Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Pregnancy with Sarah

I can't believe this is the 3rd post already.. And It will be quite an emotional one I am sure. My daughter Sarah from the moment she was conceived has been my little handful.. I remember one night her father and I were tucking in my older son James and James calmly looked up at the corner of his room and pointed and said look baby. Little did we know that 8.5 months later we would have that baby. lol I remember taking the test in the bathroom of our apartment and it coming out positive I just sat and cried. James was 2 and we have already had an ordeal of things happen I wasn't sure I was ready for another one already but at this point its just a buckle up and enjoy the ride. lol 
This pregnancy was WAY different then the pregnancy with James. I felt EVERY little movement from EARLY on.. The morning sickness was about the same, I didn't crave Taco Bell but I did crave Wendy's. 
Sarah was my little gymnists while I was pregnant. She NEVER stopped moving. I was happy that I didn't have to go to the doctor ALL the time like I did with James. This one just felt right. Unfortunately on mother's day while I was pregnant her father and I broke up. So now here I am with a 2 yr old boy, about 5 months pregnant, on mother's day with no where to go. Thankfully there was a shelter up the road a bit that helped pregnant woman.  It was a tough transition but I was a mom and I had to do it. A couple of weeks later I developed what I thought was the most severe case of heartburn in history. I couldn't eat, sleep, sit, stand, breathing was hurting. I finally went to the doctor and found out that my gallbladder had shut down. Unfortunately, no doctor's in my city work on pregnant woman and gallbladders so I was transferred to another hospital two hours away. Thankfully I was still a member of the church I grew up in and they took care of James for me while I had to undergo surgery. This was the first time my son and I spent any time away from each other. 
To say I was scared would be an understatement. Here I am pregnant and I am going in for surgery. And this was an active child. I tend to be a worrier so of course I am thinking of all the horrible outcomes. What if they hurt my baby what if she gets in their way. Thankfully none of that happened. I remember the first day of surgery to remove all the gall stones they rolled me into an x-ray room and laid me on the x-ray table. My mind now is racing. I am pregnant, I am not supposed to have x-ray's while I am pregnant. I hear the dr say give her 10 cc's of something. Im wide awake. Im looking around asking questions.. What's the different meds they have laid one.. The white one I remember as he said he doesn't like giving that one to pregnant women.. THEN WHY HAVE IT OUT?!?!?!  He says again. Go ahead and give her 10 cc's more. Im still awake. They continue to talk to me. At this point my mind is still racing but a haze is taking over.. I hear again give her 10 more. I don't want to be here anymore. Ill live with the dead gall bladder just don't hurt by baby. Then I hear the words that scare me the most. Go ahead and give her 20 cc's of the other. I am OUT! 
I don't know how long I am out for but I remember waking up being tied down. I am choking on something and Im on a hard cold surface.. OhNo. Im still on the x-ray table and they have something down my throat. I start to panic I can hear them telling me to calm down. I am thrashing, gagging, crying, Then I hear go ahead and give her 10 cc's of the other. Im out again.Not sure why I woke up or how long the procedure took. I remember waking up and having people around me. Asking me if I am ok. I was super thirsty and my dad was there. I was happy to see him. Sarah was bouncing all around in my stomach and I hurt I just wanted to sleep. Reality didn't seem like something I was ready for yet. I remember the next day was the surgery to get out the gall bladder. The doctor came and asked me if I had any questions.. I just requested that he make sure I STAYED asleep this time. 
All went well they put me to sleep in the waiting room and I woke up after surgery in the waiting room. But boy oh boy... I had 4 small incisions and Sarah wasn't happy. I remember the dr's and nurses would come into the room and ask me how I was doing and all I wanted was for them to put Sarah to sleep long enough for me to NOT hurt. lol
I healed alright from that. I remember being released from the hospital after 5 days and I was excited to go back home to see James. Little did I know that the church people gathered together and had me stay with another person for a few more days long enough for me to heal a bit before getting my son back. Oh those were the longest days of my life. I remember when I FINALLY got to see James we both just held each other and cried.. Then the first words out of my son's mouth were.. Mom I want Candy With Sugar... (all I gave him when he asked for candy were fruit) lol 
Sarah remained active and I healed up well enough to go back to the shelter. Sarah used my insides as a jungle gym and karate practice. On several occasions getting hands and feet stuck between ribs (ouch). 
Her due date was September 13. Thankfully I had the same Dr I did with James and we worked out a deal. If she kept growing we could induce her 2 weeks early. And thankfully that is what we did. I remember thinking after reading all the mom books I could that the 2nd one comes in half the time so I was thinking ohhh go in at 6 be out by breakfast. Sarah had other plans. On August 30, 2004 at the most horrible hour I arrived at the hospital..  I was in a much better mood and the Dr came in with the pitocin, I wasn't thrilled about this as when I had my son they started my epideral first. I wanted my epidural! But they told me I wasn't dilated enough.So without too much complaint the pitocin was started... 7 hours later after I have scared everyone in the room with me about how I wanted to mutilate a particular body part of my daughter's father they bring in my epidural. After that I was a much happier person to be around. So 12 hours after arriving at the hospital at almost 7 pm I gave birth to my baby girl, SARAH!!!!!

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