Delivering Caelum

So let me say first off, what happened to me was extremely extremely rare. If you are pregnant, have no fear that what I went through will happen to you. OK? OK.

So, Wed Feb 17th i go in for my normal appointment hoping to hear some good news. Well the Dr. Checked and I was still about the same. I was due in 5 days and no change. Bryan and I started to get a little scared because earlier that week my Gall Bladder had decided to start flaring up, it hadn't flared up in over 3 years so we totally didn't expect this. Well the Dr says she is going to be back in a couple min., comes back and tells us to head downstairs and check ourselves in. What? You hope and you pray for this but when they actually decide to admit you it's freaky, I started to cry, a little out of excitement and a little out of fear.

So we head downstairs and get ready. Call our moms and let our friends know. Then they come in and give me an IV line, which sucked. I had gotten used to blood draws but not so much a tube in my hand. Then Dr comes in and breaks my water and here come the contractions. Super mild at first, I kept thinking I can do this this is easy...ummm, well 15 min later I was begging for the epidural man, which I never though I would do. He came in and was very friendly and honestly the epidural was nothing, I actually liked it more than the IV line, at least I didn't have to see this one. So then I wait. I wait for 7 hours.

Then out of no where my back starts to hurt, really bad, just above the epidural spot. So intense that I have to shift on my side and have Bryan constantly rub my back, then my Gall Bladder flares up...bad. I had also formed a fever that was spiking at 102 so I was placed on antibiotics. They gave me what drugs they could but since I was so close to pushing they couldn't do much. It gets so bad at one point I break down crying, begging for better drugs.

Well 9 PM rolls around and the nurse tells me I can start pushing. Easy enough, except my back was in so much pain I could not curl my head towards my chest and everytime I hold my breath my Gall Bladder feels like it's going to expolde. The nurse feels so bad she consults the Dr who says I can have a little more drugs but more than likely i'm going to need a C section. I start to freak out and decide that is not giong to happen, so instead I sit there and cry and push for 3 hours. Everytime I was done pushing I would collapse back and try not to cry, all this time with a nurse telling me I can stop anytime and go in for surgery, that I don't have to do this. I just really didn't want a cesarean.

Well at 12:30 they decide no more and take me away. By this time I was screaming at them from back pain and freaking out about the cesarean. I begged them to knock me out, but they said no. I will spare some details of pre surgery, but let's just say there were honestly times I thought it would be easier to go to sleep and not wake up. The Dr was kind enough to give me some gas to relax me and luckily, I fell asleep. Next thing I know i'm waking up and I hear a cry in the distance. I vaguely thought to myself "is that mine? no way, I don't remember being cut open or him coming out". But Bryan was gone and the Dr was there telling me that he will be back in a min. Bryan comes back a couple min later, tells me our baby was 9 lbs. 2 oz and huge. All the nurses were talking about how chunky and cute he was and yet it took another 10 min for me to see him and then they dragged me away.

I will be completely honest when I say it was hard, hardest thing I ever had to do. I went through full flegged labor and then had to do a c section anyway, so I went through both forms of delivery all in a 16 hour period. But I will also say this, he is worth it. I would do it all over again for him. I'm still recovering and since mine was a unique case that involved lots of drugs, flared up organs and was a last minute decision, mine is taking a little more time. But he is perfect, the love of my life and I am grateful for every minute I get with him, I am grateful for a husband who was strong enough and loved me enough to stand by my side during the worst pain of my life and I am thankful to Heavenly Father for sending down people to help, we were not alone in that delivery room and I know I could not have done it without the Lord's help.