I swear Dan took the LONGEST way to the hospital! All while talking to his sister on the phone, to tell her the events. Finally I ask him, “DO YOU know where you are going?”! Till this day – every time I drive to that hospital I am reminded of that drive with Dan … and I still wonder why we went the route we did. I think he was clearly in shock! :0)
Once we got to the hospital I get checked in, vitals were taken, a million questions asked, blah, blah, blah! Then the waiting began. Around 1:00pm they started me on Petocin because things were not moving.
My parents, brother, grandparents and a couple of my aunts arrived from Seattle sometime during the afternoon. As the evening went on I was getting irritable – my contractions were getting more intense. The college basketball games were on the TV in my room and it was noisy. I could care less about everything. The nurse came in to check me – since everyone had to leave the room for that – it was a perfect opportunity for me to ask the nurse if she could ask everyone to stay out of the room (sorry family!).
By 9:00 that night my contractions were getting really intense. I couldn’t relax with each contraction. I’ve never been much into self relaxation ~ I had left the option of an epidural open. Didn’t say yes or no in advance … we would just wait and see. However when I realized there was no way in heck I was going to be able to keep my hiney on the bed with each contraction I said – Yes, PLEASE to the epidural! And HELLO – that epidural was the BEST thing ever!!! The doctor came in shortly after that and said, “well it looks like things will continue at this pace on through the night – I’m going to head home and get some rest – I’m just a phone call away”.
About 11:15pm I felt like I had to pee and I felt a burning sensation. When the nurse came in a few minutes later. I told her, “ I think my epidural might be wearing off – I feel like I have to pee and it burns”. She said, “well let’s just take a look (she looks)~ Oh, MY – Don’t push!” I remember things getting really busy really quick, people in and out of the room. The doctor appeared a short while later – and it was time! It took me a while to figure out the whole pushing thing. Somewhere along the process I remember yelling at the doctor, “ Can’t you just PULL HIM OUT!” (I get it now – his head was much larger then the average newborn) … at 12:16 am, March 17th, We were blessed with this:
Caden’s first 24 hours of life were good … Dan had brought the car seat in … I thought we would be going home. But then on Caden’s second day, they took him into the nursery to do a routine check of his vitals … and it was there he decided to STOP breathing! Thank goodness the nurse was able to revive him! I am so thankful I didn't witness that incident! They attributed it to “apnea of prematurity” and started him on caffeine … Hello – I avoided caffeine my whole pregnancy :-)
It was there in that chair in the nursery we spent the next 31 days! I would go home for 8 hours or so at night to sleep and then right back up to the hospital in the morning.
It took Caden a while to learn to suck. He was gavage (tube) fed for his first 28 days! Looking back on that time there are so many “markers” that could have and should have been attributed to Caden’s dwarfism! I wonder if things would have been done differently if they knew he was a little person. In fact I know there were things that SHOULD have been done differently. Someday I may reflect on that in another post ~ But it does no good to dwell on the past! I am just THANKFUL we have this smiling boy today!Happy 2nd Birthday Buddy!