I thought this would be a super simple birth story. I honestly did not even think I would have anything to talk about. It was not the case!
Leading up to birth, I was so excited. From the beginning they told me I was going to have a planned C-section. Since I had one with my son, it was the plan for my second. The doctors office I went to does not do VBAC's. I was ok with that because I knew what to expect with the surgery and recovery. I at least had a plan I was comfortable with.
Things started to go south. The main thing was my doctors office. They are terrible! I was seeing a doctor I was not familiar with but they were nice so I felt ok with it. Things changed. Everytime I went to the office, I got no information about how baby was doing. It was all just strange. When dealing with my maternity paperwork, it took them 3 months to complete when it should’ve taken 2 weeks. It went way past the deadline for work and that just stressed me out. I remember having a meltdown in the shower. My son came in and asked if I was ok and why I was so sad. So because of my doctors office, it was a terrible pregnancy. I was too afraid to switch so close to delivery. With the way things were being handled and how my health concerns were being ignored, I got a little panicked. I was truly scared about how the operation would go. I did not want to tell anyone my fears because I did not want to make them real. So I wrote a letter to both of my boys. I didn’t know if I would make it out of the hospital. I know it might sound dramatic to most but the way I was feeling, it was something I felt needed to be done. Thankfully, I now can save those letters and make adjustments to them and still give to them when they turn 18.
Now on to delivery!
I was scheduled for my c-section on 8/17. I loved having an actual date because then I can plan accordingly. We were able to let my dad know ahead of time to keep Alrick. We were also able to pack for the hospital. Although, we procrastinated on the packing and getting everything set up for Kai. I had an appointment (8/12) before the surgery and everything looked good. I remember wishing they checked my cervix to make sure I was still closed but I was somewhat far from my due date and I am sure it would've been closed. I was starting to get nervous. I had just 2 more appointments. One the day before surgery to prep me for everything and get rest done. The second one was the day of the surgery to talk with the surgery about how things will go. Those last two appointments never happened.
On 8/15 things were good. We dropped Alrick off with his grandma and then my dad was going to pick him up on the 16th. Ricky and I planned to clean everything on the 16th so that we could officially be ready. That night, I couldn’t sleep. I was nervous about the test and how early I had to be up. I can’t really sleep when I know I could miss my alarm. I started getting Braxton hicks..or so I thought! When the pain started getting worse, I googled what the difference was between Braxton hicks and contractions. All while this is happening, Ricky is sleeping. I didn’t want to wake him because I wasn’t sure. I got up to poop and the pain was still there. I had the feeling to poop again, so I did. That was when I woke Ricky up and told him what was happening. From what google was saying, I couldn’t tell what was going on. After telling Ricky, I had to pee. There was blood! I knew exactly what that was. I told Ricky we had to go because my mucus plug came out. We rushed to get everything together. Last minute, I thought “let me bring towels in case my water breaks”. So glad I did! I was sitting on 2 thick beach towels when my water broke halfway to the hospital.
When your water breaks, it is the weirdest feeling! Most moms out there know what I am talking about. My water did not break with Alrick. They broke it for me at the hospital. Anyways, all of this liquid is coming out of me and my contractions were getting worse. I was in so much pain but little did I know, the pain would get worse.
FYI: I did not have this pain with Alrick. When they induced me, I got my epidural shortly after and then had to have a C-section because of minor complications.
We get to the hospital and check in. The pain was still the same. They checked me in and we headed back to get vitals and see how far along I am. At this point, the pain is as getting worse! Then they had the nerve to give me a COVID test…lol that’s what my thought was as when I was having those contractions. Your mind just goes to negativity. I honestly can not describe the pain. It was seriously the worst thing I have ever felt! After checking my cervix, they told me I was 5cm. The nurses looked a bit panicked, that’s what my husband told me. I didn’t notice. They did ask if I was having a C-section, I guess to confirm. I was finally moved to the preparation room. They changed my gown and started getting me ready for surgery. They needed to rush because the contractions were getting closer and closer. During this, the pain got even worse!
I always thought the ladies in the movies/shows were being dramatic when yelling. They were not!
I kept asking for someone to help me, when I was going to get pain meds, yelling “no” and “I can’t do this”. I cried and just kept thinking ‘why won’t they help me’ even though they were. They were working as fast as they could. About 2 hours later (from the time we checked in) I was finally in the delivery room. They had to give me the spinal while I was having a contraction. If I wanted the pain to stop, I had to do it. They did try when the contraction went away but the next one came quick after. Oh but lord, once that kicked in, I was good! It only took a minute for it to kick in. They got me on the table and Ricky was finally able to come in.
Baby Kai was finally born! I did worry a bit when he came out because he didn’t cry right away. It honestly felt like forever. I just remember looking at Ricky the whole time to see if there was panick in his face. He showed no signs of panick. Finally he cried! Once they cleaned him up and took measurements, I was able to hold him. Ricky and Kai were sent to recovery while the doctor closed me up. I was then sent to recovery to be with Ricky and Kai. I actually remember this. With Alrick, I was so drugged that I don’t even remember being in recovery. It was here that Ricky let me know why Kai did not cry right away. He drank a lot of the amniotic fluid. They had to suck some out. It’s a common thing to happen for C-section baby’s. I won’t go into all the boringness once we got to our room. Although the first night was scary. The nurse warned us that baby’s choke because of the fluid still in them and let us know what to do if that happened. She told us how to pat his back and if anything call the nurse station and just say “he’s choking”. Well, we had to do that! Kai was choking to the point that he lost color and his lips turned blue. Thank goodness that when we called, the nurse was walking in at the same time. She took over and saved him. I was panicked and of course started crying. I thought we lost our son right when we just got him. After that Kai was great. He didn’t sleep as much like Alrick because I was not on heavy drugs this time. Although he still did better than I thought. I however did not sleep too much because of the choking. I was paranoid and kept my eye on him and ears wide open! The nurses were absolutely amazing!!! I wish we got them gifts. With COVID, it was hard to have Ricky leave and come back.
Because of this experience, there will be no more kids! I refuse to go through that pain again. I know that sounds terrible but I truly can not handle that again. I would have a c-section for the next one as well but I just don't want to risk the baby coming early again. I like having the 2 boys anyways and I am so grateful. Ricky and I talked about it and we agree that we are happy with our family of 4. Maybe we will get a dog later on when the kids are older.
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