So I wrote the story leading up to the big moment but I didn't finish my hospital time up as well as the first couple days at home, so I thought I would do that nowwhile its still fresh in my head, happening less than 6 months ago. I watched them pull Luca out of me. The numbing doc (as I call him) turned the mirror so I could see them take Luca to the warmer. He cried while hey suctioned him on top of me and I began to cry with him so relieved to hear his little wail. Toni stood up beside me looking over there towards the action and I saw her straining to see so I told her to get up and go be with him. She walked over there. When they pulled him out my breathing became a little easier and I wasn't struggling so badly anymore. The poor boy was a little blue due to my lack of o2 and I ended up wearing a toe o2 measurer for 2 of my days in the hospital that would alert the nurses whenever I fell below a certain level. The problem was the damn thing was loud as hell when I did fall below in sleep or whenever else and would wake my hole room up. Back to the delivery room...Luca cried more and more as theygaev him a little o2 himself and warmed, cleaned and assessed him in that area of the room. I watched the hole time. After they were done sewing me up I was transported onto a small bed and wheeled into recovery. Toni and Luca were waiting for me in there only having gone in a few minutes before me. The nurses started pushing the pain meds but I was still numb and said I wanted to wait. Toni had a little talk with Luca and was holding him in a chair when I came in. He was put into my arms and I cried even more. He was so amazing in every way. I began looking him over. Examining his little features and thanking God he was ok and healthy. I got a lecture from the numbing Doc while I was holding my baby. I simply tuned him out. Saying I should have told him there was a paralized vocal cord in my neck blah blah blah. I had my baby and thats all that I cared about. We tried breast feeding but at that point he was as exhausted as I was so we snuggled and waiting for the spinal to wear off.
When it did and I could wiggle my toes I was shipped to my postpardum room where we spent the remainder of our time. The pain kicked in and I took the Diluid offered to me. Toni followed Luca in and out of the nursery for his checkup and first bath and everything else that needed to be done. I caught the hang of breast feeding though it took a while and some good instruction. My milk came in at the hospital and we learned a good bit. Visitors came and we chatted with them. They got to meet the little man. And I got little sleep at all but was so happy to have him here!
The first car ride home was amazing. I was still really sore and Toni drove us slowly home as we contemplated our lives together. The first week took some adjusting and her Mom helped me coming for 8 or so hours a day and just letting me nap and watching him while I took a shower and such. Luca spent a lot of time on the breast. It was where he was most secure and would often comfort nurse at all hours of the day or night.
See future blogs for updates and such....
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