Since I am just starting this blog, I guess I should give some background on how we actually came to find out about Mateo's condition.
I had a really rough pregnancy. I found out August of '07 that I was pregnant and by the beginning of September, I had such bad "morning" sickness I could hardly pick myself up off the couch. I use "morning" very loosely because it lasted all day, every day, for 5 months. I lost 30lbs in the first month alone and was hospitalized in the first week of October because I couldn't keep food or liquid (not even water) in my stomach. By December, I was still vomiting, but nearly as much and by the end of January..I could eat normal again. In fact I gained 17 pounds in 2 weeks once I was able to begin eating again.
My water broke at 3am on Tuesday, April 29th, 2008 and my husband and I got to the hospital around 5am. We weren't in a hurry...didn't feel the need to be since I wasn't even having any contractions.
The doctor wanted to start me on petocin, but my childbirth class had put the "fear of pitocin" in me so I refused it, along with all other pain control medications. I was determined to get through this labor as natural as possible. But at that point, I wasn't even in any pain yet. I didn't start to really feel it until around 10am.....and the pain got worse, and worse, and worse. Finally, by 3pm (12 hours of natural labor), the contractions were coming fast and furious.....and I couldn't even move because I was hooked up to monitors that would fall off if I changed positions. So I begged for the epidural. After 12 hours of natural labor and then finding out I was only 5cm and not even 100% effaced, I wanted that epidural.
The anesthiologist came in and after that...I was in heaven. I could finally rest and get some sleep. 5 hours later, time to push. I pushed for 2 hours and that baby was NOT coming out. The doctor came in (he was letting the nurse deliver...grrr) and decided to get the forceps and vaccuum because the baby was stuck. Then he actually took a look and realized that Mateo wasn't going to come out without a c-section. All that work for nothing! I had an emergency c-section...which went really really well.....and I got to see Mateo for the first time. So precious!
The nurses were doing the apgar scores and the pediatric nurse decided they needed to do some additional testing because Mateo wasn't "pinking up" as quickly as he should. I was wheeled back to my room, and 2 hours later, one of the pediatric doctors came up to tell us what was going on. He tried to explain Mateo's condition to us and what exactly it meant...but my mind was pretty much in a fog and I couldn't grasp what he was saying. All I knew was that something was wrong. I was praying it wasn't anything too serious and that it would be very fixable.
They wheeled me down on my bed to the NICU and I got to see Mateo and touch him for the first time. He was attached to so many wires, tubes and monitors..it was so scary. Then they whisked him off in a helicopter to the nearest Children's Hospital and I didn't see him again until a few days later after I was discharged. Needless to say....things got complicated from that point on.
I had a really rough pregnancy. I found out August of '07 that I was pregnant and by the beginning of September, I had such bad "morning" sickness I could hardly pick myself up off the couch. I use "morning" very loosely because it lasted all day, every day, for 5 months. I lost 30lbs in the first month alone and was hospitalized in the first week of October because I couldn't keep food or liquid (not even water) in my stomach. By December, I was still vomiting, but nearly as much and by the end of January..I could eat normal again. In fact I gained 17 pounds in 2 weeks once I was able to begin eating again.
My water broke at 3am on Tuesday, April 29th, 2008 and my husband and I got to the hospital around 5am. We weren't in a hurry...didn't feel the need to be since I wasn't even having any contractions.
The doctor wanted to start me on petocin, but my childbirth class had put the "fear of pitocin" in me so I refused it, along with all other pain control medications. I was determined to get through this labor as natural as possible. But at that point, I wasn't even in any pain yet. I didn't start to really feel it until around 10am.....and the pain got worse, and worse, and worse. Finally, by 3pm (12 hours of natural labor), the contractions were coming fast and furious.....and I couldn't even move because I was hooked up to monitors that would fall off if I changed positions. So I begged for the epidural. After 12 hours of natural labor and then finding out I was only 5cm and not even 100% effaced, I wanted that epidural.
The anesthiologist came in and after that...I was in heaven. I could finally rest and get some sleep. 5 hours later, time to push. I pushed for 2 hours and that baby was NOT coming out. The doctor came in (he was letting the nurse deliver...grrr) and decided to get the forceps and vaccuum because the baby was stuck. Then he actually took a look and realized that Mateo wasn't going to come out without a c-section. All that work for nothing! I had an emergency c-section...which went really really well.....and I got to see Mateo for the first time. So precious!
The nurses were doing the apgar scores and the pediatric nurse decided they needed to do some additional testing because Mateo wasn't "pinking up" as quickly as he should. I was wheeled back to my room, and 2 hours later, one of the pediatric doctors came up to tell us what was going on. He tried to explain Mateo's condition to us and what exactly it meant...but my mind was pretty much in a fog and I couldn't grasp what he was saying. All I knew was that something was wrong. I was praying it wasn't anything too serious and that it would be very fixable.
They wheeled me down on my bed to the NICU and I got to see Mateo and touch him for the first time. He was attached to so many wires, tubes and monitors..it was so scary. Then they whisked him off in a helicopter to the nearest Children's Hospital and I didn't see him again until a few days later after I was discharged. Needless to say....things got complicated from that point on.
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