So I left off at starting to push around 445ish? ... At 5:09 my absolutely perfect son was born. He was a quiet little thing, but it only took him a few seconds to wail...and as soon as he was placed on my chest, it is as if the world froze. He was instantly calm. I will never forget that moment. The moment I became a mom to my son. I choked up with joy. I always thought people were crazy for crying after giving birth, I never did with my daughter, but ofcourse I was in different circumstances. I choked up with so much pride.
Although I had the epidural, I felt fine getting up immediately after. But they made me wait until I was wheeled into the bathroom to "clean up". They took out my epidural and I got cleaned up and ate a few bites of dinner- chicken and veggies and held my baby boy. I immediately nursed him after he was born, he was a champ. Latched on perfectly and effortlessly.
Mike left to feed the dogs and I was taken to the recovery unit. My mom had Grace and Nevaeh and brought them to see their new baby brother that evening, while Mike brought me back a nice big vanilla shake and hamburger. I absolutely hated sweets while pregnant, so this was the perfect treat.
My son, Michael continued to breastfeed like a champ the rest of the stay at the hospital. His levels of jaundice were high, but not high enough to admit.
The next morning on the 2nd of December, I had my surgery scheduled to get my tubes tied. This was a simple laprascopic surgery where they just gave me a spinal tap and I Was awake for the duration of the procedure. I was in recovery for a good hour because the spinal tap would not wear off. They even had to roll me back into my bed because the effects took hours to wear off.
In the meantime, my mom brought back the kids and Mikes family came to visit as well as my grandparents and sister.
That evening around 6pm, I was discharged and sent home. Yes, 24 hours after I had my son, and just a short 7 hours after having surgery. I was still feeling good. And i was ready to sleep in my own bed!
I even bypassed the pharmacy thinking I would be okay until the next morning for my pain meds. HA. Was I wrong. I was in pain ALL NIGHT LONG. But i was too stubborn to send Mike to get my meds, we were all too tired. So the next morning, I hopped into my car and drove myself and Mikey jr. to pick up my meds. I made it to the pharmacy. But def not out of my car. I was in too much pain. Mike had broken his back a few weeks prior so he was at an appointment at the VA hospital. which he could not miss, so I didnt have a choice but to sit in my car and cry in pain. I just went home. An hour later, Mike came home with my meds, of which I used 3 times and I stopped. I could handle the pain for the 6 weeks after that.
Fast forward and my baby boy i snow 7 months old. How time flies. I will do a quick recap of his first half year of life in my next post. I am going to try and update regularly. I have a good excuse for taking a break...we bought a house! In a different state! And we are having too much fun remodeling it!
Until next time...
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