1-7-19
Dear Eden,
Edens birth story 2-6-19
I figured it is time for me to write down my birth story so I don’t forget all the little details. I woke up on November 23, 2018 not feeling contractions or anything.
It had been raining and luckily we had gotten our Christmas tree we had cut down 2 days before inside the house that morning because the rain had stopped momentarily in the morning. The rain had started up again and we decided we were going to decorate our tree that day. We have never done this this early before, but we got our tree the day before Thanksgiving because we knew a big storm was coming on Thanksgiving day. We went into the mountains to Four Winds Nursery and spent hours walking around looking for the perfect ginormous tree for our newly done vaulted ceilings. Sam found and cut down the 15 foot tree that we hiked all over to find.
We took it home cleaned it and Sam made a makeshift stand for it that worked really well because a normal stand would not hold it, and we are cheap to buy one for the giant tree we had.:)
So Friday after Thanksgiving, Black Friday, we decided to decorate our tree as a family. We turned on Christmas music. Sam and I somehow hung lights on the tree and decorated the top by sliding the treet over to where we can’t reach over the loft to do it.
We turn on Christmas music and as a family we were having a fun time putting up all the ornaments and looking back at all the fun memories we have from all our ornaments.
At around 11 o’clock I went in to start some laundry and I bent over to grab something off the ground in the garage and all the sudden I felt gosh of water come out of me. I thought I had Peed my pants for a minute but the water smelled different and I know that something had happened but I wasn’t sure if my water had broken. Nothing happened after that no more gushes at that point. I walked in I told Sam what had happened and I told him that I wasn’t sure if my water had just broken. So I took a shower, ate lunch, and by that time Sam encouraged me to call my dad.
I told my dad about the gush of water and he said asked if it was more than a few tablespoons. I told him it definitely was, but I still wasn’t sure if it was my water. He told me that I needed to go get checked at the hospital just to make sure. At this point I was not feeling any contractions.
I felt super silly that I wasn’t feeling any contractions and wasn’t sure if my water had broken, so I told Sam that I was going to drive myself in and I was bringing a bag just in case, but I’m sure it was nothing and I would be back soon. I had Sam stay home with the girls because it was it is so hard to find a babysitter or somebody to come watch the girls and we didn't wanna put anybody out, just to have it be nothing.
I walked myself into the hospital with my hospital bag and went to labor and delivery and told them my story, and that I wasn’t feeling any contractions and I felt very silly that I was even there. They needed time to get a room ready for me, so I had to go wait in the lobby until it was ready.
They needed time to get a room ready for me so I had to go wait in the lobby until it was ready. By the time I was waiting in the lobby to when they got me into a labor room, contractions had started and they were starting to get really intense and close together and hurt like the dickens!
I knew something was going on because I remember Emi‘s birth and how terrible the contractions were and it was starting to feel that way. They hooked me up to an IV and told me that the doctor was on their way to check me and that they needed to take a swab to see if the water that came out of me was actually amniotic fluid. So they took a sample from me and told me it might be up to two hours before they get the results because they never know how long it’s going to take.
At this point Doctor Kunsel, the Dr. on call, came in to talk to me and just hear how things were going. She is also the doctor that helped with the version with Dr. Silverman, so I have met her before and it was good to talk to her. She also told me that the amniotic fluid test might take a while to get back and that should be around and check on me. But she knew something was going on because my contractions at this time we’re starting to get really intense like I was in for labor at this point. About 10 minutes later she walked back in and said that was definitely Amniotic fluid, and that my water had broken. "You are in labor I need to get you into your C-section. When is the last time you ate?"
I had eaten lunch about three hours ago,So they wanted to see if they could wait as long as possible to do a C-section. She told me to call Sam immediately and to get somebody to come watch our kids and to have him head over.
At this point it was around 3 o’clock and they wanted to wait to do the C-section at about 6 o’clock, but she said there was no way we could wait because I was experiencing such labor pains and going into labor by myself. By the time Sam got there I was in full on labor! Blood everywhere when I got up to go to the bathroom in such pain I was begging for medication but they couldn’t give me any because they wanted to wait to get in to the C-section to give me a spinal tap. I could barely handle the pain! It was so intense I would not wish that pain on my worst enemy. By the time they wheeled me into the C-section surgery room I thought I was going to die!! So much pain!
They took me in probably somewhere around 430 and by the time I got that spinal tap and felt a little better but I was so scared to have a C-section because I could feel all the pulling and tugging as they cleaned up my scare tissue and I had already been in such pain. I was throwing up at this point because of the pain and then I started throwing up because of the medicine. That’s why they wanted to wait longer because they knew I had a better chance of throwing up because I had eaten more recently.
While in the surgery it took forever and I was wondering why it was taking so long and they were just clearing out scar tissue. When they finally got to the point where you were ready to be delivered dr. Silverman said it took him a while to figure out what was wrong. When he was pulling on you to come out you were stuck and he figured out that both of your feet were coming out of my vagina already. Your feet were already out of me heading down the birth canal and he had to pull you back out of the birth canal and get your feet out of my vagina.
The surgery was actually agonizing to me because it took so long and I was so uncomfortable and so exhausted and in pain, and my right shoulder was tweaking and in so much pain for some reason. The anesthesiologist said that sometimes happens with the medication. So between throwing up and discomfort in the long process it was not a fun experience. The tugging and pulling on my body is one of the worst feelings I have felt.
You had a bit of a hard time breathing by yourself so they rushed you off really quick and I didn’t get to see you, Sam of course went with you. They got your breathing and everything was fine. And then I finally got to see you I of course started crying because I was so happy to see you healthy and look at how beautiful you were. You were a huge 9 lbs. 4 oz. and 21 inches long! So big! Born at 5:08PM. In the recovery room I was still feeling really sick and throwing up so that was hard on the new stitches and the surgery. The nurse was nice, but she was too aggressive with pushing on my uterus to see where it was. I asked Dr. Silverman to stitch me up from my day at diastases and I think that was super painful that she kept pressing on it so hard so that was hard for me not to scream out in pain it was very intense. But to sit there and hold you was a piece of heaven for sure. You had the cutest, roundest, little squishy face. Just beautiful.
I stayed four nights in the hospital with you just loving all that time I got to spend just you and I. I knew this is a once in a life time chance for me to do this where we were just together, so I took full advantage of it, and it was amazing. The love I felt right away for you was so wonderful. A mothers love is a real thing!
This recovery has been really hard for me. I will for sure never forget having to urinate for the first time after taking the catheter out and hard how hard that was. But I love just holding you and loving you and feeding you has not been that hard from the beginning, thank goodness. My best experience with breast feeding from the begging for sure.
The C-section went well and looks really good, but it has been a hard recovery and the stitches poke me every now and then still. My diastases is pretty bad. And my body has changed a lot but I would not take it back because you are here and I love you so much Eden Clara Menasco.
