For everyone who wanted to know the story, (Sorry it took me So long to put it up)
This is his story...
Due Date: May 8th, 2012 Instead he came 2 1/2 weeks early.
Friday, April 20th 2012: I had an ultrasound appointment to measure this little one, making sure he's not too big due to my Gestational Diabetes. The tech was Really nice and took all of the measurements and left to see the Radiologist. He came back and was told to take pics of my bladder. Then he left again, only to come back and re-take some pics. He left again. This time while I was waiting he had left the screen up with all the measurements. I was trying to figure it out as he was taking pictures, but this helped. When he came back this last time he said he had contacted my Dr, which ended up being the On-Call Dr, and talked to him about my pictures. The baby was measuring Small. He didn't tell me how small, but from what I saw on the screen: 1 measurement said he was 36 wks, 3 others said, 35 wks and the last 2 were measuring at 34 weeks.
Well, I left and the tech told me the On-Call Dr. would probably call me. I wasn't too worried about his weight. Conner was overdue and he was still a decent size. And I know that the ultrasound measurements could be off by a lb or 2. I just figured if that was the worst news I could get, then I wasn't worried. This baby still had a couple more weeks to cook and I was grateful that he wasn't too big from my diabetes. And for some reason I just wasn't worried.
I went to pick up Conner at my mom's, and Andrew and I were going to meet up with some friends for dinner. I got to my mom's house and the on-call Dr. called telling me at first what I already knew... the baby was measuring small... in the 10th percent. He said they weren't worried about that unless he was in the 5%, BUT I did have a lot of fluid and he wanted me to go to the hospital to have a non-stress test, just to make sure everything was fine. No Problem. I had Tons of those with Conner I know how those work.
I called Andrew and told him we were going to have to cancel with our friends and that we needed to head over to the hospital for the test. These tests could take anywhere from an hour + depending on how everything looks. I still wasn't worried, but I started having a feeling that we were going to have this baby tonight. I left Conner with my mom, I went home and took a shower, grabbed our hospital bag (just in case), and we drove to the hospital.
They hooked me up to the monitors where they could watch the baby's heart rate and contractions if I had any. Well, I had some contractions and I felt them, but it wasn't any different than the usual. I had even felt a couple painful ones at the ultrasound, but they weren't consistent enough for me to worry about it.
The baby's heart rate was looking good, but my contractions were getting worse. They gave me fluid to see if that would help and it didn't. The nurse had checked my dilation & it was about a 1. Later the Dr wanted her to check again & if I wasn't dilating then to send me home. The nurse didn't feel real comfortable with that, but checked me anyway. Still a 1 but easier to get to. She asked me if I felt like I needed an epidural for my pain. No. I wasn't in that much pain. She then asked how I would feel if she sent me home... I told her if I was at home, I would debate on coming in. She left to talk to the Dr. When she came back she said, "We're going to prep you and get you ready to have a baby. Dr. Wheeler (the on-call Dr) is on his way now to do the C-Section and he'll be here in about 30 min." Basically, I was contracting about every 2-5 min. and they were getting worse and more painful with each one.
It was kind of a shock to hear the news. Somehow deep down I had the feeling our little boy would come that night, but once the nurse said it out loud, FEARS over-flooded my whole body! Now I WAS worried about the baby's weight; about the Gestational Diabetes; about his lungs and if they would be developed enough; if he would have to be in the NICU; About taking on 2 kids and having another C-Section. The questions and concerns seemed endless. I think Andrew saw it on my face, because soon after he asked the nurse if we could have some time together for a moment. The moment the nurse left he asked me if I would like a Priesthood Blessing. Yes please!! He knew exactly what I wanted and needed! After the blessing I felt Peace overcome my body and I was reassured that everything would be alright.
Dr. Wheeler came in and introduced himself to us and gave us a quick run down of what to expect in the next couple hours. I asked him about some of my concerns and his reply was, "If your baby is measuring small and there is a lot of fluid in there, then the placenta is Not doing its job. Whether you have your baby tonight or in 2 weeks it won't make a difference." With that said, I felt another sense of Peace.
Shortly after I was prepped and ready to have another C-Section (Which by the way I had just decided a day or 2 before, rather than trying for a VBAC). As I lay there in the surgery room waiting to hear my little boy cry for the first time, it hit me... I CAN'T BREATHE!! It took everything I had to get air in my lungs, and fill them up with oxygen. The anesthesiologist was still by head when I told him I couldn't breathe, but I had already known that this was going to happen. The anesthesiologist had told me this would happen. He had said that once the spinal block kicks in, it was going to feel like I had an elephant sitting on my chest. I remember now that I was a little confused because I didn't feel that way with Conner. (It wasn't until a week or 2 later I found out it was because I had an epidural with Conner, not a Spinal block. It was still the Scariest feeling I have ever had! I was trying Soooo hard to get what felt like Any air into my lungs so that I could breathe. I later asked Andrew if it looked like I couldn't breathe, and he said no. Weird.
Well, Tyson came and everything was Perfect! He was healthy and strong and Handsome and Good sized! Not too small and Not too big! He had a little bit of jaundice, but nothing to worry about! For being 2 1/2 weeks early He was 6 lbs 8 oz and healthy. We have been blessed!! :0)
And that is our little Tyson's story!! We Love him and he is the Perfect addition to our family!!
I called Andrew and told him we were going to have to cancel with our friends and that we needed to head over to the hospital for the test. These tests could take anywhere from an hour + depending on how everything looks. I still wasn't worried, but I started having a feeling that we were going to have this baby tonight. I left Conner with my mom, I went home and took a shower, grabbed our hospital bag (just in case), and we drove to the hospital.
They hooked me up to the monitors where they could watch the baby's heart rate and contractions if I had any. Well, I had some contractions and I felt them, but it wasn't any different than the usual. I had even felt a couple painful ones at the ultrasound, but they weren't consistent enough for me to worry about it.
The baby's heart rate was looking good, but my contractions were getting worse. They gave me fluid to see if that would help and it didn't. The nurse had checked my dilation & it was about a 1. Later the Dr wanted her to check again & if I wasn't dilating then to send me home. The nurse didn't feel real comfortable with that, but checked me anyway. Still a 1 but easier to get to. She asked me if I felt like I needed an epidural for my pain. No. I wasn't in that much pain. She then asked how I would feel if she sent me home... I told her if I was at home, I would debate on coming in. She left to talk to the Dr. When she came back she said, "We're going to prep you and get you ready to have a baby. Dr. Wheeler (the on-call Dr) is on his way now to do the C-Section and he'll be here in about 30 min." Basically, I was contracting about every 2-5 min. and they were getting worse and more painful with each one.
It was kind of a shock to hear the news. Somehow deep down I had the feeling our little boy would come that night, but once the nurse said it out loud, FEARS over-flooded my whole body! Now I WAS worried about the baby's weight; about the Gestational Diabetes; about his lungs and if they would be developed enough; if he would have to be in the NICU; About taking on 2 kids and having another C-Section. The questions and concerns seemed endless. I think Andrew saw it on my face, because soon after he asked the nurse if we could have some time together for a moment. The moment the nurse left he asked me if I would like a Priesthood Blessing. Yes please!! He knew exactly what I wanted and needed! After the blessing I felt Peace overcome my body and I was reassured that everything would be alright.
Dr. Wheeler came in and introduced himself to us and gave us a quick run down of what to expect in the next couple hours. I asked him about some of my concerns and his reply was, "If your baby is measuring small and there is a lot of fluid in there, then the placenta is Not doing its job. Whether you have your baby tonight or in 2 weeks it won't make a difference." With that said, I felt another sense of Peace.
Shortly after I was prepped and ready to have another C-Section (Which by the way I had just decided a day or 2 before, rather than trying for a VBAC). As I lay there in the surgery room waiting to hear my little boy cry for the first time, it hit me... I CAN'T BREATHE!! It took everything I had to get air in my lungs, and fill them up with oxygen. The anesthesiologist was still by head when I told him I couldn't breathe, but I had already known that this was going to happen. The anesthesiologist had told me this would happen. He had said that once the spinal block kicks in, it was going to feel like I had an elephant sitting on my chest. I remember now that I was a little confused because I didn't feel that way with Conner. (It wasn't until a week or 2 later I found out it was because I had an epidural with Conner, not a Spinal block. It was still the Scariest feeling I have ever had! I was trying Soooo hard to get what felt like Any air into my lungs so that I could breathe. I later asked Andrew if it looked like I couldn't breathe, and he said no. Weird.
Well, Tyson came and everything was Perfect! He was healthy and strong and Handsome and Good sized! Not too small and Not too big! He had a little bit of jaundice, but nothing to worry about! For being 2 1/2 weeks early He was 6 lbs 8 oz and healthy. We have been blessed!! :0)
And that is our little Tyson's story!! We Love him and he is the Perfect addition to our family!!
2 comments:
Congratulations guys! What a beautiful boy! I can't imagine everything happening at once like that, thank goodness for blessings. I hope you guys are doing great enjoying those sweet boys!
love,
Jill and Rob Tobler
I am in tears, what a crazy adventure and I am so glad that everything turned out wonderfully. Enjoy those boys of yours. We will be having our 3rd boy in 2 months! lots of fun!
xoxo
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