One Year Ago Today
Mar. 27th, 2008 11:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bloodsong1I woke up in a birthing room and was informed that if my Wog was still upside down for a fetus, I would be having a C-section. I had been in labor since March 23 (my birthday), run the gamut of magnesium drips (oh dear gods) and had passed that critical 34 week mark. All the steroid shots had been given, so I was clear.
By 11:30, Dr. Elle was wheeling in the portable ultrasound. Wog, sure enough, was happy as a little clam with her head tucked up slightly to the left and under my ribs. A cock-eyed breech.
By 12:15, I was in the operating room, getting the dreaded epidural and being teased for insisting on being wheeled into the OR instead of walking.
By 12:20, I was crucified on the table and they were starting.
By 12:23, I had a beautiful baby daughter. Wolf, sticking with me the whole time, managed to NOT look at vivisected me until after he had checked on the baby girl. His report was that my abdomen looked like a raw chicken being quartered.
I passed out right about here, after being given another shot of anesthetic for my uncontrolled shaking. Woke up in a warm air blanket that made me look like a cannoli. (Wolf has the pic to prove it)
I was sent to the recovery room, got switched around, and loved my morphine until it was gone.
Rebecca Anne, My Cuteness, you are now one year old (or will be in a few hours) Blessed Be, Becca-chan.
By 11:30, Dr. Elle was wheeling in the portable ultrasound. Wog, sure enough, was happy as a little clam with her head tucked up slightly to the left and under my ribs. A cock-eyed breech.
By 12:15, I was in the operating room, getting the dreaded epidural and being teased for insisting on being wheeled into the OR instead of walking.
By 12:20, I was crucified on the table and they were starting.
By 12:23, I had a beautiful baby daughter. Wolf, sticking with me the whole time, managed to NOT look at vivisected me until after he had checked on the baby girl. His report was that my abdomen looked like a raw chicken being quartered.
I passed out right about here, after being given another shot of anesthetic for my uncontrolled shaking. Woke up in a warm air blanket that made me look like a cannoli. (Wolf has the pic to prove it)
I was sent to the recovery room, got switched around, and loved my morphine until it was gone.
Rebecca Anne, My Cuteness, you are now one year old (or will be in a few hours) Blessed Be, Becca-chan.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY BECCA!
Date: 2008-03-27 05:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-27 05:13 pm (UTC)My answer: Childbirth. Bitch, no. D=
Good lord, I admire the women who can even look at a man straight after having a child. There's no way I'd be able to do that. Xd
Happy birthday, Becca, and may your mother not hold your birth against you for all eternity. =d
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Date: 2008-03-27 06:28 pm (UTC)Then again, for about 5 years prior to that, my periods had been on par with labor pain, so I was laughing until 10something that January 20th.
Markl was born at 12:45.
I's a tough chick.
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Date: 2008-03-27 08:51 pm (UTC)I love telling people the story about the adorable little baby girl who spit up on my leg before I handed her back to her parents. :P
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Date: 2008-03-28 12:07 am (UTC)