Since I would be recovering from having a baby, I've set up a few posts to automatically publish while I am away so you don't go into withdrawals. Aren't I the greatest?
Da Boo was a week late. I tried everything to get myself to go into labor but nothing work. The doctor wanted to induce me on Halloween. I actually argued for later...no way was I having a little girl with a Halloween birthday. Day after Halloween, I went to the hospital where they tried the induction, then told me to go walk around for a few hours. We went to the mall (I got a really cute Halloween decoration that was on clearance). Then I had a huge contraction in a furniture store. I think the store owner was more concerned about it than I was. We went back to the hospital. But I wasn't in full labor. More induction drugs and they sent me out again. This time we went to a restaurant. I looked rather odd standing the whole time and pacing the walkways but hey, I was having contractions! Third trip to the hospital. Third dose. This time, it was getting late so we walked around Target. Finally, they let me stay at the hospital.
Around 6 am the next morning, I asked the nurse if I was just being a wimp or if these were strong contractions. She said they were really strong ones and she was surprised I hadn't already asked for an epidural. I asked for one now. Unfortunately, the anesthesiologist on duty was getting to the end of his shift. If he gave me an epidural, then he would have to stay until I had the baby. They asked if I wouldn't mind waiting until 7 am, when the next doctor would be on duty. I agreed and then proceeded to whimper for nearly an hour. When he did come and administer the epidural, I was ready to name the baby after him.
Around 2 pm, after I'd been having full contractions for 26 hours, my doctor says he didn't think I would be able to have this baby on my own and that they really needed to proceed with a c-section. By this point, I was so tired and weak and whiny that I would have agreed to nearly anything just get that baby out!
While undergoing the surgery, I was so loopy that when I heard a baby cry, I thought: "Oh, cute! A baby!" Took a moment before I realized that it was MY baby!
After all that work, I finally got to see da Boo. Wanna see our first picture together?
In all fairness, I think I was actually talking when the Man snapped this picture. But I was probably saying something like "Wait...what do I do now?"
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