Harrison's birth story
Celebrating Harrison being 2 months old by posting his birth story!
I'll start off by saying that the difference between this birth and the experience with my first son was like night and day. Incredibly different in the best way and I also recovered much quicker!
The day before my cesarean, I went into the hospital to have pre-op bloodwork done (you know... In case I needed a blood transfusion or something).
Later, we dropped our oldest off at my sister's, enjoyed dinner with them, and then went home to finish up some last minute cleaning and rest (as much as I could!)
The day of, we were up at 5am and got ready, then off to the hospital we went (much more prepared for a multiple day stay than last time... More on that later). We arrived, I got checked in, changed, IV in and then we waited for a bit. Soon, it was time to go down to wait outside the OR. The OB performing the cesarean and the anesthesiologist came to chat with us and reassured me. I was also given the "something gross to drink" that I had when I had Ashton. It was gross and very bitter but didn't make me vomit this time!
I was wheeled into the OR, and the anesthesiologist did the spinal to numb me (last time I had a failed epidural) - and then I got situated on the table, and they prepped me. Then Brandon was able to come in. When I saw him, I started crying. He asked what was wrong and I didn't want to talk because I was trying not to cry. Finally I said, "I'm just scared."
Before I knew it they got started. I wasn't feeling any pain but I did feel pressure. When it was time to get baby out they have to push quite hard up by your rib cage so that pressure was a lot but not painful. Just felt like it was hard to breathe.
The surgical team was very quiet the whole time so I noticed right away when I heard them laughing - I asked Brandon what was going on thinking maybe he could hear better than I could. Finally someone said that Harrison had grabbed onto the forceps as they pulled him out! (yes - even though it was a cesarean they needed to use forceps to help him out due to his head being quite far down). They all commented they had never seen that before.
And our baby boy was born. The tears of joy (and serious relief) came immediately. It was almost over - our baby was here and the experience wasn't traumatic. Brandon went to cut the cord and he was weighed and checked over - then brought right over to me. We tried getting him to latch right away and he did but because I was laying down it was hard to keep him there. So he just laid on my chest while we snuggled him and they finished closing me up.
It was so nice having him there, and also nice to have a distraction while they finished up. It was great to not focus on what was actually happening. Once in recovery he got to nurse right away and they kept a close eye on me and babe for about 40 mins then we went to our room!
We stayed another day and a half after that and then we were able to go home. It was such a relief to come home and be able to rest. Our oldest stayed with my sister and my parents (thank you!) while we were at the hospital - it was so nice to know he was happy and well taken care of. Big brother did get to visit while we were in the hospital!
We are so in love with our second little boy. We were able to celebrate his arrival with some in-home documentary style newborn photos by Jess Leigh - Artist (she has done photos for us in the past!)
Blog post with more photos to follow!