today has been a pretty *bleep*-y day. for me (dealing with my ex-boo and being embarrassed while trying to get our WIC from walmart) and Gee (gastro-intestinal issues. enough said). so i figure maybe writing part two of Gee's entrance into the world and reminiscing about the most amazing day of my life will make me feel better. let's try it and see...
so when we left off, i was on my way to the hospital, ELATED that (hopefully) in a few hours, i'd be holding my beautiful baby girl. i excitedly sent texts to my sister, LSs, and Gee's father, and posted my exclamation-point-filled status to Facebook, letting the world know about Gee's pending arrival. by 10:30am on Thursday, June 10th, i was decked out in my hospital gown with ice chips on deck. by 11, 11:30ish, the Pitocin was pumping through the IV. so yes, technically you could say my labor was induced, but i didn't have a birth plan and all i cared about was having a healthy baby without complications (and hopefully no C-section).
anyway, the Pitocin just pumped away, but i didn't feel anything for a few hours. the anesthesiologist dropped by to explain the methods of pain relief and have me sign all the necessary paperwork. after that, i just talked and texted and chilled, waiting for the pain of the contractions. the attending nurse told me to just wait a bit, they'd get worse. and boooooooooy, when those contractions hit? i mean, i thought my uterus was getting ran over by a Mac truck!! and yes, the double exclamation points are totally necessary. before i talk about pain relief, i'll say that i went into this thinking that i'd see how bad the contractions were, then i'd determine whether or not pain relief was necessary. for me, it was definitely necessary...
...so the first drug they gave me was Sadol. it had the effects of laughing gas (or, how i'd imagine laughing gas would affect one, since i myself have never had any). all i could do was giggle offhandedly and babble incoherently, which my parents found hilarious. i found it quite hilarious myself, until it wore off. there went those contractions again, and although they were still painful, i felt as though i were experiencing them through a filter. once the filter wore off (and i did hold off for awhile...more like 15 minutes. well it felt like a long time to me! hmph), it was epidural time.
i can't say how grateful i was that all the paperwork was signed ahead of time, b/c that meant that once i called for the pain relief, it came almost immediately! the first round of meds numbed the pain, but not completely. that was fine for awhile, but as the contractions grew in intensity, i knew it i needed more. so they numbed me from waist to toe, and i slept off and on for awhile. then, at 6:30pm, the good Doctor came to check on me, and i knew it was time to push. more importantly, i felt it was time to push, which i'd worried wouldn't happen b/c of the pain meds.
to make a long story a little less long, i started labor at 10:30am, started pushing at 6:30pm, and my little angel, Gee, was on my chest and staring me in the face at 7:17pm. she didn't cry when she came out; she did, however, bite the Doctor and grab the scissor-like things used to clamp her umbilical cord with her long, elegant fingers. when they put her on my chest, she held her head up a little bit and looked me right in the face, still just as quiet as could be. she really didn't cry until the nurses whisked her away for all of the official stuff they have to do. yes, she was already her mama's baby. :)
it makes me smile just thinking about it, so i suppose this has made my day better. although technically, it's now Tuesday. so let's just hope this'll make my Tuesday better than my Monday. as far as Gee and the G.I. Issues: my poor lil' tink-tink will just have to hope for a better day today. i'm hoping right along with her. :)
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