The Birth
by Kate Peterson
As with the rest of this experience, the birth of my son did not go as planned. At the 37-week mark they brought me in to be induced since Luke was not “thriving”.
I changed into the ugly gown, feeling full from my “last supper” thinking it would be a long night. My doctor put in the cervadil to help bring on labor. 15 minutes into the process, she came flying into the room saying that the baby’s heart rate was dropping & we were going to have a c-section. She kept apologizing – as if I cared. I guess some people do, but I had been through enough not care how the birth process happened. My immediate concern was that dinner – I had to go, bad. My doc said there was no time. I later found out, she, um, did it for me. Pretty, huh? (If you have a c-section, be sure to ask for the gas pain meds, trust me.)
I barely felt the spinal they gave me, I suppose I was in shock. The anesthesiologist said my chest would start to feel heavy & I would think I couldn’t breathe, but I could – he was right. I felt the scalpel slide across my belly, but other than some tugging, that was it. Lucas Xavier Peterson was born at 10:13 that night, a short 73 minutes after we checked into the hospital. He weighed in at a tiny 4 pounds, 15 ounces.
That night was a bit of a blur. I recall my husband leaving to be with Luke in the NICU until he was breathing on his own. He came back to my room to try to get some sleep, but it was super cold & all sorts of monitors kept going off throughout the night & I had the shakes something fierce from all the drugs pumped into me. He asked me if he could leave around 1am. I gave him the “look of death” & he parked it on the small bed. A couple of hours later he was still not sleeping, so when he asked to go home I said okay.
Without telling the full story, my husband sent pictures out to everyone & they all figured out I had had a c-section (freaking out my mother). We checked out of the hospital 3 days after Lucas was born, again using my “look of death”, at anyone who dared to tailgate us on our very slow drive home (with a quick stop at Capriotti’s).
I changed into the ugly gown, feeling full from my “last supper” thinking it would be a long night. My doctor put in the cervadil to help bring on labor. 15 minutes into the process, she came flying into the room saying that the baby’s heart rate was dropping & we were going to have a c-section. She kept apologizing – as if I cared. I guess some people do, but I had been through enough not care how the birth process happened. My immediate concern was that dinner – I had to go, bad. My doc said there was no time. I later found out, she, um, did it for me. Pretty, huh? (If you have a c-section, be sure to ask for the gas pain meds, trust me.)
I barely felt the spinal they gave me, I suppose I was in shock. The anesthesiologist said my chest would start to feel heavy & I would think I couldn’t breathe, but I could – he was right. I felt the scalpel slide across my belly, but other than some tugging, that was it. Lucas Xavier Peterson was born at 10:13 that night, a short 73 minutes after we checked into the hospital. He weighed in at a tiny 4 pounds, 15 ounces.
That night was a bit of a blur. I recall my husband leaving to be with Luke in the NICU until he was breathing on his own. He came back to my room to try to get some sleep, but it was super cold & all sorts of monitors kept going off throughout the night & I had the shakes something fierce from all the drugs pumped into me. He asked me if he could leave around 1am. I gave him the “look of death” & he parked it on the small bed. A couple of hours later he was still not sleeping, so when he asked to go home I said okay.
Without telling the full story, my husband sent pictures out to everyone & they all figured out I had had a c-section (freaking out my mother). We checked out of the hospital 3 days after Lucas was born, again using my “look of death”, at anyone who dared to tailgate us on our very slow drive home (with a quick stop at Capriotti’s).
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