the birth story... finally!

okay so i think i have some time to blog about Lukes birthday..... (although i do hear Luke whimpering in the background). so like i said in a previous blog about only getting 2 hours of sleep.... well, that was wednesday night. that night i thought i was having the "normal" feelings of pressure/cramping. i guess i was wrong. that pressure was actually me having CONTRACTIONS! i would have never known. i thought that contractions were supposed to be painful to the point of screaming like you see on tv (and like the vidoes from my child birth classs) not just heavy pressure! the reason i know this is because when i was admitted into the hospital on thursday the nurse was watching the machine that monitors contractions and i guess it jumped and she asked if i felt that contraction and i said something like-oh that was a contraction? thats what they feel like? thats what i was feeling last night!!!

anyhow, back to his birth.......so since i wasnt feeling good wednesday, i actually had also been feeling like a cold was coming on- i had a scratchy sore throat too, and since i only got about 2 hours of sleep... in the morning i called in to work and said i wasn't coming in. i knew i needed rest of some sorts and to just not be at work.... so as i rested and stuff i was waiting for my sis and taylor to come by so that i could hang out with them. I was sitting watching tv when all of a sudden....... it felt like a gigantic water balloon popped underneath me!!! and water totally gushed out! and it wouldnt stop. i started to panic and get excited at the same time... i was dripping everywhere! i even tried to get on my hands and knees n tried to put my butt up in the air cuz in childbirth they said if the water gushes to do that incase the umbilical cord gets in the way.. anyhow that didnt work... i started calling tony and then my sis and then the hospital and the hospital told me to first call my doctor and the nurse at the docs office said to go to the hospital. i asked if i should wait for someone to take me (like my sister who was on her way already) and to my surprise she asked how far i lived from it and then said it was okay and that i should go now and drive myself! i told tony to meet me there. and i called my sis and she kept insisting that she drive and that she was just around the corner. i got all franctic- scurried all about our apartment closing windows and grabbing all the bags and that silly birth ball too!- i did all that while still leaking water everywhere! i made it to the car, sat on a towel and made it out the apt gate and there was my sis saying she could drive but little ol me was worried about brining all my crap with me so i made her follow me to the hospital!

so i got to the hospital and was admitted. rossy and taylor were with me and shortly after tony came. all the while my sis was making phone calls to everyone! ok not everyone, but at least our family and i think she was texting people.

i got all comfy(still leaking though) in the pink gown and sat on the bed while the nurses checked my vitals. fortunately one of the nurses was mama mia's friend so it was comforting. anyhow she checked me down there to see where i was at- dilated, etc and she said maybe she felt the baby's head. so she left and brought in one of the doctors and then the doctor checked me too and he said, "ya, that's the cord." and then the nurse said thats what she thought cuz she thought she had felt the pulse of the heartbeat. so that's when everything changed! i was already mentally prepared for a natural birth and the looooong waiting, but boy was i wrong! that's when they said, "we are going to have to do an EMERGENCY C-SECTION!" at first i was calm.... then they all started rushing around! all the nurses, doctors, everyone, while tony, rossy, taylor and my mom were there!

they stuck an IV in me and started to roll me away and then i started to get scared! and what about tony!? he couldnt come with yet. they told him that they'd send him in. i got rushed into the operating room where the anesthesiologist and his assistant were and everyone else. that was crazy!- he was telling me about the spinal and the process and stuff and was trying to make me get into this weird position so that he could get the needle in. i thought he was crazy! he wanted me to get into this fetal like position and curl up so that my back was rounded- mind you-- hi- a baby in my belly makes that position quite difficult! and at the same time his assistant is trying to "hold" me in that position! and at the same time the doctors were pretty much telling him to hurry up because they needed to get the baby out so i think that made him panic even more! anyhow, all that to say and the spinal didnt work!!! they were all prepping for the emergency c-section and everyone was busily moving around and still NO tony!! he wasnt allowed in yet! ah! where was i going to get support! they kept checking to see if i could feel pain- like they poked me with some sort of instrument and i said OUCH! i could feel that and then they did a few other things and i kept saying " I CAN FEEL THAT!" then the anesthesiologist asked if i could feel just the pressure of what they were doing or the pain and i yell, "the pain!"- all this while they had a stupid oxygen mask on me that felt like wasnt working! and im looking at my doctor for some comfort and reassurance from him and he says "dont worry, we wont do anything if you can feel it." and that's when they told me that they were going to put me under! and so thats when i get even more scared-AHHH! still no tony and i start looking for mama mia's nurse friend and i saw her and that brought me a teeny bit of comfort. they stuck a different mask on my face- bigger and squishy- i guess thats the one that was supposed to knock me out- i was so scared it wasnt going to work and that they would start the surgery and that i would be awake or something. i probably prayed like a ba-gillion times in there and then i remember taking two big deep breaths.....

and then waking up in the recovery room!

i was so out of it! i had no idea where i was and then there were a bumch of new nurses and unfamiliar faces and i could barely talk and was sore and confused.... i remember talking to the nurse and asking if i was okay and asking where the baby was and if the baby was okay- she assured me that everything was ok... she grabbed the doctor and he said i was ok and mumbled something about baby being ok and surgery going well and also something about them finding 4 FIBROIDS that they took out (apparently thats a big deal, but being in the condition i was in i had no idea what he was talking about)... i remember the nurse checking my vitals, asking me to wiggle my toes and saying something about her writing her report...

then, eventually she said i could see my baby and that's when they rolled me out.......but i was still so out of it cuz of the medicine. i couldnt even tell you who was there. i know i saw tony and the baby but its all a fuzz. today i saw the pictures that my sis took on her phone and some pix that my in-laws took that day/that time....

still fuzzy..... but everything went well! and thus began our mason family! and our recovery time in the hospital! i must say- even though i wanted to be home-- being at the hospital those few days were very helpful and good for me, baby and tony! baby luke did get jaundice, but they treated him and they were acutally able to discharge us early- on saturday evening instead of sunday morning! yay!

thats my version! the end to a new beginning! =)

praise God!