Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Have you ever felt like you were witnessing a train wreck? But simultaneously, you ARE the train wreck? This was kind of like that.



Today I was pumping gas. 

Syndil was grumpy, so I was crouching down and running around the car, popping up in different places to keep her entertained. You know, making faces and stuff. 

A woman was walking past, and stopped to see who I was playing with.

"Aw, look at her! Hi cutie! How old is she?"

"She is 2, and he is 8 weeks"

"There are two of them!! Wow, and look at you, pregnant with another one!"

"........."

"Wait, did you say 8 weeks? That is so.....fast.....oh. You aren't pregnant, are you?"

I was speechless.

"Well. Sorry. I just thought..." She gestured to my tummy. Then she shook her head. "Never mind."

And she walked away.



Friday, June 20, 2014

Birth Story



(To write this post, I took the timeline that I posted on my personal facebook page (in bold), and added a few memorable conversations from that night)

At 12:30am I started having contractions. They were 7 minutes apart. 
"Honey, this could be the real thing!! We might be having a baby tomorrow! If the contractions don't stop."

At 1am (30 minutes later) they were 5 minutes apart and I couldn't talk through them. I hopped in the shower, but they only got more intense. 
"...Or I could be having the baby in this shower."
At 1:20am our friend/sitter arrived to watch Syndil as she slept. She was certain we wouldn't make it, and called 911 in case we had to stop on the way.
"Um, hi. My friend is in labor, and driving to the hospital, but I don't think she is going to make it. If you see a car parked on 270 between here and Bethesda, stop to help her deliver the baby!!"
At 1:30am my contractions were less than a minute apart as we drove over 85mph to the hospital. I was trying desperately not to push.
"I'm sorry, we are on divert. You will have to go to the nearest hospital."
"Um, you ARE the nearest hospital, we are 3 blocks away! And she is pushing!!"
"I'm sorry sir..."
"I can't hear you! She is screaming too loud! We will be there in 3 minutes!!!"
At 1:45am a team of doctors was running through the halls as fast as they could go yelling "Don't push!!" I was screaming in the wheelchair, because how was I supposed to stop? My body had taken over, and was pushing by itself.

At 1:50am they put me on a bed, and I was dilated to a 10. 
Three seconds later he was crowning.
"She is at a ten!" the doctor yelled.
"Ok, try not to push-"
I screamed, and shook my head. "Too late, he is coming NOW!"
He looked down, surprised. "He is crowning!"
The 15 doctors and nurses in the room froze for a second, then frantically started running around.
"I can't get the IV in!!"
"Where is the pediatrician?? She is GBS positive!!"
"Get her feet in the stirrups!"
Kurt ran into the room. He had to park the car before running up, and almost missed the birth.
"I thought, oh gosh, this is her worst nightmare. She is on her back, her feet are in stirrups, and there are over a dozen people in here. And her Doula was still in the parking garage!"
4 pushes was all it took. 
At 2am our little guy came flying into the world.

What a wild ride




Once it was all done, I looked back over the past 2 hours and thought "No way did that just happen."


With Syndil, I was in labor for 28 hours, so I did NOT expect this!!

I was 40 weeks, 5 days, with an induction scheduled for Monday. Ha.

We are so excited that he is here, and he is healthy. And that we didn't have him on the side of the road. It was so close. If there had been any traffic, we wouldn't have made it. And living right outside of DC, at any other time there would have been traffic!

I tore pretty badly. With Syndil, they did an episiotomy. With Leo, I tore through that, and way further. 

After an hour of skin to skin and nursing (while trying to ignore the team of doctors huddled between my legs) they told me there wasn't enough light, and I'd have to go to the OR for repairs.

Kurt got to do a little kangaroo bonding time with Leo while I was gone. It's our tradition. He also hung out with the Doula, who had arrived about 5 minutes too late.

Those repairs. Sigh.

I didn't want a spinal, and I had eaten too recently anyway. My anesthesiologist opted to do a light sedation, with lots of lidocaine injections. I have never been so high :) He and the nurse kept me entertained, while monitoring my pain level. I can't remember a lot of our conversation, but I do remember laughing a lot. 

Afterwards, my nurse was in raptures.

"It was just amazing. I am so glad I got to see that. The repairs they did, it was like a work of art."

"Oh...good..."

When the main doctor came in to discuss my repairs (and go over the possible need for additional surgeries in the next few months), the nurse told him he had created a masterpiece.

"Well, I don't know about that. But I will say, it was like a jigsaw puzzle. It took three of us to figure out what went where."

Um, what...? 

Kurt looked just as confused as I did. How many pieces were we talking about here?

The things you never expect people to say about your vagina.

The rest of the stay was a blur. It didn't fly by or anything, I was just on a lot of pain meds, and some narcotics. But man, I loved that place. If you are in the military, and you have the option to deliver at Walter Reed, do it. I am in love with their L&D department, and I know a lot of women who feel the same way. Their OB department sucks, but L&D? I'd go back in a heartbeat. 

Syndil wasn't too sure about Leo. When she visited in the hospital, she had no interest in touching the baby. But now that he is almost 3 weeks old, she loves the little guy.

And I do, too.




Wednesday, June 11, 2014

He is here



Leo Oliver
Born 8lbs 14oz, 
21 and a half inches long


I am so in love.

Birth story tomorrow.


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