When I arrived I was contracting, though not painfully, and cervix was closed. We checked my placenta because of the chance of abruption, but all was well, thank goodness.
Unfortunately, I kept contracting, and it didn't slow down. I also started dilating. We did procardia and turbutaline, but contractions were still going strong. We did morphine and phenergen to force me to relax and hopefully calm my ute. Fail. We did a magnesium sulfate bolus followed by maintenance dose. Fail.
Because I hadn't met and actually consulted with OB yet, I was told no option for VBAC (and also due to Medicaid, no option for tubal ligation during c-section) so it was time for a c-section.
This c-section was painful. I just didn't get nearly as numb, and the "pressure" was more than that. I was yelling at them. Hubby actually watched this time, though. As soon as I heard his cry I cried. And then within minutes knocked out for about 15 minutes.
He is in the NICU, but doing very well. 5lb 13oz, 18" long. Perfect. He is breathing on his own. They have him on monitors, IV fluids, and a tube to siphon fluid out of his tummy. I hate that he is in there. But I got to hold him at last.
I will start pumping tomorrow morning, and with any luck will be able to nurse him by Monday. Chances are he will stay here when I go home, hopefully not for very long. This is devastating to me. It's killing me that I can't have him brought to feed, that he has to be all alone in there.
I can't believe my toddler put me in labor.
I can't believe he is here.
|Got to hold him for a bit|