That being said, it's good to be back, and we have lots to share!
The last couple of months of my pregnancy were rough to say the least. I had been so spoiled through the first 2 trimesters, that I wasn't expecting anything else! That all changed right around my 30 week mark. I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes, and put into the high risk category. While it turned out that the diagnosis was wrong, it was only the beginning for us. I'm also considered high{er} risk then a normal pregnancy due to having Von Willebrand's disease. In the end it took my OB and everyone else in her office until I was 35ish weeks to decided that I would be able to deliver at our local hospital, instead of going to the large hospital over an hour away. Starting at 32 weeks, I went into labor & delivery every week for a non stress test. Don't let the name fool you, they have a tendency to be anything but NON stressful. At 33 weeks, and again at 35 weeks, I went into preterm labor, and received terbutaline (sp?) to stop said labor. At this point we knew that Aidan was getting pretty big, and we were mostly all in agreement that he wasn't going to stay put until 40 weeks. It was agreed that our goal would be to get to 36 weeks, and we'd go from there.
36 weeks came...and went...then came 37 weeks, I was starting to dilate and efface, but not much...This continued on and on...I'd have strong regular contractions and end up in L&D a couple times a week. At 37 weeks, we had a growth scan done, just to check on Aidan's size, and make sure I still had enough fluid. At that point, Aidan was measuring 7 pounds 10 ounces. At 38 weeks, I asked my OB about possibly inducing at 39 weeks. My rationale being that Aidan was getting BIG...I'm under 5 feet tall, and I was honestly getting worried that he was getting too big. It was agreed that I would be induced on October 11th.
So, on the 11th, we arrived at L&D at 0730. After going through all of the paper work, and getting my IV started and everything, I was started on Pitocin at 0915. I was 1-2 at the time that the Pit was started. At around 1300 my OB came back to check me and I was at 2-3, so she broke my water...all I have to say about that is, OUCH and EW! At about 1400 I decided that I was ready for my epidural...or at least I would really be ready for it once I had received the meds that I needed. Around 1515 I received my epi, and felt fabulous...I was a happy kid. After that, things were pretty boring and quiet...I wasn't really progressing as quickly as I had hoped, and before I knew it, it was 2300...I was finally at 9.5, and we were all hoping that I would be pushing within the hour! The hour came, and went...and then I started to get sick...Aidan was facing the wrong way, and causing really bad back labor, that my epi wasn't touching...Not gonna lie...I was vomiting like it was my job...thankfully, somehow, with Nick's help, I was able to get turned around to be on my hands and knees over the back of my bed, even with the epi...if it wasn't for that I don't know what I would have done! At around 0100 my OB came back in to check me again, and I was still at 9.5...she had me push through 3 contractions, and it was decided that Aidan wasn't coming out that way...he was facing the wrong way, and has a big head, so it was decided that it would be safer for both of us for me to have a c-section...my temperature was also starting to go up at this point...so it was just safer to get him born...at that point I didn't care...I was done...I didn't have the pain tolerance, or the energy to try to get past where I was...I had been in labor for 17 hours, and I just wanted him to be here, and healthy...The c-section itself is pretty much a blur...I remember them having Nick sit outside while the got me ready...I remember them giving me more stuff in my epi, and hanging antibiotics...I remember them bringing Nick in, and him sitting down and holding my hand...and then he stood up to watch them do my section...I think I told him he was sick...or nuts...or both...I remember them telling me he had been born, and waiting for him to cry...and I remember Nick telling me he has red hair...Nick went over to the warmer with Aidan, and I remember hearing him cry...and I cried...Nick brought him over to me, so I could see him for a minute before the took him to the nursery, and finished my surgery...
Aidan Micah was born on 12 Oct 2011 at 0217...he weighed 8 pounds 8 ounces, and was 21 inches long. He looks just like his daddy.
Nick told me later that he was praying through my whole section, because he was scared...there was alot of blood, and given my history that scared him...he said he was terrified...Thankfully, God and Micah were looking out for Aidan and I that morning.
It's been 2 weeks and 3 days since Aidan Micah was born...recovery sucked to begin with, but I would do it all over again...We have an amazing, beautiful, loved little boy, and we wouldn't change it for anything!
On to some pictures!
