Its been 13 days of a new life in the Nunez household. FIN has finally come to see what the world is all about instead of hanging out making me look like basketball swallowing is the newest rage. It all started on Tuesday, September 25th. I went to see the doctor and get a non-stress test to make sure FIN was in good shape, along with my placenta and amniotic fluid. Come to find out, he had a little skip in his heart beat, and the doc suggested we induce immediately. We asked for an hour to run home, get bags, drop off a car, and well get something to eat. At noon, we arrived at the hospital to begin the induction of birth.
The induction is not what I had expected, not that I had expectations, but nonetheless, a catheder bulb was inserted into my cervix to help with dialating, with a small pitocin drip. For the next 4 hours, I just stood around, literally because it hurt to sit on the bulb, waiting for the "ball to drop". When it did, the nurse up'd my pitocin drip, and I made it to about midnight before asking for pain meds. I wouldn't say the rest of the night was a blur, but it was. I hung out with my parents, Francisco, and his parents, waiting to hear that my cervix was dialated enough to start pushing. At 10:30 - 11:00am on September 26th, it was time. Pushing was not what I expected. Keep in mind, I did millions of core crunches in pilates preparing for this moment, pushing was more of a crunch to poo than anything.
After an hour of crunches, FIN was caught on my pubic bone, and the doctor, ever so calmly states, "You can push for another hour, OR, you can push 2 - 3 more times and get him out with the assistance of a vaccum". I stated, "this kid is going to learn to clean early!". He came out with gusto, mostly because of the doctor pulling on his head, and it wasn't till my mom told me to look up and see my baby did I open my eyes and see him for the first time. I cried. He was beautiful.
So the past 13 days have been a blur of tirelessly being at his side, with the calm loving hands, and a warm place for him to rest his head on my chest.
Sure, i'll become nostalgic for work on some days (yet to come), but until then, I'm in love with my new family.
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