I just became a mom recently.
Our baby girl came into the world in May 2024. Ever since then, our lives have changed for the best thing ever. My husband and I are both teachers, so we were able to spend our entire summer break together spending time with our new born and learning how to doing this thing called "Parenthood".
Since I have this outlook I can use, I want to share my new title, "Mom" with who ever reads.
Birth Story Time:
At 33 weeks pregnant, we were informed that our baby girl was Frank Breech, which means she was still head up and feet were sticking straight up. Which this meant, unless she flipped, we would have a schedule c-section. We could have tried to have the doctors try to flip her, however the chances that it would be successful was only 50%. Then if it did not work, we would still have had to resort to a c-section. In my eyes, the statistics was not high enough to try it. Which meant, early as 39 weeks we could have our baby girl here with a c-section.
Now during pregnancy, I was scared and worried in general. I wanted my baby girl to arrive safely and healthy. I was going to do whatever I needed to for her to be here. That meant we did not want her to come naturally or we would have to do an emergency c-section. That meant not triggering labor at all!
The day of our scheduled c-section on a Friday morning at 10 am, we had to get there at 8 am. They rolled me back into the OR room around 10, the most difficult part of the entire c-section was them trying to give me the spinal shot in my back. It felt terrible and the pain from that hurt so bad. Two different people tried to give it to me, they almost went and got a third, thankfully after what it seemed and felted like 10-20 minutes of them trying they were successful. Instantly I did not feel anything. Honestly was the scariest part of the entire time being in the hospital. They helped laid me down flat on the table then called my husband back into the room. The anesthesiologist that tried to give me the spinal the first time was so sweet and nice to take my phone during the entire procedure to take photos. I was so thankful she gave us so many memories to look back on. From the time my husband was able to hold my hand to them wheeling me out of the OR to go to recovery.
Our precious baby girl was born at 10:45 am. They were finished with my stitches by 11:15 and we were on our way to recovery around 11:20. Once we got to recovery, we were able to spend our time with our baby girl. We were parents! That feeling in that room is something I will never forget!
We were in our personal room in two hours. As soon as we got up there, they got me into the bed and I instantly felt like I needed to puke. Now, my entire pregnancy journey, I did not throw up at all. So this feeling was awful to me! Coming off of the anesthesia was a weird feeling, so I threw up twice. Mind you, this is moments before my in laws were able to come see us. Thankfully after throwing up those two times, I felt pretty good! I collected myself with a snack and drink then was ready to spend time with family as they came to visit us.
The day was filled with family coming to see us. We did have a few hiccups during our hospital stay, which I will leave for another post.
Thank you if you read this post, this is honestly for myself to be able to look back on one day. And its a bonus if it helps out any future mamas out there.
So much love for our baby girl and our new family.
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