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    Levi's Birth Story

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    This turned out a lot longer than I expected

    So on Monday the 7th we had our 40 week appt, I was 40w5d and ready to go! We were expecting an NST, an ultrasound to check fluids and planning to discuss induction dates. As seemed to have been a trend for my appointments, my doctor was out delivering and should be back "at any time." In the mean time, the nurse hooked me up for my NST and started monitoring that while we were waiting.

    Someone called, and she's the only nurse in the office (there's also an office manager but she just does the desk/billing) so she had to go take it. While she was out DH watched the little chart recording and I started to have a contraction. OH, that's what a real one feels like My eyes started watering and I couldn't talk through it, it seriously hurt so bad. That's when DH got a little nervous and started asking what things meant on it, "Well this one went down really low when this one went up! What's UA? What's HR?" I knew HR was his heart rate, and assumed the other one had to do with contractions.. eventually we deducted uterine activity but who knows if we were right Anyway, our sweet boy's heart rate dropped from 150 to 70 with that contraction, a big no no. The nurse actually told us at that point we should have went out and interrupted her phone call, but we obviously didn't know any better.

    So the doctor still wasn't back after a half hour of monitoring (I was contracting every 10 minutes and didn't even know other than the big one!), and the nurse called to see what we should do. When she came back I was told to go home and get our things and head to the hospital because I needed more monitoring, a test with Pitocin to start contractions and see how he would react, and would probably be having a baby. So that's what we did, came home, and our lovely kitty boy obviously knew something was up because he had pushed his way into our room (it's been off limits since May) and was laying in baby's bed. NOT COOL JACK. We packed, and out the door we went.

    She told us she had called the hospital but I guess they had no idea we were coming This was the first red flag. We got into the triage room and they began to monitor me and I had to explain what was happening. Well this flake took it as I was telling them I was supposed to be getting induced and told me "I wish doctors wouldn't tell patients what WE are going to do, it just gets their hopes up." We tried explaining it was just to monitor his HR and that was it, but she wasn't having any of it. So I was monitored with my little baby contractions and everything looked fine to her since she didn't do what she was supposed to. At that point she called my doctor to say things looked fine and that since they were completely full there was nothing they could do at that point. That's funny, because she had just told us they were full except one room, and even told us it was room #7. Whatever lady. Well, my doctor didn't like that and he called to my room to talk to me. He told me he wanted me to go to the other hospital he delivers at and we agreed that was best. THIS LADY CALLED HIM BACK AND TRIED TO TALK HIM INTO SENDING ME HOME INSTEAD. Oh yeah, and we could hear her and the other nurse talking about me the whole time since my room was behind their desk. Real professional. Anyway, my doctor said no, discharge me and let me leave.

    Scene 2.

    We're at the next hospital and being monitored, with the Pitocin, NO WAY! The nurse isn't liking what she's seeing after a few hours and calls my doc, he says it's c-section time. So they all go about doing what they do, calling another doctor and all the techs or whatever they need and DH gets in his scrubs. I'm all hooked up to things and unhooked from others, have my sweet hair net in.... and we wait. The nurse comes back in and says the doctor is going to call my room and that she's sorry... Uhhh?

    Well no doctor that works with my doctor is available to come section me. It's a good thing my kid is loving contractions and not in danger or anything. My doctor, who is so sweet with words, tells me that for the interest of my baby we need to "go the the other hospital again and be ready for a section, we can't risk baby's death over this." I love this guy, he's the one that talks to me about my stretch marks every visit lol. So everything is taken off, the hospital makes sure there are no legalities by letting me go, and we're off again. Sounds short lived, but it was a good 3-4 hours there.

    Scene 3.

    Back at the first hospital, never been so thankful for a shift change in my life. Back in triage to be monitored... AGAIN. Because obviously nothing is actually wrong, my doctor is just concerned for no reason. After an hour or so there we find out there's one lady before me who is working on a VBAC. Apparently when those are happening nobody else can have a baby because the anesthesiologist was "on call" for her until she had her baby. At that point I finally lost it and started crying, my baby is showing distress when I contract, and there's nothing anyone will do to help him. Good thing this wasn't an emergence of anything. So now, the nurse makes DH take a sandwich and tells me I can't eat anything because I'm waiting on a section. I had a bagel for breakfast at 7:30, and a piece of turkey and cheese rolled up at 1:30. It's now 8ish and I'm beyond hungry, tired, worried... Yeah no control on the emotions.

    She comes back in a while later and takes me to a new room, it's a recovery room but she thought we would be more comfortable since it's looking like tonight isn't going to happen. Around 11 she comes in and lets me know it won't be, and that I can eat. That was probably the best Subway I've ever tasted in my life. It probably could have been dirt on bread and I wouldn't have cared though. We also find out that baby seems to have settled and now my doctor wants to try to induce in the morning instead of going c-section. Whatever, just get my baby out healthy PLEASE. Sleepy time, morning time, 6am and we're moved to a delivery room.

    In this room they started the Pitocin and I was monitored from about 6:30 to 11:00 ish. I had to move to this side, that side, stand, oxygen mask, this side, that side, sit up, stand. Nope, baby doesn't like contractions. He's not having any of it. So my nurse leaves to call the doc, and at 11:30 said my doctor will be in at 12:00pm for surgery. Nothing like short notice, even if we knew it was a possibility the whole time. So DH got ready, he looked like the hazmat guys from Monsters Inc. which cracked me up. I needed that with as nervous as I was.. he held my hand and tried to calm me down and then it was go time.

    Once in the OR it was flipping FREEZING. I couldn't decide if I was shaking from nerves or from being so cold, but they gave me a blanket and my sweet nurse held my hands while we did the spinal. Oh the spinal. I guess I'm kind of a misfit because it took him FIVE TRIES before we finally got it. No matter how far right he tried the needle I kept getting horrible pain in my left leg. I could tell he was getting frustrated and he actually told me that if the last try didn't work I would be put under instead. That freaked me out because I knew DH wouldn't be in the room in that case. Poor guy already had to be waiting outside during the spinal so he had no clue what was happening while we tried and tried again.

    Finally, it worked and I started getting numb. I didn't like it at all, and all I could think about is what if something went wrong with all the tried and it never wore off. Nerves are fun. So in the mean time I focused on just moving my arms and fingers, the limbs I could feel. They put my screen up and everything and then I had another mini heart attack wondering if they forgot about DH. He came in a few seconds later, informing me that when my doctor walked out of the OR during the spinal debacle he went to get a coke Must have needed a caffeine boost. So it began, obviously I couldn't feel any pain but I could feel pulling/tugging sensations and that was weird. I was also insanely itchy which sucked because it was only on my face. I actually ended up scratching my face raw because of it, that was cool.

    Anyway, they had the special care nurses in the room since the decels were so prominent, along with what felt like 50 other people. My sweet boy was delivered at 1:11pm pacific time, weighing 7 lbs 1.7 oz and just barely 19 inches long He had the cord around his neck, and a ton of fluid in his lungs but was otherwise healthy, they said. I cried when I first heard him, and DH got to leave my side to go stand with him while he was checked and cleaned. I got to "hold" baby for a bit while I was being finished up, the nurse was actually holding him by my face for me haha. At that point DH and the little one left to recovery, I was still being stitched up and fighting falling asleep because I didn't want to miss a minute of seeing my baby. Going on 2 days and 3 nights of no sleep and fighting it while on morphine is pretty tricky, but I managed

    Once in recovery I finally got to hold my boy skin to skin, and once I could see his face more clearly we decided that he did in fact look like a Levi We sat in recovery for about 2 hours, DH learned how to bathe, diaper and dress Levi while I continued fighting to stay awake. The nurses also tried helping us to breast feed but as I've recently posted, it's a work in progress.

    Levi did end up with a rough start, that night he was whisked away to the nursery because of low blood sugar levels and issues regulating his own temperature. My mom was finally in from Ohio so DH went with Levi and Mom and I stayed in my room. Funny actually, it was the first non-triage room from the day before.. kind of felt like our home away from home! They finally came back about 2 hours later, and after fighting for it I finally did skin to skin again with my boy. Low and behold, his temp went back up... Good thing the nurses knew what was best by telling me he needed swaddled and covered, not undressed. He got to stay with us that night, and the next day but then Wednesday night was the big scare.

    They came in to check his oxygen saturation and it was low, they brought in 2 more machines to check and it was low on all 3. He was again, whisked away and the three of us followed. My poor baby had IVs put it, heart monitors and oxygen monitors and otherwise put on. At one point he had an oxygen "helmet" put on him. It was rough and beyond emotional, we were told he probably had a heart issue or a lung problem, maybe a lung infection and all we could do was wait for results. He had to stay over night, I was in too much pain and felt like a horrible mommy for going back to my room. In the morning he would get an EKG and continue being monitored.

    Luckily everything looked fine on the EKG, we get another one when he's 6 weeks just to be sure, and eventually his levels evened out on everything. He had to stay two nights in the nursery, Wednesday and Thursday, and finally on Friday he came back to our room. The nurse that day did a suction thing in his tummy because he was still being very spit-uppy every time he fed... Come to find out he still had a ton of amniotic fluid inside so it was no wonder he never wanted to eat. That night was a little rough but we survived and finally on Saturday we were discharged to come home.

    Since we've been home breastfeeding has been rough, but we obviously had quite a few obstacles to hurdle while in the hospital. I would like to place some blame on that. He still is spitting up all the time, and he is trying to develop the skill of fighting sleep during the day. I'm creating a monster (of myself perhaps...) because I like to sleep with him on my chest during bed time. I'm propped up still, so I don't feel awful about it being a health hazard, but I think it's going to be harder to break me of this habit than him He's a pooping pro, and has already poo-ed and peed on DH numerous times. But even so, he's the love of our lives and I can't believe this little man came out of my belly after going through everything we did to conceive him, as well as our scares at the beginning of the pregnancy. I can't believe he's almost two weeks old already!


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    Watching his first Buckeyes game yesterday
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    OMG, sooo cute! Congratulations!
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    I'm crying I can't believe how stressful everything was for you. But that little man is so 100% perfect! I'm so happy he has you

    I don't think I was ever this emotional about any of my nieces and nephews Leave it to you to melt my cold heart with your little man

    Is his little hat a football??


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    Quote Originally Posted by theashmaticcat View Post
    OMG, sooo cute! Congratulations!
    Thank you!

    Quote Originally Posted by Boo!jingo View Post
    I'm crying I can't believe how stressful everything was for you. But that little man is so 100% perfect! I'm so happy he has you

    I don't think I was ever this emotional about any of my nieces and nephews Leave it to you to melt my cold heart with your little man

    Is his little hat a football??
    Thank youuu Yes it's a football there's a diaper cover that matches!
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    Thank youuu Yes it's a football there's a diaper cover that matches!
    Omg. I think my uterus just exploded. I'm in loooove!


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    congrats!
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    He's a gorgeous kid!! He is adorable, I wish I could hug him! Your birth experience sounds so frustrating and scary.

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    Im sorry you guys had to go through so much but he sure is pretty cute!

    And Im learning that its really really REALLY hard to break the habit of letting them sleep on your chest.

    Emmaleigh sleeps on my chest all night, and for a majority of her naps during the day.



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    What a beautiful baby! Congrats!
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    I can't even imagine going from hospital to hospital! But he is a handsome little cutie.

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