So he is finally here all 7 lbs 6 oz of pure joy born on September 5th, also my brother Jon's birthday. He is wonderful in every little way, even all of his hair. It was quit an ordeal for h im to finally get here but in the end just holding him and seeing all his little expressions is totally worth everything I went through.
Thursday I had a normal Dr appt and when I told them that I hadnt felt him move since the night before they sent me in for a non-stress test which measures how much you feel the baby move while they monitor his heartbeat. Well I was stuck there for 2 hours and only felt him move a handfull of times even after a whole bunch of things done to make him move...he just wouldnt move that much. They scheduled me for a bio-physical later that day at the hospital which is a high tech ultrasound that measures amniotic fluid, breathing, movement and a few other things. Well he failed it miserably so they sent me upstairs to OB where they did another non-stress test. He had very little amniotic fluid and had only moved twice during the whole biophysical which isnt that great of a sign.
Well alas he didnt move for that one so they admitted me so they could monitor his heartbeat and whatnot overnight. They also gave me a little pill that would help my cervix dialate and start the process of having him and help bring on some contractions. By the next morning I still was not having any contractions so they decided to give me potocin to see if he would be able to handle labor and to see if that would bring on any contractions. Well...Matthew did not tolerate the potocin at all and wasnt doing so great so at 9 am they decided to do a c-section on me and by 12:47 in the afternoon our little bundle of joy was born.
I dont remember a whole lot from the c-section cuz i was so exhausted from being up most of the night but what I do remember wasnt that assuring either. I remember when they first were taking him out the Dr said something about meconium (baby poop) which isnt a good sign cuz that means theres a possibility he has that in his lungs. I could see them bring him over to the table and he was looking pretty blue and they were putting tubes town his throat to get stuff out but once I heard his little squeek of a cry I just knew things were going to be ok and he was fine. Ryan was wonderful to have right there by my side and I just knew everything would be ok because we both had each other and our little man. Little did I know that was just the beginning of a 4 day stay in the hospital.
His platlet count was really low and his white blood cell count was very high which means he is trying to fight of an infection so they took some blood to start some cultures to see what kind of infection if any he was trying to fight off. They started him on some sugar water as well because his blood sugar level was also very low and they started a 3 day round of antibiotics to help fight an infection if he had one sooner rather than later. They attribute all this to the fact of little amniotic fluid and a bad placenta on my part which means he wasnt getting all the oxygen, nutrients and everything else he was getting from the placenta.
Poor little man was poked and proded and had to have his blood taken all the time so now he has barely any heals left (thats where they took his blood) but they are getting better. After a few days his platlet count went up, white blood count came down but his blood sugar level would go down as soon as they tried weaning him off the sugar water so he was still hooked to IV's. Poor man. Once my milk started to come in he was getting enough nutrients I guess because when they started weaning him his blood sugar levels were continuing to stay high where they were happy.
I was discharged on Monday evening but earlier on monday they had ran a bilibrium test (jaundace) on him and his levels were at a higher level than they would have liked but still in a safe zone so they decided to keep him yet another day so he could get an awesome little suntan under the bili-lite.
FINALLY on tuesday afternoon he was discharged with absolutly nothing wrong with him and we got to go home!!!!!!It is absolutly amazing, i never know how fulfilling having a kid is even though we started out in not a good situation. It just makes me treasure him that much more and I am truely thankfull and blessed that everything has turned out so good and I have a little man at home to love as much as I possibly can.
