Kathryn Sophia Ann's Birth Story
The doc was hemming and hawing and the nurses already had me ready for a C-section. It was the worst feeling ever! They where really rocking me back and forth trying to get her out. She was still way up in there. My sister was in the delivery with me (they didn't want daddy in there because of the stress that the baby was in) and she was like, "Can I look?" to the anesthesiologist guy. And he was like, "I wouldn't."
She wasn't crying for about a minute while the sucked all the crap—"literally" speaking—out of her and my sister was getting scared and was saying, "Come on baby! Come on!" And then she cried.
I think this happened because I wasn't exactly sure on my LMP and I was 5 day's over the due date. I found out Saturday night (11:45 pm—what a nice doctor eh?), she had low sodium (about 124), and the doc said that if it goes up too fast she would seizure. If it stayed too low I would be going to Hamilton.
Sunday she was up a little more (to about 124). Monday she was at 130, and tuesday she stayed at 135. The next day Wednesday we went home.
So I spent 6 nights at the hospital. The nurses and staff of the NICU were really good. The two nurses who came into my room that Saturday night were wonderful at calming me down (one was my friend from bowling so that helped). I think spending that much time in the hospital helped me care for her better.
I did most of her feedings and breastfeed as much as I could when I was allowed. I watched the NICU change her, feed her, and swaddle her, so I was a pro when they wheeled her into my room that Tuesday night, because all the nurse said was, "There you go! Enjoy! And she needs a change!" ROFLMAO! If I got her like that Friday I would have freaked out, but I knew how the bottles where put together, how to swaddle her, handle her, and breastfeed her in that last night. And she slept like a good little girl.
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