so feel free to skip this post if you aren't interested; it's mostly for my memory!
As you know if you've been keeping up with the blog, Emma Kate was a repeat scheduled c-section. She was born at 39 weeks and 3 days. Our c-section was scheduled at 7:15 am so we were required to be at the hospital at 5:15am on Tuesday morning. We arrived on time (after about 5 hours of semi-sleep) and I was taken to a room on the third floor. It was a smaller room than I'd had in the past with Mary Ella and Sam so I was a little bummed at first but too excited to care much since I was about to have a baby. My nurse for that first hour was Stephanie and she did all the preliminary work like ask me a bunch of questions, started my IV, sent off bloodwork, and hooked me up to the monitor. I was having contractions pretty regularly. Dr. Bill came in to see me, as did the anesthesiologist, and we signed our life away :) Around 7 am they wheeled me to the O.R. On the way to the O.R. we found out we'd be moving downstairs to the second floor (the c-section floor) for our stay, and that we'd have a much bigger room! I was thrilled. I knew I'd have a lot of company over the next few days so I was glad to know there would be room for everyone.
By the time I got to the operating room I was shaking and shivering; partly because it was cold in there and mostly because I was nervous. Even though this was my third cesarean, I still found myself worried about anything and everything that could go wrong. Dr. Bill came in while I was sitting on the operating table and when he saw me shaking he went and got me a heated blanket which helped a ton. He then told me he was tired because "he'd stayed at the Holiday Inn Express last night watching YouTube videos on how to do c-sections."
Goof ball. If this had been my first c-section I would have hit him. He's so crazy.
Anyway, after I'd been in there about 10 minutes the anesthesia team came in and gave me my spinal, which took effect immediately and felt a.w.e.s.o.m.e. I swear there is nothing better. I laid back on the table and they got to work! After about 5 minutes of prepping (giving me a catheter and scrubbing my belly and testing me to see if I was really numb) they started the cesarean.
Chad came in and was able to video the entire thing. During the beginning I began feeling very nauseous and almost threw up a couple times; thankfully I had a wonderful anesthesia team who popped some Zofran into my IV as soon as the nausea came on and I was fine within minutes. Another time during the c-section I became emotional all of a sudden and tears just started pouring down my face; I was a little scared for some reason but couldn't pinpoint why; I was squeezing the death out of Chad's hand but he was so good and just kept reassuring me that things were going fine and that we'd have a baby in a few minutes.
And sure enough, the pushing and the pressure started and I could tell they were trying to get her out (I could feel them pushing on my stomach and tugging but there was no pain - craziest thing.) They pulled out her head first and suctioned her mouth before delivering the rest of her, and this part was accompanied with phrases I'd heard back in 2008 - "Oh wow," "Yep, look at those shoulders!", "Yep she's a big girl!" so I had a feeling she was taking after her sister. Within seconds they'd delivered my baby girl and seconds after that she was screaming her sweet little head off. She was wide eyed and alert and looking at everyone like, "What have yall done to me??"
She weighed 9 pounds, 9 ounces and was 21 inches long.
The nurses immediately brought her to the head of the table so I could see her and kiss her and then they took her over to the warmer to clean her, weigh her and get her ready to go back to the room with us. While they were doing this Chad stayed with me at the bedside since I'd been so nervous and he just kept talking about how pretty she was and filled me in on what they were doing. Fifteen minutes later I was ready to roll back to the room and had my baby girl in my arms! Such a sweet experience! I was overjoyed and so thankful to have a healthy baby in my arms.
We rolled back to our room - a much bigger room on the second floor - and I met my new nurse for the day (Stephanie left at 7am after her night shift was over). My nurse's name was Cheri and I ended up having her for my daytime nurse the rest of my stay, which was totally a God thing because she was such a blessing to us. She took care of Emma Kate and myself with the help of a student nurse from UAB.
In case you don't recognize her, that's me in the background; the one with the swollen face and the obnoxious temperature sticker on my forehead. Which I didn't know was there until we got home and I looked at all of my pictures.
Emma Kate was pretty calm while laying in the warmer. Since she was a big baby, she was at risk for having low blood sugars, so they let me nurse her right away and then put her back in the warmer; her first blood sugar was 42 I think, which was after nursing, and they wanted it to be 40 or above, so since that was on the low end they gave her a little bit of formula. They checked her blood sugars every hour for the next couple hours and her levels were 47 then 50-something, so I just kept nursing her and letting her snack as much as she would until it was in the normal-normal range, and by that night were were done checking blood sugars, so I was thankful for that. We had to do the same thing with Mary Ella.
And speaking of Mary Ella, she and Sam were the first to come see the baby and we were able to spend some time with just our little family of five. Mary Ella was enamored with her from the first moment she saw her... a moment I happened to capture with my phone. Look at her face - I love it.
She stayed right by Emma Kate's warmer the whole time she was in the room. She couldn't wait to hold her.
Sam was interested at first - kept pointing at her and saying "BeeBee."
Then he became restless and more interested in the hospital room and the new environment.
We let him run wild in the room and open all the cabinets and doors and climb on and off the couch and play "Peek a Boo" with the privacy curtain... and finally he'd had enough. He pointed to Mama and her bed and Chad put him on the bed with me. In a few minutes he was out!
But Big Sis, she stayed with the baby.
We had lots of visitors over the next few days and we are thankful for each and every one!
So special to share this time with our family and friends.
Here are Chad and his brother Jason with Emma Kate.
Aunt Ashley and Uncle Adam and Gracie were able to come down the night she was born! They were troopers - had a flat tire near Cullman and were delayed for over and hour at the Walmart getting their tire fixed; they still managed to make it close to 8pm and we had a great visit.
Mimi and Poppa with all FOUR grandchildren! Blessed indeed.
Aunt Betsy (my sister, if you are new around here.)
My recovery was great. Not as easy as Sam's c-section, but I'll chalk that up to the fact that Emma Kate was an entire pound and a half bigger than him, so there was a lot more pulling and tugging and my incision was a bit larger too. But this was still much easier than my first c-section, which I never wish to relive! My hospital stay was great too, and I attribute that to these two fabulous, compassionate, hilarious, Jesus-loving nurses, Cheri and Cassandra. (We had Cassandra during our stay with Sam and requested her this time!) Cheri took care of us on day shift and Cassandra was our 3-11pm nurse. These women have such a heart for nursing and they are both so great at it. I couldn't have asked for better nurses. I wish I could have brought them both home with me for those first few days. :)
And Miss Cassandra
You can see Mary Ella did not want to leave them.
And to our surprise, Dr. Bill let us go home a day early!
Here's little miss, all ready to go.
This day gown is the same one Mary Ella wore home from the hospital,
smocked by Granny Carolyn of course.
Ready to go home!