Hi all, I dont' know how to update the title so hence another thread..sorry!!
Nathanael Joseph Aodha'n Blucher arrived about a week early after a very difficult time. I went to my usual Friday morning biophysical profile, the tech didn't say much just that "things look good" and sent me on my way to the non-stress test while the physician looked at the biophysical profile video. While on the non-stress test I got asked to do a second bpp with the physician to "check on something" ..meanwhile my non-stress test was going poorly, little reaction to any stimulus etc. At the second biophysical profile baby was listless and heartbeat was basically the only reassuring thing present. So, my doctor said "you've earned yourself a ticket to L & D" . I see the midwives and high risk doctors associated with the hospital though got seen in a clinical setting a short distance from the actual hospital. So, I head out, calling hubby on the cell phone, his cell was shut off so I left a message on the home phone that I was going to L & D for more testing. About a half an hour later I'm settled into a room and am hooked up to the monitors and my cell rings with frantic hubby going "WHERE are you??" ..he didn't get my message. Anyway, so I'm tested from about 11am until almost 4pm. It would've been shorter but there wasn't any laboring rooms available. By 6pm we started to induce labor and it was horribly painful because they have to strap the monitor straps on so tightly and once the pitocin kicked in it was all back labor. Baby didn't look so good on monitor so it was a very tedious time. After going half way through the pitocin dosages the baby's heart beat would go from 134-ish down to about 54-60 bpm. I was horrified. They took the pitocin off and his heartbeat was great the whole time I didn't have hard contractions. I was checked for dilation and hadn't budged an inch and it was after midnight. For some reason, that I don't remember, they started the pit back up. After the midwife and nurse left the room I started crying, I was so frustrated, in horrible pain and tired. I had the midwife come in and I said I wanted an epidural. She said, but Kitty you're only 2cm, I said "I know but I'm not progressing, baby's heartbeat is inconsistent and I'm in such horrible pain. Maybe if I could relax a bit things would "take off", I'm just wound tight as could be. and besides, it looks like a c-section anyway so we might as well get the line run". She consented, saying it made very good sense and man I'm glad she did. NOt too long after running the epi the baby's heartbeat went from 54 bpm down to almost 40 and spiraling down and they gave us the option of a c-section or continue to labor with an obviously unfavorable outcome. My husband wanted to try again (though I don't know why) and I wanted the c-section. Then the high risk dr on call came in the room after seeing the 41 bpm that didn't come back up past 69 for a while, and said "this is not decision time, if you want to have a live baby, we need to do the c-section now!" I said I agreed, I just wanted him safe in my arms. So we did the cesaer.
The c-section was routine, my first baby was a c-section so I sort-of remembered what it was like. My anesthesiologist was so very kind and nice, it was such a good experience. Silly me thought, here's this hot anesthesiologist and he has to see my in all my glory!! hahaha..silly. Anyway, baby was born quickly and they let me see him briefly then assessed him. They called out 6 9 and I"m like 6 9 what? They said "that's his weight" I was totally shocked as my first 3 were 8 lbs and last two were 10 lbs. Such a little guy. He had to be whisked away to NICU because his blood gases were very poor. In the uterus his head was sitting on his cord at the cervix area so he couldn't have been delievered naturally.
This took place at 10:13 am Saturday Aug 13 and I didn't get to see him again until after 5:30 pm. We ended up staying in hospital until August 21 because baby couldn't maintain a normal body temperature.
I have to go as he's crying his heart out but he's doing pretty good. You can't tell he has downs unless you see his eyes, which he doesn't open too often as of yet. He is very very floppy and can't suck too well but luckily I have a lot of nursing experience and we're figuring it out. He also has a hump on his neck/head (part of downs) and I'm sure if it means anything at this point.
He's still loosing weight, this is because his calorie intake is constantly going toward trying to be warm. So I keep him in a hat, socks, t-shirt, outfit, bundled in 2 receiving blankets, wrapped in a thermal blanket. All rugged up!!
Hopefully we'll gain some weight this week (I'd die if we got readmitted).
This is a very nerve-wracking tiring time but he's gorgeous and loveable and makes me so very happy. We're starting to get used to everything and getting acquainted with caring for someone so very tiny and fragile.
Well he's calling, he can't pass gas very well and it is a screaming time trying to help and he's calling for help now.
I'll try to keep in touch, I'm assuming this'll get easier as time goes on. When he naps so do I. It was good I was in hospital so long as I was able to recouperated for over a week and get strength back so that I can face the other children. Poor hubby is at a loss with my emotional swings but when I'm sane I"m able to apologize and make it all good.
OK...Talk soon, Kitty
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Nathanael Joseph Aodha'n Blucher arrived about a week early after a very difficult time. I went to my usual Friday morning biophysical profile, the tech didn't say much just that "things look good" and sent me on my way to the non-stress test while the physician looked at the biophysical profile video. While on the non-stress test I got asked to do a second bpp with the physician to "check on something" ..meanwhile my non-stress test was going poorly, little reaction to any stimulus etc. At the second biophysical profile baby was listless and heartbeat was basically the only reassuring thing present. So, my doctor said "you've earned yourself a ticket to L & D" . I see the midwives and high risk doctors associated with the hospital though got seen in a clinical setting a short distance from the actual hospital. So, I head out, calling hubby on the cell phone, his cell was shut off so I left a message on the home phone that I was going to L & D for more testing. About a half an hour later I'm settled into a room and am hooked up to the monitors and my cell rings with frantic hubby going "WHERE are you??" ..he didn't get my message. Anyway, so I'm tested from about 11am until almost 4pm. It would've been shorter but there wasn't any laboring rooms available. By 6pm we started to induce labor and it was horribly painful because they have to strap the monitor straps on so tightly and once the pitocin kicked in it was all back labor. Baby didn't look so good on monitor so it was a very tedious time. After going half way through the pitocin dosages the baby's heart beat would go from 134-ish down to about 54-60 bpm. I was horrified. They took the pitocin off and his heartbeat was great the whole time I didn't have hard contractions. I was checked for dilation and hadn't budged an inch and it was after midnight. For some reason, that I don't remember, they started the pit back up. After the midwife and nurse left the room I started crying, I was so frustrated, in horrible pain and tired. I had the midwife come in and I said I wanted an epidural. She said, but Kitty you're only 2cm, I said "I know but I'm not progressing, baby's heartbeat is inconsistent and I'm in such horrible pain. Maybe if I could relax a bit things would "take off", I'm just wound tight as could be. and besides, it looks like a c-section anyway so we might as well get the line run". She consented, saying it made very good sense and man I'm glad she did. NOt too long after running the epi the baby's heartbeat went from 54 bpm down to almost 40 and spiraling down and they gave us the option of a c-section or continue to labor with an obviously unfavorable outcome. My husband wanted to try again (though I don't know why) and I wanted the c-section. Then the high risk dr on call came in the room after seeing the 41 bpm that didn't come back up past 69 for a while, and said "this is not decision time, if you want to have a live baby, we need to do the c-section now!" I said I agreed, I just wanted him safe in my arms. So we did the cesaer.
The c-section was routine, my first baby was a c-section so I sort-of remembered what it was like. My anesthesiologist was so very kind and nice, it was such a good experience. Silly me thought, here's this hot anesthesiologist and he has to see my in all my glory!! hahaha..silly. Anyway, baby was born quickly and they let me see him briefly then assessed him. They called out 6 9 and I"m like 6 9 what? They said "that's his weight" I was totally shocked as my first 3 were 8 lbs and last two were 10 lbs. Such a little guy. He had to be whisked away to NICU because his blood gases were very poor. In the uterus his head was sitting on his cord at the cervix area so he couldn't have been delievered naturally.
This took place at 10:13 am Saturday Aug 13 and I didn't get to see him again until after 5:30 pm. We ended up staying in hospital until August 21 because baby couldn't maintain a normal body temperature.
I have to go as he's crying his heart out but he's doing pretty good. You can't tell he has downs unless you see his eyes, which he doesn't open too often as of yet. He is very very floppy and can't suck too well but luckily I have a lot of nursing experience and we're figuring it out. He also has a hump on his neck/head (part of downs) and I'm sure if it means anything at this point.
He's still loosing weight, this is because his calorie intake is constantly going toward trying to be warm. So I keep him in a hat, socks, t-shirt, outfit, bundled in 2 receiving blankets, wrapped in a thermal blanket. All rugged up!!
Hopefully we'll gain some weight this week (I'd die if we got readmitted).
This is a very nerve-wracking tiring time but he's gorgeous and loveable and makes me so very happy. We're starting to get used to everything and getting acquainted with caring for someone so very tiny and fragile.
Well he's calling, he can't pass gas very well and it is a screaming time trying to help and he's calling for help now.
I'll try to keep in touch, I'm assuming this'll get easier as time goes on. When he naps so do I. It was good I was in hospital so long as I was able to recouperated for over a week and get strength back so that I can face the other children. Poor hubby is at a loss with my emotional swings but when I'm sane I"m able to apologize and make it all good.
OK...Talk soon, Kitty
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