Caroline's birthday

I went into the hospital to be induced on January 27,2008 due to high blood pressure. It turned out that I was already progressing so they let me go to sleep and told me we would start the pitocin at 6 am. I decided to try and get some sleep and tried to get Les to as well. This was pretty much impossible, have you ever tried to sleep on a labor and delivery bed? I have never slept on a rock but this is pretty much what I would imagine it to be. They came in around 5 and we got started. This was nothing that I had thought it would be. I had been told the pitocin would be terrible but it never felt like anything more than mild cramps. The Dr. then decided to give me an epi and break my water. I have no idea why I had dreaded that epi for 9 months. Needless to say I made it out to be much worse than it was. I'm sure it was not fun for Les to watch those needles go in my back, but he never let on that he was uncomfortable. I rested for a few hours and Les's Dad and Lucy kept us company.

After a few hours Dr. Garcia decided that Miss Caroline was not going to come on her own and I was prepped for a c-section. Needless to say I was scared to death of a section. They took me to the OR and after a few minutes Les was allowed to come in to the room. We were in the smallest room they had so it was very tight. I was kind of numb from the epi but I could feel everything that was going on. They started and I could feel the scapel. Everything happened very fast from that point. They knocked me out and kicked Les out of the room. I woke up about an hour later in severe pain in the recovery room. I could see the baby but I could not hold her I was in such pain. They moved me to a room and finally found something that eased the pain. I was able to hold the baby after that. My Mom and Aunt Jill were laughing because Caroline and I were making some of the same facial expressions. Caroline came out with my lips but everything else was her Daddy. I was pretty out of it for a good 24 hours, I don't even remember talking to friends that called on the phone that night.

The next day the meanest nurse on the planet came to get me out of bed at 6:30 am! This was one of the hardest things that I have ever done in my life. It hurt like nothing I have felt before. Les helped me the rest of the time that I was in the hospital. I don't know that I could have done it without him! Neither one of us is the most patient person in the world, so I know that he wanted to tell me to just get on with it. He had had even less sleep than I had at this point. He took the best care of me during my whole 2 week recovery process. It is amazing how you forget these things. I never would have thought I would even talk about having another one, but we are. Not soon enough for Les though. They tell me the second c-section is much easier. Let's hope so!!!