I tried to publish this story while I was still on ML. Obviously I wasn't able to. But better late than never. :p
This is another wordy entry so I will sprinkle his newborn photos throughout the post.
My due date was smack on our anniversary. However, given that I had a C-Section with Fiona, my OB scheduled me for April 15.
I was very atat to give birth though since I was much more uncomfortable with this pregnancy.
I had planned my March calendar very carefully. I intended to finish my deliverables and transitions before the month ended. I aligned WFH for the 1st week of April. I also aligned a published ML start of April 8, even though I will still be working in the background. I thought I was giving myself enough leeway given that I was put on bed rest at 37 weeks last time and that Fiona was born a week later.
But still Niko wouldn't work with my schedule. :p
At 34 weeks (early March), my blood pressure went up so I was given medication. After a week, my blood pressure, while technically within normal range, was still considered high given that I was taking meds. Just to cover all bases, my OB made me undergo a non-stress test. It turned out that I was having frequent strong contractions (which I again didn't feel.. oops :p).
My OB wanted to admit me already to make sure that I wouldn't go into premature labor. But thankfully I was still allowed to go home provided that I would be on strict bed rest and will go straight to the hospital on the earliest signs of labor.
A day before the next week's checkup, I had a bloody mucus discharge and frequent contractions. It being a Sunday, our yaya was on day-off. Good thing Gabs' parents were visiting us so they were able to bring Fiona home with them. Then off we went to the hospital.
At the pre-labor room, my contractions were already close together. Unfortunately, they couldn't reach my OB. As I still haven't reached 37weeks, they injected me with something to relax my uterus. For the next hour, my contractions subsided. As they still haven't gotten hold of my OB, and since I have a scheduled checkup the next day anyway, they finally allowed me to go home.
The next day during my checkup, I again underwent non-stress test. Once again, my contractions were about 5 minutes apart. As I was still a few days short of 37weeks, I was admitted already and was on complete bed rest.
Those few days were most uncomfortable. I barely had any sleep, what with nurses and residents coming in every few hours. Having a huge watermelon for a belly also made it impossible to find a comfortable position. And they wouldn't let me eat on that first day again! Just because my doctor might order a CS anytime!
We were waiting for Thursday, when I would finally reach 37weeks.
Wednesday at 6pm, my OB checked up on me. Her IE revealed increased dilation. Then she noticed that my water bag was already leaking. So she immediately ordered for a stat CS. Good thing I was able to eat right before she came! It was a measly cheese roll, but better than nothing. :p
I was wheeled in the operating room at around 7pm. However, we had to wait for the anesthesiologist for about an hour. It was another hour of huge discomfort as I was already strapped in the operating table and couldn't move. Not to mention, the operating table was barely wide enough to accommodate me.
Finally, they started operating around 8pm. I was more awake this time than with Fiona. Granted, it was 8pm vs 1am. And I came from 3days of bed rest in the hospital vs a full day in the office. :p
I could feel all the tugging within my midsection. I also knew this time that I only had a few minutes to wait before I get to see my baby. The atmosphere was light; my OB and her attendants were merrily chitchatting as if they were having coffee instead of huddling over a bloody mess. :p
Finally, at 8:26pm, Nikolai was pulled out. He cried very heartily as if protesting being forcefully kept in my belly for too long. :p I heard the attendants exclaim at his size. Rightly so. Being technically premature by a few hours, Niko's a big one at 7lbs 2oz. :p
They brought him to me for immediate skin-to-skin contact and to try to latch. My first thought was he looks like Fiona. :p
After I was stitched up again, I was wheeled to the recovery room. I was again less groggy and was bothered by the light and the noise. Niko was brought again to latch.
Back at the room, I tried to get some sleep as I knew sleepless nights were ahead. :p
My recovery was better. I was able to roll side to side with minimal pain. The first time I stood up also wasn't as painful as I was expecting. And I was able to go to the toilet on my own. :p Must be because my nerves in that area are already dead. :p
We roomed in Niko on the second day. Thankfully, I was able to breastfeed him immediately. I wouldn't want him to lose those big cheeks. :p
Our little family. :)