WOW!!! What a week!!! I want to try and write down everything I remember from the week, so for some it may be a bit graphic... but they are details I don't want to forget!
Let me start at the beginning...
Monday and Tuesday I was having some contractions, but Tuesday I was quite uncomfortable. I had been having them on and off for about a week, but when I saw midwives last they said that was a good thing, and not to worry. But Tuesday Steve was worried, I guess every time I talked to him on the phone he could read something in my voice, so he called the midwives and told them that he was concerned that Amara was ready to come, and that it would happen quickly.
My midwife, Selina called that evening and asked me if I wanted her to stop by on her way home from Nanaimo. I felt bad because it was 7:30 pm and I said not to worry, but then Steve made me say yes! And we are glad she came by! She checked me at around 8 pm and I was already 4 cm dilated. With lots of contractions. She said she was going to call the OB's and ask what they wanted to do, and for us to stand by and have bags packed. I quickly hopped into the shower and Steve came to tell me that we needed to be at the hospital ASAP. We called Alycia, a lady in our life group who has been so helpful during my long bed rest and she came right over without us even asking before if she would come.
We got to the hospital and were waiting to check into emergency, but the line was very long. Selina called Steve a couple of times before he answered and she asked where we were because the team was waiting for us. So we rushed upstairs and the rest was a serious whirlwind.
Everyone was waiting for us- I got put into the lovely hospital gown, and then people were poking me with needles, IVs, checked to see how far along I was (1 hr later I was 5 cm dilated), and they put on these crazy leg squeezers that went up both of my legs and squeezed in and out so I wouldn't get blood clots. I was then brought into the operating room. I got in there onto the little bed and was shaking like crazy. It was all happening so fast, I had no time to prepare myself, and I was so cold! The Anestegioligist, was awesome. His name was Dr. Robertson and he talked me throughout the whole process as he put in the spinal. I was layed on the bed, curtain drawn and what felt like hundreds of people entered the room. Dr. Robertson stayed at me head and talked me through everything they were doing, held up a mirror for me to look if I wanted to and also had our camera and was snapping pictures.
Through this whole process I was shaking so hard. What a scary experience. I remember them asking me to wiggle my toes, and not being able too... I was just thinking how terrifying it would be to be paralyzed and mentally wanting to move something and not be able to (just one of many thoughts at the moment.) I kept asking if I was for sure frozen and Dr. Robertson said that is every single persons worst fear, but then he asked if I could feel that and apparently they were running metal tongs across my belly, and I could just feel the pressure.
Steve was very quiet through the whole process and kept peeking up and over to see what was happening. Selina was encouraging me, and Dr. Zharadka, my OB was telling me what she was doing. The team was all really awesome. I looked up into the mirror in time to see them pull Amara out, bum first- what a surreal feeling, I could feel the tugging on my belly, but watching it felt like watching a movie. She was blue when she came out, and the cord was around her neck. I saw Zharadka flip it off and over. And then they put her on the table, it felt like forever before I heard her little cry, I was just praying away. She made one little squawk and I was bawling my eyes out!
I looked over to the warming table and her tiny little legs were bent straight up towards her head, as that was how she was in my womb, in the pike position. There was a Pediatrician checking her out to make sure her hips and legs were okay, and she said they looked fine, but they want us to take her to Victoria in a few weeks to have an ultrasound on her hips, as breech babies sometimes can have problems with their hips. Then they wrapped her up and brought her to me. It was love at first sight! I just remember thinking how tiny and petite she was. With the tiniest most kissable little lips! And an amazing amount of dark hair. She is perfect! She was born at 10:37 pm she weighed 6 pounds 14 ounces and was 19.5 inches long.
They stitched me up while I was having my first cuddles with I believe 4 or 5 layers of stitches and then the final layer was staples. And then they rolled me into the recovery room. Amara started breastfeeding right away. We were then rolled into our room for the next few days, and were thankfully given our own room with our own bathroom. Steve spent the night on the pullout chair bed, and we both didn't sleep. For Steve it was because my leg compressors were so loud and I had to keep buzzing the nurses.
The nurses took Amara to the nursery for the night, but I was in extreme pain all night as the freezing wore off and I have had a terrible cough for over a month and it was in full vengeance! Every time I coughed it felt like my stitches were going to rip out, so I was trying not to cough all night, which made it worse, and then my uterine contractions were so intense that I literally felt like I was dying! All that to say, I did not sleep a wink that night!
The next day (Wednesday) I was laid up in bed all day with the leg squeezers on and Alycia brought the girls in to meet their sister. They came with presents for Amara, a beautiful blankie and a cute little teddy stuffie. They were both excited to see us, but Amara they weren't quite sure of. I asked them both if they wanted to kiss her, but they both were like... ummm whats that white stuff on her skin, and were both just a little unsure.
Kim, my wonderful photographer came and took some pictures of the girls first meeting their sister and some of me and Amara. I did not want my photo taken, as I had just bawled my eyes out from being exhausted and overwhelmed. But I am glad she came and we got some nice photos!We had a nice visit and then Steve left with them to go home and take a nap.
Wednesday night I had an older nurse who wanted to take off my leg compressors and catheter and get me up and out of bed. It was NOT a pleasant experience, she was very rough and basically ripped me up out of bed and I was standing there shaking and crying my eyes out. But I survived!
The next morning Steve took Adessa to go and pick up Grandma and Grandpa from the airport as they arrived bright and early! I was so excited to see them and introduce them to my sweet little girl. Sharon came and brought me some McDonalds as the hospital food is not so appetizing, I also had a soother on the table and my midwife came in... a little awkward! They only promote healthy eating and do not recommend soothers until they have breastfeeding down pat! But the visit was quick and I had a nice visit with Sharon!
It was so great to see mom and dad as I haven't seen them since Joel and Nikayla's wedding at the beginning of November and this pregnancy has been such a long haul with all the complications, it was just so nice to see my mommy! It is times like these that I really really miss living closer to family!
Friday morning I was expecting to check out, but then Amara had jaundice and her one leg looked much larger than the other one. So they took lots of blood out of my poor little baby and tested for infections and then she was put under the lights for the day. At this point I was SO ready to just go home! But that night I had crazy bleeding, which was very very scary and the nurses seemed really concerned as well and were booking me in the next day (Saturday) for an ultrasound. I prayed a lot that night, as I had the concern of possible placenta still in the uterus and more surgery, Amara being Jaundice... in the room with me for the night (and she kept knocking off her glasses), her swollen leg which they thought could have been a 1 in a million reaction to the Vitamin K they injected into her leg, and my milk had come in and I was severely engorged and couldn't sleep from the pain! I was given such a peace however and just knew it would be alright. But then in the morning I called Steve to tell him what was going on and I just started to bawl. It had just been one thing after another this whole pregnancy... and now this!!!
Steve came with my very very worried mother (apparently he prep talked her the whole way in that she needed to be supportive and smiley instead of crying!) and we waited to hear any sort of news.
Pediatrician came in and told us first that her blood work came back that morning and we could take her out of the lights (Amen), then they said she had no infection and it was probably because her little legs were hyper extended in the womb for so long and it was just swollen (Amen), and then they said that they couldn't figure out how to do the ultrasound because of my csection scar. At which point my surgeon, Dr. Zhardka came in sucking on a freezie (she got one for Adessa too!) and said that she is 100% positive that nothing was left in my uterus and she doubled and tripled checked because she had a student in with her and was showing him everything. I got my staples taken out... she was amazed at how well I was recovering as I was already sitting up by myself and stroked my after-pregnant ego by saying I had no fat on my bones and it was a dream to do a c-section on me... thank you Zharadka! :)
I was mentally preparing myself to spend more time in the hospital but in a matter of moments we were cleared to go home. AMEN. I was so ready to be home!!!
I got home last Saturday, February 16th, and I have been home almost a week. The only problem there is, is my painful engorgement and trying to work that out. But Amara is an absolute delight. She sleeps all the time, we have barely heard a peep out of her and she is nursing wonderfully. She went down to 6 lbs. 6 oz. in the hospital and she is already at 6 lbs. 12 oz. I have to wake her up at night to feed. She loves having her baths and that about the only time we can get her awake!
It has been so special having mom and dad here. Mom has been working like a dog and has got the nick name 'granny' as she is the grandma and the nanny! She has been cooking and cleaning up a storm and keeping the girls entertained. She also took me to get a haircut yesterday, but we then got scolded by the midwives as I am not supposed to leave the house yet! But it was worth it ;)
The girls have really taken to their sister- Adessa more so. She is such a big helper, running to grab diapers and clothes and constantly wanting to hold her. At one point Danika was holding Amara on the couch and Adessa ran and grabbed all the diaper stuff. It was perfect!
Last night there were parent-teacher interviews at school and so Steve and I went to talk to Mrs. Mitchell. She mentioned that Danika has been complaining a lot about aches and pains and talking about how concerned she was for Amara. Which took me by surprise because at home she has not shown much interest. So when we go home I sat down with her and we talked for awhile about her new baby sister and she started to cry saying she was scared for Amara because one leg was a bit bigger.. and she had heard us talking about things about Amara, but we hadn't really talked to her about any of it. It was really good to have that conversation and I am really going to make an effort to give the big sister a lot of attention!
Mom and dad took the girls out for a special day today as school has a Pro- D day so its a nice chance for me to get down all the details of Amara's birth and to just have a day to rest!
Welcome my sweet little Amara... it has been quite the journey to meet you, we couldn't imagine our lives without you sweet little angel!!!
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| My three Beauties!!! |
My friend Kim took a bunch of photos of maternity and when Amara was born... you can check them out
here!