This post covers the 48 hour hospital stay following delivery.
Wednesday June 23, 2010 - Friday June 25, 2010
After a marathon birth, my body was flip flopping back and forth between adrenaline and extreme exhaustion. I was starving, though you would have never known it by looking at me, I looked like I had consumed the grand buffet. I was incredibly sore, ya know, from pushing a miniature human out my who-ha. I could barely get around due to the extreme swelling, it probably would have been easier getting to the bathroom had Kerry just rolled me there. At times I was so delirious I couldn't even focus or marry the thoughts in my head with the words coming out of my mouth. But at the same time, this was the best day of my life. I had finally crossed the finish line.
Tyler was quite the popular little man. He had so many visitors.
A few of the midwives stopped by to visit. Apparently our delivery was well known and followed. The midwife that delivered Tyler said this was a delivery she would never forget. The advice of many of the midwives went into our delivery as they bounced ideas off one another, trying to get this baby out vaginally. I am so incredibly grateful to them. While I had c-section written all over me, they did everything they could to try and give me the delivery I wanted. I would have never gotten away with 33 hrs of labor with my water broken with a regular OB. They were the most sincere and nurturing women I've ever met.
To help with the delivery soreness, they provided stretchy underwear and gigantic pads. On top of the pad was an ice pack, then a layer of Tucks and then a layer of antibiotic foam. Kerry helped me apply this every time I went to the bathroom. We laughed so hard because I had to walk with my feet 3 ft apart because of the bulk it created!
I was curious as to what it looked like down there after delivering a baby. So I got a mirror out and took a look. Not so sure that was the best idea. I yelled; Kerry, you have GOT to come look at this! OMGosh, the bruising, the swelling, the stitches, the hemmies... it looked like a road side bomb had gone off down there. All I could think about was how in the world does this go back to normal? I told my midwife I took a look and she said with a chuckle, oh no, you're not supposed to look down there! As far as my belly, I still looked 6 months pg.
At some point, I got out of bed and all of a sudden I felt a stream of fluid. I went to the bathroom and sure enough, I was just peeing away and had no control over it. This happened a couple more times so I called the nurse. She measured my urine and said that it was a significant amount. She said what was happening was that my body was releasing all the fluid build up into my bladder and it was more than my bladder could contain. She described it as an overinflated balloon that just could not hold anymore and would start leaking due to the pressure. Thank God for the gigantic pads!
Tyler did great. He passed all his tests except he did develop some jaundice. The 1st 24 hrs, he pretty much slept the entire time and never once cried. The only time he did cry was when the nicu nurse came in to get some blood from his heel at 3am. She had to get an entire vial worth so she squeezed his heel for what seemed like an eternity while he screamed bloody murder. It about sent me over the edge, I finally broke into tears and begged her to please stop. I now understand a parent's extreme drive to protect their own. As far as breastfeeding, they had Tyler lick at the nipple right after birth and then I attempted to feed him every 3 hrs, though he could never latch on. The lactation consultants worked with him on his latch. His problem is that he keeps his tongue back instead of putting it over his bottom gums, so he ends up biting/gumming the nipple which is very painful and unproductive. We also tried suck training and nipple shields. They ruled out him being tongue tied. They weren't too concerned as a baby really doesn't have to eat the 1st 24 hrs.
The 2nd 24 hrs we worked more on breastfeeding. I still couldn't get Tyler to latch on properly so we called in the lactation consultants. They spent quite a bit of time helping us and after no success on getting him to latch properly, we resorted to pumping. I guess I was naive to think that breastfeeding would just work. I never expected to have to pump to feed him. I thought I would only pump to stock up on extra. My friends Eden and Kal were visiting during this time and got to witness my first go at pumping. Oh how we laughed hysterically as my nipples were sucked in and out of this machine. I got 1cc of colostrum. We sucked this up into a plastic syringe and fed it to Tyler and repeated every 3 hrs. He loved it!
Released and going home!