Let’s take it back to my last 5 weeks of pregnancy. At 37 weeks I went to get checked for the first time and was at a 1, then at 38 and 39 weeks I was still at a 1 and 30% effaced. A day before my due date I went in again and was at a 2 and 40% effaced and he stripped my membranes. Because I wasn’t very effaced he didn’t want to rush anything and cause a C section so we decided to keep waiting and schedule one more appointment at 40 weeks and 6 days. Well to my surprise and frustration, baby brother did not want to come out so we went to that appointment and I was a 3 and 60% effaced. He did say he felt like I was effaced enough and my cervix was forward enough that inducing would be ok so I got my covid test and scheduled for the following morning. Finally the end was in sight with the baby coming at exactly 41 weeks. We had dinner and played matching game and guess who with Ashton and Hallie before taking them over to my mom’s house to sleepover.
Friday, March 12, 2021 (1 day shy of a year from the time I began to bleed and miscarry with my baby in 2020, I just find this to be a strange coincidence): Chase and I got up at 6am and began to get ready. When at about 6:50 they called (right as chase was about to get in the shower) and said they have an emergency c section so to come at 8:30. So I made chase eggs and bacon and toast, and turned on Happy Gilmore. When 20 minutes later at 7:12 about, they called and said we could come in. So we got ready and got to the hospital at 8am. I got checked in and got in my gown and they started my penicillin and broke my water at 8:30, started pitocin at 9:30 and gave me my epidural at 10 and catheter in at 10:30, but was still just about a 3 when she checked me.
I felt pretty good, no nausea laying on my back or pain for the first hour after getting the epidural. Then started to feel mild pain down low by my left ovary every couple minutes, so I could definitely tell I was having contractions quite often. At 11:30 the nurse came and checked me. I was at a 4 and my cervix was more forward and softer, so there was definitely progress. Maybe not a ton with dilation but still progress. At 12:30, Dr Astle came to check me and said I was at a 5. I rested and slept for an hour until my nurse came to check at 1:30 where I was at a 6+/7. I felt no pain for 2+ hours until around 1:30, I could feel that same pain down low by my left ovary area. It started to grow over time and then around 2 I began to feel pushing pressure with my contractions instead of that ovary pain so things began to pick up a little more since that began. I was at a 9+ when she came to check me at 2:25 and called Astle after that. I was amazed how good I felt though. I had never had an epidural work that well, so it was a great experience. Astle came in several minutes later and I began to push at about 2:38. He was born at 2:43pm, weighing 9 pounds 2 ounces and 21 inches long! It was a very quick delivery being just about 5 minutes, but within those 5 minutes, he got stuck at the shoulders and wasn’t getting oxygen so they got aggressive and the nurse was pushing on my stomach while I was pushing while Astle was pulling. He had to pull under his right shoulder and got him out, but they needed to make sure he was breathing ok so Chase didn’t even get to cut the umbilical cord and they didn’t put him on my belly right away. I didn’t realize it was much of a scare until several minutes later, but he started breathing and crying and was perfectly healthy. As for the pulling under his shoulder, called shoulder distocia, that can cause a broken collar bone and arm mobility issues. So the peds doctor checked and didn’t find any sign of problems, but just said to keep an eye out for less mobility. While they cared for baby brother, I was worked on. I had a retained placenta which means it was stuck to the uterus and wouldn’t come out so Astle had to stick his arm up to pull it out and pull out the sticky membranes so no infection occurred. It took 20-30 minutes to get myself all cleaned up and then I finally got to hold my baby!
After some time we went up to our room and baby brother had to start doing blood sugar tests, 3 every 2-3 and the last 2 every 6 hours because of his weight (I guess bigger babies don’t have good sugar for a few days) so we started that and got a good number (above 40) then the next dropped to 39 so we had to start over. The numbers went 73, 39, 57, 70, 53, 45, 67. So after getting 5 in a row of number over 40 we were in the clear to go home the following day. Hooray for just staying 1 night at the hospital!
Hospital stays aren’t all that glamorous and fun. You’re stuck in this uncomfortable room and bed, you’re in pain and are figuring out your new baby.
I let chase go home to sleep so he could be more rested and helpful. I knew if he slept at the hospital he’d get no sleep. Before he went home though that night we talked names narrowing it down to Wyatt Chase or Luke Daniel, then we got Olive Garden and ate dinner together. With Ashton and Hallie, the nurses would take him to the nursery for the night and just bring baby in to eat, but it’s encouraged to keep your baby in your room now so I did. He wanted to eat too much until midnight then he slept until just after midnight to 5am when I forced him to wake up and eat, and we basically never went back to sleep. I had French toast, sausage and a parfait that morning until chase came back around 9am. That day was discharge day so we had a bunch of things to do. Watch the videos, all the tests for baby, the nurse gave him a bath, and we circumcised him. Getting the circumcision done in the hospital was great! With Ashton we did it at 2 week appt and I loved just getting it done and over with this time.
Now for the name. We had a hard time this pregnancy with names. Partly because when we would talk about it, Chase and Ashton would suggest names like Chisum, Roper, and Ruger. Which of course was not gonna happen. I just kept thinking we’d figure it out when he came so I didn’t really worry about it. Although I did have some names in mind. Chase liked Stetson, William and Paden and we both liked Wyatt. I really thought that was gonna be it most of my pregnancy. Maybe a month or so prior to having baby brother, I’m not even sure how it popped up but I started to think of the name Luke, but I didn’t want to consider it because of Brett’s son, Luke. I didn’t want a name that was already taken by a cousin. But for some reason, I slowly started to justify it because of the 20 year age gap and different last names. I mentioned it to Chase when we were talking names with his family one day. He later he didn’t know I liked that and said is this the name that sneaks up on us? With Ashton and Hallie, they were both names we never planned on until I was pregnant with them, then somehow the names just popped up. I thought it was going to be Wyatt because that is another name that didn’t come up until I was pregnant and I didn’t think chase loved Luke. But again I didn’t worry because I knew we’d decide once he was here. Well in the hospital we didn’t decide until 2 hours before we went home. After weeding out the names William, Stetson, Grayson, and Paden, we were down to Luke and Wyatt. We had about a 30-45 minute window before more tests were to be done. So chase came and sat down by me and said do I have a name in mind and I said yes (thinking Wyatt) and he said a prayer. After he picked up the baby and put him on my lap and we both just quietly thought. Chase for emotional and asked if I know. I said I was afraid to say first cause I wasn’t sure, but when I said Wyatt, Chase said that’s what he wanted. But that’s not the answer he got. I was surprised. He told me he has had some impressions over the last couple weeks that it would be Luke, but didn’t want it to be Luke so he put it off and just didn’t want to decide. But he knew now and let it go. I’m constantly amazed and jealous of his ability to have these types of impressions and be able to feel the spirit like he does. So we decided Luke Daniel Robinson. Some of the best moments in my life have been the moments chase and I take to decide a name for our babies!
We were discharged and able to go home a little after 2pm on 3/13. We got home and had lunch then chase went to pick up the kids to meet their new baby brother and tell them his name. We’ve had many debates over his name over the course of my pregnancy. Hallie would usually say every name we suggested was a weird name, Ashton wanted Chisum, Ruger or Roper. So when we told them his name was Luke, Hallie was happy but Ashton wasn’t. He was mad and wouldn’t even call him Luke for the first couple hours until he finally just came out and said, “mom, I’m ok if his name is Luke.”
Anyway, long story, but we love this baby boy. We are so glad he’s finally here after a long year of trying to get him here!
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