The c-section !!! My babies are here !!!

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December 28th, 2013

After my meltdown, the nurse came in and of course witness my crying bits. Asked me if I was ok and tried to make me feel better too.  She was very sweet, but I was nervous and there wasn’t much anyone could do to really calm me down.

It was go time. The nurse told me to walk to the O.R. (which was very different than my first section, as with my son, I was wheeled into the operating room). As I walked back, right in front of the first doors, I saw my surgeon and 3 different nurses.

Dr.Esguerra asked me if I liked music and what type. I told him that I did and anything calming would be great. The staff started laughing and told him to make sure it was calming………I guess that wasn’t his style. LOL

I walked into that beautiful, cold O.R. My nurse explained to me where I needed to go and what was about to happen. Dr. Shaffer was there already. She explained to me in details what I needed to do.

The spinal is different than the epidural as there isn’t a line that stays on your back (as it does with the epidural). It’s one shot. She coached me to as soon as she tells me that the needle is out that I needed to help them move my legs up and into the bed and lay flat so the “block” could occur (the block is the area where your body goes numb, so from chest down)

The spinal wasn’t too bad but at the same time it was not a walk in the park. She had to try a couple of spots before she got the right place. I tried my best to push my back out but I just couldn’t be of much help there.

Once she told me that the needle was out, I tried to move my leg. Man she wasn’t kidding. The right leg went up fine, but the left leg was a struggle. I laid down and she stayed by my ears asking me questions. I was feeling fine for a minute or two, but then my shoulders started to hurt BAD. As if my joints were out of place or something.

The anesthesiologist kept talking to me the entire time and she periodically would ask me to squeeze her hands as she did warn and request of me to let her know if my arms went numb or tingling.

Suddenly I felt VERY tired. I was pretty aware of what was going on but I just couldn’t help myself. My words were slurred and I was very very sleepy. Of course the anesthesiologist was very aware of what was going on.
I could hear her telling the doctor how low my heart rate was and how low my blood pressure was.
She kept asking me questions and I tried to answer as much as I could, I could hear myself slurring my words but I couldn’t bring myself to speak normal, it just didn’t work.

Then I got smacked a couple of times. You know what I mean, she had her hands around my face and smacked me a couple of times and said those words that you see in movies “stay with me” !!
Then she called to the doctor saying that she was going to give me some meds to reverse the effect of whatever drug she gave me.

It wasn’t until I was able to talk without slurring my words that they brought Tom into the O.R.

It didn’t take long as when I walked into the O.R. exactly at 1pm.

Tom came in, sat by my side. The anesthesiologist was AWESOME. She narrated the entire thing for me.
It was clear that Tom was nervous, he didn’t look very often but I know he did.

The doctor was also letting me know what he was doing. Then, Dr.Shaffer said, “ok, he’s ready to bring them out”. The doctor said, here she is……..

Suddenly I heard the most BEAUTIFUL scream in the world.

At 1:31pm Izabella Marcondes Bocianski was born and she made sure to let everyone in the hospital know that she made her entrance. They had her NICU team on the outside/post partum area, just so the O.R. wouldn’t be so crowded. They moved her there right away and the entire time we could all hear her.

Meet Izabella !!!

Meet Izabella !!!

Then the doctor said he was going in for baby B. It felt like a long time, but of course it wasn’t.
Again, Dr.Shaffer was narrating everything that was going on and when it was time she said “here she comes!”

At 1:34pm Maya Ellena was born. The problem was that I didn’t hear a single peep out of her.
Of course, I was frantic. I kept looking at Tom asking him if she was ok. He looked over to where she was but wouldn’t say anything to me. Then he looked down to the floor (not sure if he even remember that), I was getting so freaked out.

Meet Maya Ellena

Meet Maya Ellena

Of course, Dr.Shaffer came to the rescue. She started telling me everything that was going on. She explained that Maya was a little shocked and needed a little bit of oxygen and they had a mask over her face and that’s why I wasn’t hearing her, but that she was ok and she was making noises.

They brought in an incubator type of thing to transport her. The nurses came in and told Tom that he could go see them if he wanted and of course he went. He came back to tell me that they were both ok.

Then this magical nurse brought in one of my daughters for me to see. Tom tried to position himself to take a picture of us, and this magical nurse took some pictures. Then my amazing Dr.Shaffer said,  “no, no, let’s do it this way”.
She whisked Izabella from Tom’s arms and brought her to my face so I could smell her and kiss on her.

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She then positioned her just right so we could take a picture of her with me. It was magical and I thank them both SO MUCH for that moment. Then of course, both babies needed to go to get evaluated as I got stitched up together.

Mommy giving Bella some love

Mommy giving Bella some love

After it was all done, I sat in post-partum for about 2 hours.  That’s when the unfortunate shakes started. Ugh I hate that part. You just can’t control it and your body starts shaking.

Loving on my baby

Loving on my baby

After the 2 hours was up, my amazing nurse wheeled me into the NICU so I could see my babies. There they were, just BEAUTIFUL. I got to touch them (barely as I was still very  numb and in my bed). I spent a little time with them, and then I was taken to my room.

That’s when I first asked for some pain meds. I hate the assessment part of the deal, as they push on your recent cut and sewed back uterus multiple times and it hurts like HELL.

My nurses were amazing. If I remember correctly my labor nurse’s name was Jessica and my post-partum nurse’s name was Jess. LOVED THEM.!

Last L&D visit……..babies here we come

Hello Everyone, I’m so sorry that I haven’t updated since I was 27 wks pregnant. That is a long time ago. so so sorry.

Well, my girls have arrived and I thought that I would write down their birth story as much as I can remember. Here it goes:

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Last Pregnant Picture !

December 27th, 2013.

We had a great Christmas holiday and everything was going just fine with our pregnancy. I had been getting more and more Braxston Hicks contractions and my doctor was aware of it. For me it was a new experience as I did not have any with my son.

On the 27th, I noticed that I was getting them more and more frequently. At nighttime they were pretty uncomfortable and they were about 5 minutes apart. I made sure to let Tom know about it, drank tons of water, and I mean tons of it and went to bed early.

December 28th, 2013

I woke up pretty often throughout the night just feeling very uncomfortable. Finally at 6am, I decided to count the contraction and time them (thanks to my fun iphone app). I confirmed that they were 5 minutes apart and I had plenty of them within the hour. I woke Tom up and we decided that it was time for us to head to L&D just in case.  Grandma stayed home with our handsome boy, and we made sure that we had everything packed in our car.

On our way over there, I made sure to count my contractions. From our home to the hospital, it’s a 45 minutes drive and by the time I got there I had a total of 16 contractions, which meant that they were now every 3 minutes instead of 5. We arrived at the hospital at around 8am or so. They hooked me up to everything and the girls were doing great. My doctor was out of town and we had Dr.Esguerra, and i quickly found out what a sweet man he was. He kept calling me sweetie but not in a weird, but a very relaxing and calming way. He checked my cervix and I was dilated 1cm, zero effaced and a -3 stage. which  meant that nothing was really going on besides my contractions.

They gave me some IV fluids to see if I was dehydrated and maybe that would calm down my contractions but that didn’t work. The next step was giving me a shot of terbutaline. I took that, which made my heart race quite a bit and then we waited for about 1 hr. The entire time the girls were hooked to the machine and everything was going well with them.

The doctor came back within the hour, I was still not dilated but my contractions were still happening every 3 minutes. He then said to me, well dear, it’s not stopping now is it? I don’t want to send you home and you keep contracting and risk your previous scar from tearing. So I think that the best plan is to have these babies today.

Of course, I’m up for anything that is safe for my babies. He explained that the anesthesiologist would be coming in to talk to me, and then the nurses would prep me and take me into the O.R.

Everything happened very quickly. I got up to use the restroom and made some calls to let my mom and other people know that our princesses were arriving that day.
The nurse came in with these wet pads that were rather thick and a paper with instructions on how to clean myself. I have to say that it was quite interesting to do that.

I cleaned myself as I talked to my mother on the phone. She was a little bit freaked out when I told her the news and wasn’t sure what to do. I told her to just stay put and wait and see what happens after the section.

The anesthesiologist came in, her name was Dr.Shaffer. She was this sweet petite lady and she was the nicest person ever. She explained in detail what was going to happen, checked on my back and asked if I had any questions. I asked my questions and she said, “well, I’ll see you at around 1pm”

After we were all “ready” and clean I sat there with Tom. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks and I just started bawling.

I was so freaking scared. I’m not sure exactly what I was scared of the most………but I was so so scared. I won’t lie, my subconscious new when I left the house that my babies were arriving that day, BUT, I still wasn’t mentally prepared for it. I was afraid that they weren’t ready. that my body failed me and that they would spend an eternity in the NICU and I was so sad and scared.

Of course my incredible husband was right there beside me to calm me down. He is incredible and I don’t know how he does it, but he is so capable of calming me down and giving me the sense of security and that everything is going to be ok.

To be continued…….