Our Little Mister’s birth story is so surreal to us. It feels like it happened long ago and also to someone else…
Since no one has sat down with us to explain exactly the whole story, I will retell it from what we know and what we could piece together (and understand…)
Saturday morning, June 2nd, I woke up at 7am to my water leaking – so we took our time getting around, showering, packing up, and making arrangements for Miss Mylin
We dropped her off at Joel’s parents and headed for the hospital – extremely calm and getting very excited to meet our new child!
We discussed again our plan for a VBAC and what parts of it we would not compromise on and what we would decide was ok as I was going through labor
We checked into the hospital around 10am and I was still at 2 1/2 centimeters (as I was 3 days earlier at my appt.) and was not having regular contractions 😦
One of our first blessings from God that day was that our doctor was on-call all day!
She decided to start me on the lowest dose of pitocin to see if my contractions could become closer together and start to dilate me more
At about 1pm our nurse came in to check me and I both heard and felt my water break!
She said that I was at 4 centimeters but she could feel something else against my cervix besides the baby’s head…
It was either the baby’s umbilical cord, or an arm
one hundred a few more nurses came in to check me and give their opinion (I am in some pain now from all the activity and starting to get nervous…) my doctor comes in and says “This is an emergency”
I knew what that phrase meant.
Because I had not had an epidural, I would have to be put under general anesthesia and Joel would not be allowed in the room for the birth
This is when I started wailing
I looked up at Joel, who had been standing beside holding my hand and wide-eyed throughout this whole ordeal.
We locked eyes for just a second, kissed, and I told him to call our parents right away and then I was gone
What he described seemed like out of a movie…I was wheeled away with a bunch of nurses and my doctor and the door slowly closed and he was left in a huge empty room, all alone (are you crying yet, I AM!)
A nurse had to ride the bed with me to keep the baby’s head and mystery part off of my contracting cervix (yes, this was…interesting…)
I later found out from the time I was declared an ’emergency’ to when Sullivan was born, was less than 15 minutes…I am so thankful to my doctor who got him out in 3 minutes, when the average is 6!
Little Mister came out not breathing.
It took 4 minutes
They intibated him and did other stuff that we still aren’t clear on…and wheeled him to the NICU
In the meantime my husband is instructed to just stand in the hallway and that the baby would pass by so Joel could meet his child
As he’s standing their a nurse comes up beside him and says “He’s a big boy!”
My husband turns to her and shocked, thinks, “I have a son?!?!”
What a way to find out!
Joel got to stick his hand into the little ‘box’ that Sullivan was in and sort of touch him (I can’t imagine how alone and out of control my main man felt)
Then he went out to wait with our parents and Little Miss while they finished my operation
Apparently in these emergency situations they don’t always have time to count their instruments and utensils beforehand – so they have to do an x-ray afterwords to make sure nothing is left in the patient
The first x-ray showed a tube (or something) in the picture, making them unable to decipher if I was all clear
So they repositioned everything and took another one, and low and behold that ‘thing’ was still there!
So they reopened my incision and removed a surgical sponge, took another x-ray that was clear, and finished closing me up
I woke up about 4:30 and had been told by someone that I had a son and then Joel appeared at my side
I barely remember any part of them explaining what happened to Sully, but I do remember crying pretty much the rest of Saturday
I was able to be wheeled into the NICU to meet him
And this is my favorite part of the story:
The rest of the night was filled with learning and understanding about his situation which was that the umbilical cord was coming out before his head which meant my contractions and the pressure of his head were cutting off all the oxygen and blood to his precious little body
After our parents and Mylin left we refocus all of our attention on our new son (whom at this point we may or may not have named yet…)
Our boy was a thriver and a surviver!
Thank you, all of our family and friends, that prayed for us during those few scary and complicated days of the beginning of Sullivan’s life – we are so appreciative of your encouragement, listening ears in the middle of the night, and reassurance in God’s goodness