Monday, June 25, 2012

Hudson's Birth Story

Okay so this is the verrrrry long version of how Mister Hudson made his grand entrance into the world :) Sorry for the TMI, but pregnancy and childbirth are very much a TMI experience.

So I didn't sleep well at all the night of the 6th... every position made something on my body sore. So I woke up the next day feeling like total crap. Then my stomach started cramping, and it felt like I needed to go to the bathroom, but couldn't. It wasn't exactly a new feeling to me lol, pregnancy kind of has that effect on you. But after I finally did go to the bathroom.... and still was having pain... and realized they could be timed... I started suspecting. Then when I wiped and there was blood (from the front, not the back) I knew it was time. So my whole family loads up in our two cars, and we're off to labor & delivery. By this point, my contractions are so intense I can't walk or talk through them, and they're every 2-3 minutes! So horrible. We got there and mom loaded me into a wheelchair and we headed for the 5th floor, which is L&D. We managed to get on every wrong elevator possible, but FINALLY we get to L&D. They check me at triage (cervical check during a contraction = hell. I swear. Ugh...) and I'm at 7cm with a bulging bag of waters. They raced me into a delivery room, (I think they were trainees and were just scared I was going to progress super fast and they didn't want to have to deal with that lol) and the anesthesiologist took what felt like forever before finally coming in to do my epidural. And after he went through all the trouble of getting one in between my frequent contractions, he had to completely redo it. I forget why, exactly. But yeah. I was crying by then. I'd lost it while being checked in triage and just....never regained my composure fully. It was more emotion than pain... although the pain was pretty intense.
  After the epidural, my contractions were completely manageable, and I was feeling pretty good about myself for an hour or so. Laughing and taking pictures and updating facebook.... and then they broke my water. BAM, all my contractions were suddenly super horrible with all kinds of pressure. Then, to top it off, they informed me that he was "sunny side up", and they made me lay on my belly for any hour with my leg propped up in a weird position to try and get him to turn. Totally did not work. I didn't think it would anyway since I still slept on my belly frequently, even at 9 months pregnant... but that was a painful hour of contractions. Finally they checked me again and I was fully dilated and they made me start pushing. It was very unproductive, and I had no idea what I was doing. I gave myself more stretch marks from pulling on my own legs (they had me do that while pushing...which was a little weird to me) and every muscle in my body was so sore after the whole thing was over. But yeah, back to the story.
so I'm pushing, and they're whispering about it not working right, and I realized Hudson's heartrate on the monitor is super slow. They inform me that he's not turning, and is not handling my contractions well anymore, and they need him out ASAP. My choices were forceps, vacuum or c-section. They recommended forceps, and I just wanted anything but a c-section.... so all of the sudden the room is FULL of doctors, nurses, pediatric nurses, and medical students, and like 3 of them are shoving forceps in me. I was really scared at this point so I was sobbing, and yet trying to stay in control. My mom was really great the whole time, she was coaching me through every contraction and push, and telling me I was gonna be okay.
I was panicking at one point because I realized my epidural was wearing off and I knew I had 4 (yes, FOUR) forcep tongs in me at the moment, so someone had anesthesia come in and up my drugs quite a bit. But I still had this absolutely HORRIBLE, shriek-inducing pain shoot from the left side of my pelvis down my leg. I was hysterically crying by then, and I just wanted it to be over. They made me push about 6 more times, and then FINALLY there he was! He had a FULL head of blonde hair, and big blue eyes, and he cried right away. And then after maybe 30 seconds, he stopped, and was just awake and alert, and staring everyone down! They made me wait 20 minutes to hold him while they stitched me back up, because I had 3rd degree tearing... :( That was the hardest part. I wanted to hold him so bad. I know for the next one I will be more vocal about demanding to hold the baby right away.

Chillin out post-epidural


My handsome sweet boy about 5 minutes after being born. Look how alert and calm he was :)


Meeting my little love

Rough weekend, delicious cookies and hairloss.

Hudson was TERRIBLE yesterday. He is totally boycotting naps lately. :( Which means mommy doesn't get any naps either. Ugh.

I made some delicious peanut butter chocolate chip cookies, and didn't screw them up!!! I let the butter soften (instead of being impatient and microwaving it...) and actually rolled the dough into balls, not just blobbing them onto the pan. You learn something new every day....lol.

Hudson and I are having a contest to see who's gonna lose the most hair. So far I think he's winning. If we're talking about who looks the worst, anyway. But if we're talking quantity lost...umm yeah that would be me. Haha.

I took my car in to get fixed...wasn't sure what was wrong with it but when we bought it and had a mechanic (who actually drove all over town with us and helped us find the perfect car. He is SO awesome) look at it, he said it needed a few things and to come in and have them fixed and it would be good as new. He said it would be a couple hundred bucks, so we were like "heck yeah!" And I made an appointment. Took it in today and it turned out to be a little more than expected :/ Bleh. Car problems are definitely not my favorite part of being a grown-up... Bumper stickers sure are fun though!

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Fresh Start.

Ahhh...I haven't blogged in years. But the feeling of starting over with a brand new one is nice. I like it. Now we'll see if I can keep it up... Although, being a stay at home mommy to a kid who sleeps away most of his day leaves me little excuse for not blogging.

I've been sitting around my apartment, wondering what to do with myself, and have just had this void. I used to journal, but stopped right after I found out I was pregnant. I don't really know why. It just felt childish I guess.

I so want to just bomb this blog with like, my entire life story, right away! But I've got plenty of time...I'll force myself to slow down and write things in small pieces :) Like my little monster's birth story. That'll be a whole post in and of itself. And being a newlywed...to a 2LT in the army who left 2 weeks after our wedding. :( Definitely multiples posts there, lol. Also, I promise not to use "lol" more than necessary ;)

For now...I have a sleeping baby to go snuggle up to :)