I had been on the couch practically the whole day. Around noon I started loosely timing when I was feeling the worst. After a few hours I noticed a slight pattern. Was I having contractions? I've never been great about deciphering the difference between pain and contractions. Josh suggested we head to the hospital just in case. He reasoned we'd already hit our deductible so there really was no downside. I reluctantly agreed because I didn't want to be that lady with the false alarm.
So Josh dropped the kids off at my inlaws and then took me to the hospital. Ten minutes in the car and I began to experience some intense back pain every four minutes. I guess this was happening! When we pulled up to the hospital I could barely walk and Anthony the security guard must have felt that it was urgent because he literally ran us to Labor and Delivery. Bless his heart. =)
I was admitted. They asked me for my drivers license. I forgot it in the diaper bag. They asked if I had called my OB, I hadn't. lol
My doc arrived when my contractions were 3 minutes apart. They tried to stop them with some steroids. No go. I figured it wasn't going to work because they had also tried that with Landon and it hadn't worked then. Around 7pm on Saturday, February 16, I was wheeled into surgery for a c-section. I was prepped, given a spinal, and half an hour later, she was born. I saw her for a moment before they whisked her to the NICU to help her breathing.
They sewed me up and moved me to post op. My mom, sister, and Melissa came and hung out for a while. Josh went to see Abby and find out how serious her situation was. It was helpful that we went through the NICU with Landon. Josh already knew all the terms, could tell you what all the machines were monitoring, and was familiar with the language from the doctors and nurses. He knew right away that she was better than Landon was. We breathed a sigh of relief and prayed nothing would come up.
I was moved to a private room for recovery. The girls went home. My kids went back to my parents. My dad came by that night. I stayed four days. Josh went back and forth from the kids to us. I began to have intense headaches. My doctor thought it was the oxy. Turns out the spinal went a bit too far and there was a slight hole that was leaking fluids. Not a big deal. It would either seal up on its own in about a weeks time or I could do a little procedure to close it up. With the procedure I would have to go off the Motrin and take some caffeine. Neither of which I was keen on since the Motrin was my lifeline and the caffeine would have interfered with breast feeding. I decided to stick it out. The first few days at home the headaches were debilitating but after that they slowly declined until I woke up about 7 days later and was fine. Yay! We resumed two a days at the hospital to breastfeed, hold her, and deliver milk that I had pumped.
On Saturday, February 23 a week after Abby was born, we went to see her in the morning and then headed to Emerson and Noe's 5th birthday party at Chuck E Cheese. On the way home we got the call that she had been discharged so we dropped the kids off with my mom and went to bring our baby home! That night Emerson opened all her presents with the whole family, and baby Abby.
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