And then there were two…boys! I’m officially a mom of two (so crazy to say that!) and it’s been a whirlwind since I got home from the hospital. At my 20 week anatomy scan, it was detected that I had full placenta previa and the only way I could deliver was via cesarian. When I heard that news I cried as my plan was to do things all natural and deliver with a mid-wife, but God knew what He was doing (like he always does) and things worked out exactly how they were supposed to.
The day we chose to have him was at 36 weeks 2 days which was on April 15th. I was two weeks early with Oakley, so my doctor didn’t want me going into labor earlier than that. My surgery was scheduled for the afternoon, so Tanner picked up breakfast for us that morning so I could have a big meal before I had to fast for 8 hours. That was one of the many things I didn’t love about the process haha. The remainder of the day was pretty chill and uneventful. I wanted to make sure I spent enough time with Oakley and take a nap. Those were the two things I wanted to do before we headed to the hospital. We took one last photo as a family of 3 (4 if we count Remi) and we were on our way to have this baby!
My mind was not wrapped around the reality that we were about to have a new baby that day and it felt so weird going there without being in labor. Both Tanner and I felt that it was the strangest thing all the way up until he was actually born haha. After I was all checked in, I was hooked up to fluids and blood was drawn and that was when they discovered my hemoglobin count was a 7, which is really low. I had to have another IV started in case an emergency blood transfusion was needed. Thankfully it wasn’t, but I did get 2 bags of blood the next day since I dropped down to a 6.
The Spinal medication they give you right before surgery was very unpleasant. My spine isn’t the right shape right now and it was hard for the anesthesiologist to find a spot that worked, so needless to say, my back was sore for a good week and a half after delivery. After I was numb, things were great! Tanner was able to be there by my side and take photos when Easton was about to come out. Tanner said he wasn’t going to look over the curtain, but he did for those photos and I’m glad I have them to look back on. Easton was born at 5:01pm, about 30 minutes after surgery started and I was able to hold him not too long after that. As soon as I heard his little cries, I felt an instant connection with him and it all just felt right.
The remainder of our hospital stay was a little rough only because I was in a lot of pain, but Easton and I were healthy and that’s all that mattered. His birth story was not one I would have chosen if I were in charge, but it’s still beautiful and I’m so proud of what my body is capable of! I will write a blog post about my postpartum recovery because that is a whole thing on it’s own and I want to be as detailed as I can.