She's Here and She is Beautiful!!!!
I suppose I should go post a birth story, but I just thought I would update quick. We got home today from the hospital, and I just nursed (she has a super strong suck and my nipples are all bruised!!!!)
Savannah was born on Monday morning at 8:09 am. She was born via cesarean. I think that we made the most of it. We got to the hospital when we were supposed to, they put us in the room. DH and I cried together, knowing that this wasn't what we planned. A nurse came in and patted me on the back and said "I know what you are going through honey, I had four c-sections." We had really great nurses for the operation and the first day in the hospital, this helped. They did the procedures (oh my god, I don't ever want to have a catheter again, ow ow ow!). One of the surgeons came in to talk to us, I explained what we had been planning (she remembered me and the hypnobirthing) and asked for a double layer of sutures so that a future VBAC would be more likely. She was really cool about that. The surgery was no fun, the anesthesiologist was telling his assistant in Spanish how to put the needle in me. Since I speak Spanish (but am a gringa, so most latinos don't have a clue that I speak it) I could hear him giving her directions, I was thinking what the heck is someone doing sticking a needle in my back who doesn't know how to do it? Finally the nurse holding on to me asked if I spoke Spanish, and I said I did. At that point the lead anesthesiologist came and put the needle in. I did not like not being able to move my legs. I used my hypnobirthing breathing and some of the visualizations to help get me through it all. They put the curtain up and I guess they started the work. I asked where my DH was, and they brought him in (I think they wait until last minute so that it goes quick). He sat beside me behind the curtain and held my hand. Very quickly we heard her beautiful cries. We cried together, DH got some gory pictures of it, but I guess I am glad we have that. They cleaned her up and checked her out. They brought her around to me and I touched her, kissed her, and told her I loved her (this is a bit of a blur as I was a bit out of it due to the pain killer in the spinal).
She went back to the room with DH. When I got to the room my MIL and SFIL were there, but I was the first non medical staff to hold her besides DH, and that was good. For some reason our midwife was there, which was not good, since we are still mad at her for totally violating the concept of informed consent. She got our vibes and left (at this point I was also yakking into one of those little pans they have for that purpose). It seemed like once our daughter was here, the way she got here didn't matter quite as much, we were just so happy to have her. I also got to breastfeed her within an hour of her being born (it seemed so easy at first, but has been difficult still). By the way, she was 9lbs, 8.5 oz (ultrasound the week before guessed 9lbs10oz, so close) and had a 15 inch head circumfrence, and 14.5 inch chest circumfrence. So, she is a big baby at least, I would have been so mad if their estimates had been way off (the doctor told me that their particular ultrasound techs are really good) and she came out small.
I have been recovering very well, I kept refusing to take the percoset they wanted to give me, and am just taking motrin, my nipples hurt more from the nursing than the incision! (but I think we got the latch down now, so that should get better soon!!)
I am so happy and so in love.
This has also brought DH and I so much closer together, not only having to deal with the last minute plan changes, and our feelings, but I just love watching him ( a big 6ft3 tall cop) turn into mush when he is cuddling and talking to his daughter. This whole experience has just reinforced that I picked the perfect partner for me to go through life with.
Life is good!!!!!