She is here

We are home with our new addition. Harlee Rae.

6 Lbs 11oz

Born at 9:37 am



You have no idea how much more nerve racking it is getting a scheduled C-section than the first one I had with B. With B, I had literally 10 minutes to process what was going on before I was drugged up and B was being removed. With this one, I had an hour drive to the hospital and then 2 hours of BS prior to the actual surgery.

And then I had to make it through the actual surgery.

This time around, it was not so easy.

Neither is the recovery.

So I got to the hospital at 7 am, and went back to my room.

My nurse and her student nurse began the prep. Student nurse was in charge of inserting my IV. Real nurse numbed my hand with a shot, and student nurse went at it. She dug around for about 3 minutes in my skin with her needles. No shit. Mike had to walk away it was so bad. She finally pulled it out, stopped the gushing and asked real nurse for help.

I am sqeemish so this was not a good start to things.

Real nurse ends up getting the IV in my right hand, which would have been fine IF I didnt have stiches in my left hand. So this pretty much left me useless.

So after that debocle, I was nervous to say the least. Afterall, that was an IV....I am about to have my body cut into and a baby sucked out.

So, then I have to make the nerve racking walk to the OR. I get my drugs, they lay me down and I begin to panic.....my Dr comes in, I feel pressure.....and more pressure and then my Dr. says "Sorry Christy this is taking so long, but you have alot of scar tissue built up from the previous C-section...it is hard to cut through"

Thanks

I will spare some other fabulous details...

Then I finally hear these magic words "We are about to pull the baby out, do you or your husband want to watch?"

Fuck off. NO!!!!!

And so she was born.

They had to talk M into cutting the cord. Which he eventually did.

18 staples later I was wheeled into recovery.

And am still feeling it.

Getting out of bed the first time Monday was miserable...as I expected. This was the only similarity between the two recoverys.

I knew once I made it through the first "getting out of bed" life would be grand....

But it didnt work out so well this time around....

Here it is a week later and I am still on pain meds every 4 hours on the nose.

Today I got risky and thought I would go longer...so I went 5 1/2 hours and then made the mistake of trying to lay on my side...WTF was I thinking?

I can maintain some comfort by pacing around.

I will admit that each day is better.....so given the fact that I am still on pain meds every 4 hours and it is needed.....can you imagine that pain levels the past week?


Anyway....

Given my condition, it has been a blessing that Harlee is fabulous. She took a bottle immediatley and sucks that food down. Every 2 hours on the nose...

She is a great sleeper in between so far....

It has also been a blessing that my in laws were able to spend the last week here at the house with the other kids allowing Mike to spend the days at the hospital with me and H.

B has responded well to her and is quite the helper. He likes to "hold her" and hold her pacifier and bottle in her mouth. And he is excellent at taking dirty diapers to the trash. Of course, my in laws were here too providing added entertainment to him, so I hope his good behavior continues now that they are gone.

And on an even better note, I have lost 16 pounds.