This is Leonards birth story. If you wish,to read this continue one. I wrote this trying to remember everything that was going on that day amongst the chaos.
Read on if you wanna know how we progressed through the process of his birth.
On Thanksgiving we started to have contractions around the time dinner was served. This happened for about 2 hours then stopped. I was thankful but disappointed at the same time. We finished our Thanksgiving dinner and we're home at around 7pm that night. I was so exhausted from the day I decided to go straight to bed. The contractions began again around 9pm and we're steady. By midnight I was miserable in so much pain I was thankful to have a friend up and chatting with me in between contractions(thanks Kayce). By 2 am on Friday the 27th they were consistent and 20 mins apart. By 3pm I wanted to tap out and be done with the pain. At 4 am in the morning I was fed up and trying to wake Russ up. He wasn't moving. 4:46 I told my friend if Russ didn't budge I was going to leave without him. That point russ woke up. I grabbed the diaper bag we had prepacked, also my breast pump and my overnight bag that was ready from Wednesday when I had hoped my ob would have just done the surgery. We all hopped in the car as I was trying to find a sitter for my daughter I called my dad thankfully he woke up cause I also texted my mom and sister to see if anyone was up. I knew my parents had enough of lucys stuff I knew dropping her off with them I wouldn't need to pack anything. Makes for situations like this much easier.
6am I was in the labor and delivery ward of community medical hospital all hooked up to their machines and waiting for already planned c-sections. They called my ob Dr Harvey but unfortunately he was already on his way out of town on a hunting trip we had already known about. His partner Dr Wyman was in doing a surgery.
The first nurse we saw was brief and we only saw her for a short time due to a shift change. She however confirmed we would be having the baby that day it would just be a while because I wasn't emergent. They had one scheduled and then a second mom was there that was laboring but they were on the fence if we would be second or third in the surgery order. Dr Wyman came in in the morning and introduced himself and told us the plan of what was going to happen. Still having contractions every 2 to 5 mins apart at this point. I could not stay comfortable. When shift change happened we had a new nurse who was very nice and pleasant. She helped to accommodate us as much as she could and frequently checked in on us. By 8am I was hooked up to an iv and was given fluids. This helped because I couldn't eat or drink anything due to a surgery happening. The fluids made it helpful for me because I was dehydrated. The nurse we were switched to was just about to put the iv in but I explained how much we I was poked last time with Lucy she decided to get the anesthesiologist(Wendy) to help or they were going to get an ultrasound from the er to put on in either way they poked me 3 times and finally got the iv in my forearm. I requested this option then her idea of doing it in my elbow.
From that point on it was a waiting game. It was at about 8 or 9 am when Dr Wyman was done and we were waiting for confirmation to tell us if we were second or third. This did not take long. By 10 we were told we were third and that the other dr was on his way to do the surgery for this patient. I was disappointed, I was still contracting and miserable. From then till about noon we waited. Watched tv, played cards, got up walked around, dozed off (not long due to either a nurse to interrupt or a contraction). By noon we were preparing for surgery, they gave me iv antibiotic doses, and that nasty shot you have to take before surgery that is just the worst tasting thing in the world. I was getting anxious for what was going to happen in the surgery room. I kept remembering what had happened during Lucy's surgery and didn't want a repeat of this. We found out when the second nurse was helping prepare tell us that she was not going to follow us into surgery and that the same nurse team that was in the first surgery will help with mine. I was a tad disappointed with this but just wanted to have this day over.
At 1:15 we were walking into the surgery room. (much different then with Lucy's since I was wheeled into the room) The anesthesiologist was there ready to get the spinal in, she explained everything she was doing. As with Lucy's I jumped when the first poke of the numbing stuff went in, I was told to relax, this was very difficult since I was raised up on the surgery bed and my feet were dangling, I did my best.
1:32pm I was all hooked up, the ekg machine hooked up to monitor my heart, and I had a tube around my nose to help me breath. At this point the dr was already to get to the surgery. I reminded the nurse we want the placenta as the surgery progressed. It was helpful to have the anesthesiologist (wendy) there to help calm me and to talk to me. It seemed like the room was way more talkative then when we had Lucy it was so quiet and we had a tall male anesthesiologist.
1:38pm Leonard Patrick Arnold is born and all I could tell Russ was to check and make sure it's a boy. I had to tell them I wanted this confirmation because my niece was supposed to be a boy or so the tech said it was a boy when my sister had her ultrasound in cut bank montana. We had a joke that if it was a girl then Dr Harvey would have gotten some crap for it since he does ultrasounds at every visit. Of course since we joked about that then Dr Wyman as he was stitching me up said and here comes the girl, he joked.
1:47 I was able to see Leon, I was choked up seeing him. Wendy had to remind me to calm down and breath as I was borderline not breathing good. They were able to let me have a few minutes of skin to skin with the baby before we were sent to recovery.
2:45 we were in recovery. At this time I was able to breastfeed, and this is where the nurses pissed me off, because I made sure to let my admitting nurse I want to breastfeed on my own and I did not want any of the nurses to be groping my breasts to help me like they had done with Lucy. She still wanted to make sure he was latches, which I had told he was or I'd had told her he wasn't. We got about 3 or 4 minutes of a good latch. In recovery we had some ice chips and the nurse offered jello which for a girl who had not ate for almost 24 hours took this gladly didn't think it was a problem. When the two nurses that were helping transition me from surgery to recover to my room were ready to move me I threw up the jello. A bit of a hiccup that was quickly fixed.
When we were finally taken to our room we had Lucy with my parents waiting to come see us and the baby. I was so excited to see my baby girl I had her get right up next to me in the bed. We had few visitors that first night. My sister and her children were there I believe I may have seen my brother in laws face pop in but wasn't sure, we also had my aunt and her daughter come as well. We asked her to grab a few things for us real quick so we would be prepared.
All night I had been dealing with nausea, which was annoying due to the fact I had thought I was through with this after Leon was born.
I went home the following day from the hospital. I was up walking, did a lap around the ward with leon then without while he got some rest and people held him. The one thing we didn't anticipate was having a rib out of place, which was miserable to deal with right after surgery. Thankfully my chiropractor was able to help get it back into place and it slowly healed the strained muscles around the bone from being out of place.
