C-section Stories

I have never had major surgery in my entire life. I was the most excited when I found out I was pregnant. I had a dream that someone had told me I was pregnant, and said, "Go take a test. You are pregnant." I was in denial because we had been trying for a while, but no luck. I was previously on the depo shot, which I hated. Anywho, I woke from the dream and took a test. It came up positive! I was so excited, nervous, and scared my husband would be upset. But he was just as excited.

Fast forward to finding out his gender. We did the blood test and were told he was a boy. We even did the 3D ultrasound to see if he was truly a boy. He was not shy at all at showing us his goods! So proud. He was the kind of pregnancy that gave me high blood pressure. My blood pressure meds didn't want to help me at all. But once they checked on his position, I was told he was breech. I honestly was scared to be cut open.

At one appointment, I was told to go to Labor and Delivery to monitor my blood pressure. I had not had anything prepared (no bags packed or diaper bags packed). I was so unprepared to go. I get there, and they had me on the monitor for a good bit. They came into the room hours later and told me he was coming today. I was freaking terrified! I was calling my mom and sister on facetime since they live in West Virginia. They weren't able to be there for me in person.

The walk to the room where I would be cut open and fileted like a fish was the most terrifying experience of my life. I got to the table where I would be laying to deliver him. I instantly burst into tears. I was so freaking scared I would die. The spinal they gave me hurt so badly. I had to tell them where I felt the needle (left or right pain). Once the spinal block was in, they had me lay down fast before I became numb. I couldn't feel the catheter go in which was a blessing. They eventually bring in my husband and I immediately stopped crying. He was my rock through it all. I remember the sounds of the nurses talking and the doctor. It was scary. But once they started cutting into me I was thankful I couldn't feel anything. Most women can even with the spinal block, others get put to sleep.

They eventually pull him out. No crying or screaming. The little turd was holding his dang breath! He did cry and scream later. I barely got to see him because they needed to glue me back. I had glue on my incision, others have staples or stitches. Trust me, glue is much better in my opinion. They rolled me into my recovery room and I finally got to see my baby boy.

I was still numb and couldn't walk yet due to the spinal block. I remember his daddy being the one to change his first tarry poopie diaper! Mind you, my husband had never changed a diaper in his life until then. I had more experience with diapers and babies. He did amazing! I was so proud of him. He stayed every night and day with me during my recovery. He helped me walk and shower when I needed it. He was by my side. I only had a couple of visitors for our newest bundle of joy.

He was a preemie. He only weighed 5lbs 7ozs. He was 19 inches long. He wore preemie clothing. I remember how tiny those diapers were. I had never seen them so small before. He did not need any NICU time either. But he did stay in the nursery a few nights so I could get sleep. Sleeping in the hospital is awful, nurses in every hour. It is exhausting. Plus I could barely get up to change him and feed him. He was the only baby to not get breast milk. I could not produce any for him. I felt like I failed him. But I got over that. He is growing up to be the sweetest kindergartner and artist. I think I did a good job as his mom, and I will continue until I die.