Saturday, February 27, 2016

Birth of Miss E

I guess I should get this down before I loose thoughts.  The joys of getting old.  LOL

So, Sunday Nov 22, Gregg finally got home from MX.  He probably got home about 530pm.  I wasn't feeling great.  By 830, I was starting to have some contractions.  Nothing major, nothing consistent.   I texted my IM, and support people.  Just giving them a heads up.  Went to bed early.  Figured if it was going to happen, I needed to get some rest.  Had a terrible night.  Was up most of the night.  Couldn't sleep, my tummy was really upset, just felt like crud.

I had a Drs appt the morning of Nov 23.  I met my IM at the Drs office.  I was very grumpy.  I just felt yucky.  OB checked me and told me I was the same.  GAH!!!  WHAT??  Same?  I was hoping for some spectacular #.  We are now 39 wks, and 2 days.  She can come anytime.   My OB told me to hold on, and was still checking me.  He says, "Ok, now your a 3."  He was able to stretch it pretty easily.  He asked if we wanted to be induced that day.  Neither one of us needed to think twice about it.  We were ready to go!
Dr P told us to head straight to the hospital though.  No going to get lunch, nothing.  The hospital was packed and they were going to squeeze us in.   Everyone was trying to have their babies before Thanksgiving.

We got to Labor and Delivery and had to wait for a few.  They were busy checking other people in.  I was pretty nervous.  I have never been induced before so this was a bit scary to think about.  By this time it was probably about 10am.  I had texted my support people and told them what was happening.  They both said they would be there as soon as they could.  Dr P wouldn't be in until noon to break my water.  So, we still had some time.   We finally got our room and was hooked up to the monitors.   I was already having contractions.  Nothing of note, but they continued to increase as time went on.  When Dr P showed up to break my water, he was glad I was already progressing on my own.  It makes the induction so much easier when your body is ready.
He broke my water and it was clear.  Which is very good.  Hadn't changed on my dialation, which was a bummer.   So, we continued in this pattern for a bit.   Contractions were very strong after a bit.  I was starting to have a hard time staying on top of them.  My breathing was getting harder to keep focus on.  I had Jenn and Sarah there to help me.  My poor IM didn't know what to do with me.
The baby's heart beat kept dropping when I had a contraction.  The nurse kept moving me from side to side, and then from sitting to laying down.  She was trying to keep E's heart beat from dropping.  But, with all the movements , nothing was working.   I was checked and found to only be a 5.  With as hard as these contractions were getting, I thought I would be farther along.   I was offered some kind of drug, I don't think it was stadol, or maybe it was.  I don't remember.  LOL  Just to take the edge off.  I was all for it at that time.  It was wonderful!!  LOL  It was short lasting.  But, I was able to get a breather for about 45 min.  After those 45 min, it had worn off.   I was right back into the hard contractions again.
Now, I don't know if this makes it easier or harder.  When you get a break from the contractions and then when they come back, its not a gradual thing, its right back to the hard stuff.  But, I had a bit of a melt down.  I had a nice cry session.  When I came out of it, I felt like it was about time to start pushing.  I think Sarah went to get the nurse.  The nurse came in and said she needed to check me.  She put her hand way up there, and didn't take it back out.  She started calling people on her blue tooth.   I was still dealing with contractions and her hand up inside me.  I then heard her tell the other nurses that we had a prolapsed cord.  I have never had one before.

The nurse told me that we were going for a csec.  I had told Jen earlier that if I had to have one, I wanted to be knocked out.   Well, we had no option for that now.  Within minutes the room was full of people.  They started wheeling me out of the room.  The nurse is still between my legs.  She has her hand up inside trying to push E's head back up and off of her cord.  I remember yelling at Jen to take care of my IM.  When things went south, I had no idea of where she was, or how she was doing.   I could only imagine that she was freaked out.  I know I would of been.

We went as fast as possible down the hall to the OR.  I thought we had a ton of people in my room, there were even more in the OR.   Everyone was running around trying to get stuff ready.   They got me onto the OR table and began cleaning me.  I was in another world trying to deal with these contractions.   I reached down to grab my stomach during a contraction, and they were yelling at me not to because they were trying to clean me.  Oops sorry!  I was talking to the nurse that still had her hand inside of me.  She was so great!!!  She was trying to help me through the contractions as much as possible.  She told me I was a 8 when we left the labor room.  LOL  If only we could of held out a few more minutes , we wouldn't of had this problem.
So, I had signed papers months ago to have my tubes tied.   I brought this up while I was being prepped for the csec.  Figure I am already open, might as well handle it, right?  Nope.  The nursing staff said they didn't have my consent on file so, it was a no go.  Since we were dealing with a emergency, they couldn't take the time to have it faxed over.   My OB was even pissed about that.
Finally the anesthesiologist came over and told me that he was going to put me under.   I was pretty scared by this point.  I told him just to not let me die.  LOL  Yes, dramatic.  :)  They kept putting the face mask on my face but I couldn't breathe when it suctioned down over my mouth.   Finally I was out.

I woke up later on.  I really have no idea of what time it was.  I remember coughing a lot.  My throat was really scratchy.   I could hear them talking to my husband.  I kept trying to open my eyes, but I could not open them for anything.  They kept giving me more pain meds.  I have no idea of what I was on, but I was pretty gone.  Finally after sometime, they wheeled me into my room.   I had a 2 person room.  I was not looking forward to sharing my room with anyone.  But, I ended up having the best roommate.  My IM and E.   The first night, I was pretty much out of it.   I couldn't get out of bed.  I felt like I had been ran over by a truck.
But, eventually I was up and moving , very slowly and not far, but moving.   I was able to see Miss E, and boy what a pretty baby she is.   Gregg even commented on how pretty she was, and he is not baby person.  LOL

So, here we are a little over 3 months later.   My IPs have such a great little family going.  They are so in love with their little girl.  And, her big brother thinks she is the best thing since sliced bread.  :)  
I started out thinking I would do surrogacy one time.  One and done.  But, here I am 15 years later.  I have been a GS, and TS, and a ED.   I am very happy with each couple I have carried for.  I have a great relationship with everyone.  Communication is still open all around.

Much love to all!!!!