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Okay. Birth story. I went in Monday at 3pm for my scheduled induction. My nurse was awesome, made me feel very comfortable and welcome. We talked about the possibilities, options, and anything else under the sun, and in went the cervadil. (Approx 4:30pm) I ate dinner, watched a few sitcoms, played on my computer and then my football game came on. WE KICKED SOME ASS, btw. A walk and some ambien and my Monday was over by midnight. Around 2am I woke up with contractions. I called for the nurse, and she gave me some pain meds through my iv. Being induced threw my whole birth plan out the window. I don't need to be in pain. I only had the nubane one more time, around 9am Tuesday. After the first dose, I slept for maybe an hour. The contractions were becoming stronger and closer together and kept me awake. Pitocin was to start at 5 am, so at 4 they removed the cervadil and I took a shower. I hadn't dilated any but my cervix had thinned out to about 50%. I was still only a fingertip dilated. So, Dr. Huey broke my water. Start pitocin. Contractions come, not so painful, not so strong, but are gaining a pattern. Queue the end of pictocin, round 1. Aeson's heart beat plummeted with every contraction. I was progressing in labor with the contractions without the pitocin and his heart rate was becoming steady. Still not dilated anymore, cervix thinned to about 75%. Start pitocin round 2, approx 12:30-1pm? And they started it at 1, moved to 2, then to 3, and up to 4 (cc, ml, doses??) every 45 min. Here I am, contracting with no more pain meds and the highest amount of pitocin they could stand to give me and baby, being forced to lay on one side to keep Aeson's heart rate high. I couldn't take it. Contractions were every minute or two, off the charts, and lasting a good 30-45 seconds. For sure I had dilated, right? No. No progress at all. We decided to do the epidural in hopes that would relax my muscles enough and let my cervix dilate. Epidural in at 3:15pm, numb by 3:30. I could still feel the contractions as they were becoming more intense. We let that go for about 30 min. In comes Dr. Huey, high hopes of dilation. NOTHING. He decides it's time for a c-section. I freaked. I cried, I said no, I begged and pleaded. He explained he could let me wait another hour or so, but after that we were doing it because it was becoming stressfull on Aeson. I cried and sobbed and talked to my mom about it and decided if it was best for Aeson, then we have to do it. I was prepped and in the O.R. at 4:15, my surgery started at 4:30. He was born at 5:06 through one of the most painful and agonizing csections known to man. He would not come out. He was so deep in my birth canal, he was stuck. Forceps and a vacuum and a helluva lot of bruising on my ribcage and I heard a pop. Blood shot on the ceiling and I could feel everything. I was screaming in pain and no matter how quickly they gave me meds I was in more pain. Finally I hear him, one silent little gasp. I'm still screaming in pain. They bring him over to me and then he's gone. My mom was there with me, holding my shoulder as I shook from the cold and the pain and the loss of him. Luckily for us there was no one from labor and delivery to come clean him so my mom had him for the first hour of his life, while I was passed out in immense pain. It's all a blur until 9pm. They sat me up and the nurse fed him from my breast for me, I was pretty much unconscious. They woke me when they bathed him and he stayed with me until I was completely conscious. He was with my mom, so I felt better. She had gone to the nursery with him. They did my peri care and cleaned me up, sat me up and brought him right to me.
I cried and cried. I was so weak, but he was hungry. He ate and then slept.
I had regret for having the c-section. I felt I was cheated on giving birth. But after the pain I went through to get him out of me, dammit I did give birth. He just came through a side door as my mom said.
The first day in recovery was horrible. My pelvis was so sore from going through labor and my belly was sore from being ripped open. I had to walk because they took my cathader out early Wednesday morning. I couldn't stand up right and the Percocet only dulled the pain. My night nurse scared the shit out of me with her ignorance. She demanded I walk around the hospital, take a good long walk, not knowing the pain and not routine c-section I had been through. My mom told her and she softened her edge. But ever since then, whenever I felt a slight cramp in my hips, up and out the door I'd go with my man.
I'm home today, by gods good graces. Aeson wasn't released until early this afternoon. I really had to go against everything and supplement formula for two days. His billy rueben count was high, and they were wanting to put him in the billy lights and give him formula, period. No, I stood against that and went with feeding every hour and supplementing 7oz at every feeding. Because of that, my milk came in yesterday (even with a c-section!) and he is home with me today. The count was still high, but not high enough to keep him overnight again. I was prescribed with extra feeding and sunlight. It was 80 out today and should be again tomorrow. Hello sunshine.
And that's the story of my absolutely perfect Aeson Parker. All 8lbs 0oz 21.5" of him. I would go through that all again ten times over if he was the end result each time.
Oh and he's taking after mommy already. He had a 'semi-nude' photoshoot on Wednesday. Tehehehehe, semi-nude, the photogs choice of words.
Aeson's PlayGirl Debut