Yesterday after lunch I started feeling nauseous and light-headed. My mom was visiting me, so I had her take my blood pressure (after no one answered my call light about it). It was fine, so I decided to take a rest. After dinner I threw up my lunch and dinner (TMI, I know). I continued to feel sick like I had eaten something bad or caught a bug, but I just went to sleep.
I woke up sometime in the night and threw up again. Along with that came bleeding. After waiting about 20 min. to see if it would continue (which it did), the decision was made to throw my little girl a birthday party. I called Ben and he came right over. I was quite scared, but I had a really awesome nurse who put me at ease. I felt relieved that all the worrying about bleeding and abruption was about to come to an end.
The first several minutes in the O.R. were MISERABLE! I felt nauseous and hot and anxious. I swear I was about to have an anxiety attack! The anesthesiologist resident sat me on the table and placed my spinal. It felt like it took forever. Then they layed me down and tilted the bed down backwards (with my head down) to spread the medicine. I then started feeling like I couldn't breath on top of everything else. He kept pinching me an saying "Can you feel this?" over and over again. I finally said "I don't know! I need some oxygen!" They finally let Ben come back and that helped out a lot. I soon got numb and comfertable (sort of) and felt like I could breath again.
The nasal cannula had a wierd piece that went in front of my mouth to monitor my breathing. It was really wierd.
Here is Ben all ready to go. I kept asking him to look at me instead of watching the surgery, because it was making me nervous. He is so interested in stuff like that! Most dads don't want anything to do with watching!

After tons of pulling and prodding and pressure (they aren't kidding when they say "lots of pressure"... it felt my sternum was getting crushed!) she finally came out! She was born at 2:22 on 2/22/10. I thought that was funny. She was crying a lot, which is always a relief.

Our friend and neighbor, Andy, is a NICU fellow. I was SO happy he was the one attending my delivery. I knew she was in good hands. When he brought her over to say hi to me, I couldn't believe how tiny she was! We found out later she weighed 5 lbs. 1 ounce. She was grunting in my ear, so I knew she was headed to get some CPAP.

Here is a picture to show off Ben's outfit to the boys.
It took a LONG time to stitch me up! They had a hard time getting her head out and had an extra cut in my uterus. The resident had a hard time stitching it up, so the attending had to do it over agian to stop the bleeding. Then the residents stitched me up layer by layer in what seemed like slow motion. Thankfully it wasn't really uncomfortable. I was REALLY happy when they finally told me they were done and slid me back to my regular bed.
Here is one more shot of Ben't hot outfit. I like it without the mask.
Ben went to visit our sweet baby girl in the NICU. She's on CPAP on room air and getting some IV fluids. She's doing well. I can't wait for my legs to defrost so I can go see her!