rejoice, for a new baby was born to this household. 🙂
meet Olivia Marie.
the delivery wasn’t as smooth as with patrick. my water broke friday 6.30-ish pm just as hubby was going to work. so we rushed to the hospital thinking within 24 hours we’ll surely have a baby. nope. 25 hours later i was still stuck with a 4cm dilation. so i was induced.
then there was the epidural drama. when the epidural was administered somehow it only flowed to my right side. anestheciologist said my backbone might be curved, which caused the epidural to only cover the right side of my body. hmph! so there i was in severe pain only on my left side, while completely numb on my right side. took her about 20 minutes to fix the issue (rolled me to lie on my left side), but by that time i was exhausted. after the effort worked i slept (passed out?) for 1.5 hour.
i woke up when the nurse came in and said she wanted to check my cervix. lo and behold she couldn’t find it. so immediately she prepped me for delivery position. feet up. practice your breathing, and finally practice pushing. so i pushed. once. then the nurse looked at me and said “OK, i need you to NOT push again..”. i was like .. what, did i do it wrong? well apparently not. i was so spot on on the pushing that the baby’s head was already crowning. as in she’s coming out! eek! so she made one call: “she’s ready!!” other nurse came in and hurriedly prep the room. but we still had to wait for the doctor.
while waiting hubby asked if he could deliver the baby. surrreee, said the nurse. so they prep him. gave him gloves, refresh his memory on delivering babies (hubby is doctor himself), and letting him know the hospital’s standard procedure. doctor came in, everybody took their position, i pushed and pop! out come the baby.
then there was drama #2, unknown to me at the time for i was still busy with my baby. apparently when i pushed her out, i tear an artery and it sprouted blood all over the place. ok that might’ve been an exaggeration, but it really was one of those bleeding that just wouldn’t stop. suddenly everybody was tense and move faster than normal speed. i only realised that something was wrong when i thought it odd that it took quite a while for the doctor to stitch me up. and then one of the nurse grabbed a small hose and started sucking my blood out. and another nurse urgently tried to drew blood from my vein, but failed twice because the blood kept clogging (oh the irony) so she called another nurse from surgery department, and she managed to do it. and they put a clogging agent in that portion of blood, and injected it into my ruptured artery. what seemed like an eternity and a dozen blood-soaked towels later doctor pronounced all was well, shook my hand and congratulated me on the baby, and walked out whistling some happy tune.
i still wouldn’t know the seriousness of my condition that night if it weren’t for the morning nurses who checked on me. they all said i gave them a pretty serious scare last night. and judging by the soreness i was in in the morning.. yeah i pretty much think they had to stitched me up pretty good. as i’m writing this almost 5 days after, i’m still sore. maybe the doctor didn’t just stitched me up, he knitted me up.
but now that we know all is well, it’s time to rejoice. for i have a beautiful baby girl in addition to my already perfect little family.