little bit after that my BP sky rocketed and they had to put me on a magnesium drip through my IV which stung the ENTIRE time. It was time to check me again and still no luck. She called my doctor because my BP wasn't going down from the magnesium and I wasn't softening at all. Around 10:00 AM the next morning my doctor walked in and let me know that it wasn't looking good for me. If we kept going the route I had been in for the last 12 hours then I would probably be in labor for another day. He told me that with my sever preeclampsia that I needed to have a C section, but that it was totally up to me. Dakota and I discussed it once he left the room and I was in complete horror. I was so afraid of a C section and from the very beginning of the pregnancy I told him that I did not want to get one. I sucked it up because I was already exhausted and Walker was going to get stressed out.
At 12:00 PM they wheeled me back to the Operating Room. Only Dakota was aloud back there with me. After they gave me the epidural I laid on the bed thinking holy crap.. I'm about to meet my Son. I was so scared and couldn't feel a thing, but my arms. They didn't let Dakota come in until I was all prepped and ready. Even though I was drugged up and loopy I remember looking at him and thinking that he was going to make the most incredible father. As I was locked eyes with him I told him that I loved him and he held my hand. I could smell the flesh burning and them tugging and pulling on my skin. It didn't hurt, but it was a tremendous amount of pressure. At 12:21 PM on April 22nd I heard my Son cry for the first time. I couldn't see him, but I could hear him and tears started rolling down my face. It was such a surreal moment. I wasn't able to see him until they cleaned him up. Dakota brought him over to me and there we were.. a family of three. Walker was absolutely beautiful and I thanked God then and there. We was a healthy 7 pounds and 9 ounces and 20.5 inches long. I kissed him on the forehead and they took him back while they sewed me back up.
In the recovery room they brought him to me and I got to hold him for the firs time. He was mine and I was forever his. My heart melted and still melts every time that I look at him. The nurses helped and showed me how to breastfeed him. I was on cloud nine. Dakota and I got an hour with just us and it flew by. Everyone was out in the waiting room just itching to meet him. Since I had a C section they only let a few people in at a time. I don't really remember all who came to see him, but it was overwhelming. That night my recovery was not good at all. I kept throwing up and I couldn't even eat ice chips. I was so hungry and hadn't eaten since the night before and wasn't able to eat until the next afternoon.
We were in the hospital from Tuesday night until Friday afternoon. The nurses there were amazing and answered all of my questions. We are all home now and even though I am sleep deprived I am loving every minute of it. My Son and husband are my absolute world and I couldn't be more blessed. I don't go back to work until July and until then I am soaking up all the time I can with him. My little man is almost two weeks old!!
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| "My two favorite guys" |
