Davis has been here for almost 2 weeks and I am finally getting some time to sit down and reflect on him arriving earthside!
As I mentioned before, I was required to have a scheduled c-section, rather than attempting a VBAC with Davis. As I was quite upset about this before, it ended up being the best course of action after the doctor got in there for delivery!
First thing in the morning, Marcus and I woke up and started getting ready for quite the big day! My sister was in town to take care of Grant, so we didn’t have to worry about him at all during the day. We gave Grant a huge hug and kiss, and were on our way to have a baby! We stopped to take one last bump photo, and it was truly an absolutely beautiful day to welcome a new little one into the world.
We arrived at the hospital 2 hours before the scheduled surgery time, and I was called back almost immediately to start the process. I changed out of my clothes, got into a hospital gown, and then sat on my bed in the pre-op area. I had a super nice nurse who chatted with me while doing my IV, keeping my mind off of everything. She kept telling me to relax, as she could tell I was uneasy and really just didn’t want to be delivering this way. Marcus was able to come back shortly after the IV was all squared away (it took 2 tries – ouch!) and I felt so much better when he was by my side. We sat and chatted about how our lives were about to change in such a big way, and took some time to just sit and be together. Even though we were in pre-op for all of this, I don’t think I will ever forget this time with my husband.
After a bit of waiting due to some paperwork issues, our surgical team came in and wheeled me away to the operating room. Once in the OR, the team didn’t waste any time. I quickly got my spinal anesthesia, and felt a super rush of warmth down to my toes. They laid me back very quickly, as they weren’t sure how I would react to the meds, or how fast it would start to work. It seems as though it takes a bit for the numbing effect to start with me, as they actually had to tip the surgical table backwards to have the meds come closer and closer to numbing everything from my trunk down to my toes. The team did a number of “can you feel this” type questions, with pins and cold, wet cloths. After 10-15 minutes, my body was numb and we were ready to start surgery.
Marcus came into the OR at this point and had a seat next to me, waiting for our little guy to arrive. We talked about a couple of things, but really didn’t say terribly much, as the medicine had made me a bit sleepier than I had anticipated. I felt like I was in a bit of a fog from the time the anesthesia was administered to the time the doctor started to deliver Davis.
Once the doctor came in, she got to work right away. As soon as she opened the previous incision, she started asking me a couple of questions regarding Grant’s birth – how long was it, how long was I pushing, etc. They were having a tough time getting the baby out because my uterus was really hard – they used the term “frozen” actually. There was so much scar tissue around it that it wasn’t moving at all. Apparently, I produced an insane amount of scar tissue from my first birth, and this was an issue for getting Davis out at that moment. The surgical team ended up having to use kiwis (forceps) 3 different times to get him out of my uterus. This part was extremely uncomfortable, as they had to press down extremely hard on my upper abdomen multiple times, so I really couldn’t breathe well. It was a significantly different feeling that then first time I had a c-section – I could just tell something was off a bit.
After a few more pushes from the team, we heard some tiny little cries and then bellowing screams – the perfect sound I was listening for! Davis was finally out of my tummy and into the world! 7 lbs 5 oz of absolute amazing little baby, born at 10:52 am.
Once he spent a couple of moments on the warmer getting fluid out of his nose and mouth, I got to hold him – skin to skin. I never had this moment with Grant since he was whisked quickly to the NICU, so this special time was absolutely amazing.
Once the baby was actually born, my doctor started talking a bit more to us about what was going on and her discoveries when she opened me up. She said the type of scarring I had was the most she had ever seen. To her, it looked like I had 4-5 previous c-sections, just due to the amount of scarring around my uterus. Due to this, the surgery ended up lasting quite a bit longer than expected, as she “left me better than she had found me” in terms of the scarring she left behind.
Lucky for me, the extra time in the OR just meant more time I was able to spend with Davis on my chest, soaking in the baby cries and newborn cuddles. I was in awe of my little guy and truly cherished the time I was spending with him right then and there.
As soon as surgery was complete, both Davis and I were taken to recovery. He had a nurse checking on his vitals with Marcus, and I had the same just a couple of spots down. We were apart for maybe 15 minutes, and then I got to have him back with me again.
An hour in recovery zoomed by, and then we were off to spend a couple of days in the mommy baby wing of the hospital. The planned c-section wasn’t what I had wanted for sure, but due to the complications with the scarring, I ended up being very fortunate that we went this route for delivery. There could have been some pretty serious issues if we had tried for a vaginal delivery, so I am very thankful I had a doctor who gave me the safest recommendation for delivery.
We are adjusting to life as a family of four and are all doing extremely well. Grant loves having a little brother and is just in awe of his soon to be little side kick!