Gab was delivered via c-section on Aug. 29th at 10:09am weighing in at 7 lbs and 9 ounces. 20 1.2 inches. He is by far the smallest of all my babies,but taller than Jed. The c-section was an ordeal itself. When I checked in that morning, I was hoping for a nice uncomplicated delivery, but when the attending doctor came in and was told about my previous c-sections and history of scar tissues, he basically asked me if I wanted to get my tubes tied and warned me that the delivery can be very complicated going in to the same area and cutting through old scar tissues. They even took precaution of placing a second IV fearing of needing to intubate me. I'm not your typical freak out girl, it takes a lot to get me nervous. I was nervous. I hated the idea of being under and have no control and with every epidural that I've had I had a hard time with breathing because of the sedation to your lungs and diaphram. I even asked for some nerve pill but due to potential side effects on the baby, they said I couldn't have any until after the baby was born. I was given both a spinal and epidural in case the surgery took longer than expected. Dan came in while Maureen waiting outside.
During the surgery, I couldn't even talk to Dan because I had to make sure I don't freak out when I am feeling short of breath, I kept asking my CRNA my oxygen saturation and tell myself, I am OKAY. I asked Dan to refrain from talking to me so that I can focus on praying and singing "Jesus loves me" so I don't get anxious. Throughout the surgery, I can hear the attending saying "well, I guess we'll just have to work out way through all these scar tissue" It took them about 2 hours to complete the surgery. Once the baby was out, I felt my anxiety lifted and was finally able to talk to Dan and calm down. But, the surgery was far from over, they had some concern about my abd muscles being too spread apart and concern for future herniation. They had to consult general surgery for possible repair. Surgery was at another call so couldn't come, so here I am lying on the table hearing my third baby cry and couldn't even hold him or nurse him. Dan had to take him out of the OR and get him a bottle he was so hungry! Finally, the doctors were able to get everything "back" in place. I was really out of it the rest of the day. I felt so bad that I barely had enough strength to even hold my new born. That was when I just broke down. But, by the grace of God I was slowly getting better ( not as fast as I would like).
I am about 10 days out...my belly actually swelled up a bit after delivery, but things are finally calming down and I actually feel like I am better. Gab is a wonderful baby waking up about twice a night...really no complaints their. Our two older boys are loving being the older brothers...
in the midst of all, we are also packing for Germany in two weeks. The movers has been here for two days now, and the reality of moving overseas is beginning to come true for me. I am so excited for the new adventure!
