THANKS SO MUCH for all the lovely well-wishes re: my last entry. You people are all right. Outta sight, even.
Getting him here was harrowing.
I was induced
Administered 2 different drugs, one of which gave me a panic attack
Had about 5 IV’s in me
At one point had 4 things shoved in my hoo-ha, one of which caused immense pressure on my nether regions. Never been so uncomfortable EVER.
Had two monitors strapped to me.
Experienced pain like I’ve never felt IN MY LIFE
The contractions were coming but nothing else was progressing. I cried because I just wanted something–anything to happen…besides pain.
His heart showed deceleration 3 times because the umbilical cord was tied twice around his neck.
The process started at 6 in the morning and ended at 10:50 that night. So that was almost 15 hours of unbelievable pain and actual heart-stopping worry.
The epidural I waited way too long to get also gave me a panic attack…because it feels so weird. In the end it was a life-saver, though.
3rd degree lacerations. When the Motrin is wearing off, it’s hard to walk.
I won’t mention the blood…all the blood. Oops, guess I just did.
Sure makes me appreciate anti-choicers who view pregnancy as a minor inconvenience, though. Clearly, they get it. Also, he had jaundice and he won’t latch and I am suffering from incredibly painful breast engorgement. But, hey, no biggie, right?
But it was all worth it.
I put my hand in the vid so you can see how tiny he is in comparison.