Blakely's Birth Story Part 2

I am going to pick up where I left off in this post.  Feel free to check it out!  This one might not be so interesting but I want to document every little detail while it is still fresh in my mind...this is basically my journal after all!


After Blakely was cleaned off and weighed she was given to Lonnie while they were finishing up with me.  Me and Lonnie just stared at her for the longest time.  I was just in shock.  I couldn't not believe that I had pushed her out of there!  I think, for some reason, deep down I didn't think I was going to be able to do it and I would have to have a C-section.  I don't know why I thought this.  I actually didn't even realize I thought this until I was holding her and I was so blown away!


Right after she was born and before I delivered the placenta, Dr. C harvested the cord blood.  We are privately storing it.  Then I delivered the placenta.  Once B came out it did feel like a huge relief but I still had some pain.  When the placenta came out it was like OMG THANK YOU!!  I felt so much better.  My epidural had worn off a lot so I could feel everything in my belly. After they deliver the placenta they push around on your belly for what seemed like forever!  This was so dang uncomfortable!  I was trying to focus on B but holy cow...that hurts!


Then Dr. C started stitching me up.  I could not feel that at all....it was like I was numb from my pubic bone down.  What did hurt was my hips from being in those dang stirrups for so long.  It took him a while to do my stitches.  He was in there longer for this than we was for her birth...I think!  And I feel like he was in there most of the time I was pushing.  I pushed for just over an hour by the way...not sure if I mentioned that in the last post.  


Once he was done they got me in a more comfortable position and gave her back to me.  They all left the room and Lonnie and I just stared at her...still in total shock!  I breastfed her for the first time and it went GREAT.  She did 25 minutes on each side..what?  I swear she came out rooting around and smacking her lips.  She has been a champ!  We took some pictures and after about an hour and a half Lonnie decided to go show some pics to our families that were all waiting outside and didn't even know if she was here yet.  I could hear everyone yell when he walked out and it was through multiple doors!  

When Lonnie came back it was time for her to go to the nursery to get checked out by the pediatrician.  They let him carry her so our families could at least see her for a second.  I know this was such a proud moment for him.  When he came back we decided that we would let a few visitors in at a time.  While I was in labor we did not have anyone in the room.  My mom and his mom came in for a little bit in the beginning but that was it.  Once I had the epidural it was just us.  I really worried over this decision because, of course, I wanted my mom in there with me.  I still always want my mommy when I am sick or hurt.  But I decided it was best for Lonnie and I to share this moment just between us and I am glad that I did because it was so very special.


I think I am going to do a whole separate post on all of our visitors.  We had a tone of them!


Right before we started letting people in they gave me some pain medication.  Oh my lovely is all I have to say about that.  Please keep in mind that this was at about 5 pm and I had last eaten the night before at 8 pm.  Also, I had not had a drop of alcohol or any sort of pain med since the beginning of the year so I am a total lightweight.  I was feeling good...


While B was in the nursery they were going to give her a bath but her temperature was too low.  They had to warm her up first.  Finally they called Lonnie in there because he wanted to video her first bath.  It was too sweet.  He came back and immediately showed it to me.  After the bath she had to warm up again.  


My sister-in-law went to get me some food.  She said she would get me whatever I wanted.  I, for some reason, chose turkey and dressing from Cracker Barrel.  It was heavenly.  I ate less than half of it because I started feeling really really bad.  I was very light headed and nauseated.  I think I was just completely worn out!  


Finally, around 730 they brought her to me so I could feed her again.  This little session went great as well.  I was so proud of her!  She knew exactly what to do because I sure didn't!  We snuggled and snuggled and snuggled :)


I was still in my labor and delivery room waiting for my epidural to wear completely off so I could move to the mother baby room.  It had worn completely off everywhere but my right foot! I could move it but I didn't think it would support my weight.  After I fed her the second time I thought I could finally move it....plus I really thought I might need to pee.  I had absolutely no urge to pee but it had been a while and I just knew my bladder had to be full.  They took her back to the nursery so I could get situated.  


They helped me get up and I am sure glad they did...I was very unsteady and lightheaded.  I peed and they got me all situated "down there".  Then they wheeled me to my room.  We actually just got moved to a bigger labor and delivery room because all the mother baby rooms were full.  I think there were a total of 8 babies born that day.  


Once we got in this room is was getting late.  They brought her in again at about 1030 and she breastfed like a champ again.  Lonnie and I were both totally spent at this point and could not wait to sleep.  


This first day, emotionally, was very weird for me.  I swear it felt like I was living some one else's life.  It just didn't seem real...like an out of body experience.  I don't know if it is because for a long time I thought I would never get this experience or if this is something all women, even non-IF'ers, go through.  People kept asking me how I felt and I really didn't know how to answer.  Good?  Shocked?  Happy?  Scared?  Sad?  Thankful?  I didn't know.  Now that I look back on it I have a ton of crazy emotions...like tears streaming down my face as I type this emotions.  


That day, October 13, 2011, was the greatest day of my life.  I got to meet my sweet miracle baby and she was healthy as can be.  I made my husband a daddy and he is a great one just like I knew he would be.  When she was in the nursery he checked on her constantly.  He just couldn't stay away from her.  He got to see her so much more in that first day than I did and it was all because he loves her so much.  I made my parents grandparents for the first time, something that was very important to me.  I could not be more thankful and grateful to have experienced that day.  I know I am such a lucky girl!  

changing his first diaper!  He says he would rather change her diaper than her clothes!

Good job Daddy!

OK I am going to stop there.  I have more posts in the works that I will get up hopefully soon.  But my next post is my 100th post!  How exciting!  I can't believe I am at 100 posts!  It will be a special once if I can ever get it written.  Every time I try I start crying so hard that I can't finish...hopefully in the next day or two but don't hold me to that  :)