04 March 2012

First cold

So Sophie has her first cold and it took me by surprise, it came out of no where. She was perfectly fine one day and they very next day she was coughing, wheezing, and all together just very stuffy. I had her sleep in her bouncer all night to keep her elevated, and that had seemed to have worked. So the very next day I thought she was doing great we went to my mother in law's since Timothy had to work and I still need help doing things after my c-section. She was great for the first half of the day and then it all came back it sounded so nasty and I didn't know what to do for her. I felt like the worst mommy in the world. I was completely and utterly helpless against this. A few hours later after Tim came home it started to sound worst so I called the Pedi and she said I should take Sophie into Mary Bridge to get checked out since it is Rsv season. So we took her in and we immediately we were admitted and put in a secluded room away from everyone so that she didn't get germs from the other kids. We waited in the waiting room a total of ten mins, maybe less before we were taken to the exam room and the real waiting started. The hospital was literally swamped when we came in so many kids with hacking coughs and so many scared mom's that their children have Rsv. We waited 3 hours before we saw the Dr, he checked her out and said it was just a upper respiratory infection and the chest looked clear should clear up in ten days. Then he checked her heart and heard her murmur and demanded me get a chest x-ray even though she already had and Echo and they told us she has a heart murmur which is caused by a enlarged valve in her heart. She already see's a cardiologist who does echo's every two weeks. Anyways he did his silly x-ray and found exactly what I told him after making us wait three more hours. We were sent home with some Saline solution and a nasal aspirator that was way to big for her nose. So that morning I searched in vain to find a nasal aspirator that would fit in her nose but no luck. So I decided I would just try the big one. I had Tim go to the store and get a box of "little noses" saline drops and it came with a nasal aspirator and it fit her nose (yay!!). So now my precious is sleeping in her bouncer and hopefully tomorrow she will be a little less congested. Oh yes before I forget she also took her first shower with daddy today, we found out she loves the shower! She just had a blast in there, laughing and giggling. Her daddy loves her so much it makes me so happy.

02 March 2012

My C-section scar is my badge of honor–my battle scar

So the morning of Feb 16th I woke up and felt a gush and I thought my water had broken early, So I called Dr Read's office he wasn't there so I wound up seeing Dr Robillio. He did an Ultra sound and saw that Sophie's amniotic fluid had went down significantly. So he did a quick swab to see if my water had indeed broken because it seemed it had, it turns out it had not. But if my water hadn't broken what happened to the amniotic fluid? It was a mystery! So Dr Robillio deiced it was time to induce labor since the baby wasn't doing well do to my failing placenta, they wheeled me up to the 14th floor. I was told no eating in case I needed a c section. Immediately the nicest nurse Indra came in my room, she looked and sounded like Marylin Monroe. She said to me "most nurses are here to help you stop the pain, but I am sorry sweetie I am here to cause you pain." After that they gave me the pill to start my labor 3 hours later nothing happened, so another pill was given and still nothing. Finally they gave me a 3rd dose and said I wasn't going into labor that night so it would be okay to eat something after 10 hours no eating I was ravenous. So I had a nice sandwich and waited for the labor to start. Two hours later I felt a little cramping but not contractions, so they decided to give me a sleeping pill and if nothing happened by 11 a fourth dose. I started having contractions around nine o'clock the same time they gave me my sleeping pill. Luckily my wonderful husband was there to sit by my bed and hold my hand. And even though he was exhausted he sat in the chair and held my hand as I slept and cried from the pain. 30 mins after I fell asleep the babies heart dipped they sorta woke me up adjusted the monitor and said that I must have moved and knocked the monitor off. At 11pm exact the came in my room and woke me up, and said "the baby isn't doing good, we are going to start prepping you for surgery." The dr made me sign all these forms while I was drugged up and I had no idea what was going on. My midwife Jessica came into the room and sat with me. Then the dr read me off the risks and her exact words to me was "well you could die." Me being as drugged up as I was all I could focus on was the word die. I started to cry. I don't want to die is all I could think. For some reason I could focus on anything else it was awful. I felt like everything was going wrong. Jessica sat with me and gave me hug since I was crying. After that they wheeled me out of the room, to the O.R. gave me the final prepping and started the surgery. At 11:39 my beautiful baby was brought into this world. They quickly cleaned her up and then handed her to my husband. Who showed her to me and I cried, I felt like everything was right in the world. After that the sent my husband off with the baby to run some tests on her and to finish up my surgery. While finishing up my surgery they all joked with me and tried to make me feel better knowing how upset and distressed I was. I was wheeled out and sent to post op recovery where I got to touch my baby for the first time. I couldn't really hold her because my arm's were jiggly like jello but I could see her and touch her. And it made me feel so much better. Seeing my beautiful 36weeker just made my heart melt. My beautiful Sophie Anne.