Well, last Monday is almost a blur. Luke spent the night with Angie, Greg and the boys. Emy tried to but she really wanted to come to the hospital and meet Tessa so I let her skip school and she accompanied us to Labor & Delivery at 6:00am. The ultrasound did show Tessa to weigh at least 9 pounds and 5 ounces (they said give or take a pound). 10 pounds-wow! Well, she ended up only weighing 9-3 but that was big enough I say!!
My doctor came in and checked me and I had only dilated to 2 (since about 5 days before at my last dr check). He said with the size of my pelvis being very small and the baby being very large, he would recommend performing a C-section. He was worried about her shoulders getting stuck and then having a REAL emergency on our hands. We didn't want Tessa to suffer in any way, so we opted for the safer route of having a C-section. My recovery will take longer of course, but my baby is safe and sound so I feel like we chose correctly.
About an hour later, they came in and said "alright, get your things, it's time to go to the OR". We had to call my mom to come and get everything (except for the camera, of course). Darrell and I went to the OR (he walked and I was of course pushed on a bed--yay me). When Darrell came in with all the garb on, I laughed because I almost didn't recognize him! I thought he was a nurse or doctor---LOL!!
Maybe I was delirious already....haha.
They took me back pretty soon and had me sit up so they could insert the SPINAL--ugh! It took them 3 tries to get it to work but that is a miracle in itself, how you can't feel anything from your ribcage down, but you are alert and oriented enough to meet your precious little one as soon as they are delivered. Just a side note: I had a spinal headache when I left the hospital on Wednesday, went to a pain clinic and had a blood patch performed on Friday, and had IMMEDIATE relief of my headache).
It took them a little while to get her out--she was wedged against my pelvis (she still has a knot on her head to prove it) and they tugged at the bottom and a nurse was practically sitting on top of my sternum, pushing so hard to get her to come out.....then there it was, that AWESOME sound of a baby crying. I tell you, I lost it. That was the very sweetest sound to my ears---and still is, believe it or not.
I told Darrell--GO, take pictures, GO!! He was worried about me because I was in tears and I couldn't hardly make him leave me to go see HER.
BUT, we had a student nurse take quite a few shots, so we didn't miss anything major.
After getting stitched up, I was on my way to recovery (where I woke myself up snoring)...LOL!!! More than once, actually. Who cares? I was tired and deserved a good snore!
When they took me to my room, I was surrounded by family and friends. I can't remember who all was there, I was feeling just a little bit loopy--the most precious memory is looking over at Emy who had this HUGE smile on her face and she was holding her baby sister like a pro. Emy was the first to feed Miss Tessa and I am so happy about that! Luke came to see her that night and was happy to see us all.
Now we have been home almost a week and life could not be better--the house could be cleaner, more organized, the laundry is overwhelming, but honestly, God does give you the desires of your heart. I HAVE ALL FOUR OF MINE RIGHT HERE--my Darrell (who has barely left my side) and my three precious children (Emy, Luke & Tessa).
Have a great day because I plan to.
