Rachel was born Tuesday, December 20, 2011 at 9:13 am. My c-section was scheduled at 7 am, but my doctor was called away to an emergency c-section for another patient. And that delivery was followed by another. My attitude has always been that I would not, could not, and should not complain because next time that emergency could be mine. So, I held tight until it was my turn.
And to be honest, I was a little scared this time
around. This was my third c-section, but
for some reason I felt a little uneasy.
So, the delay was okay with me.
Once I was in the (freezing cold) operating room, they
administered the spinal block and laid me down on the table. I had been fighting a cough for several days
and lying on my back made it much worse.
That morning was no exception.
Within a few minutes, I coughed.
And a few minutes later, I felt just awful. I felt like I was going to pass out but I
could not find the energy to speak, so I couldn’t let anyone know. Thankfully, one of the nurses glanced at me
and saw I was in trouble. She injected
some type of medication into my IV and a few minutes later I was feeling
better. But, I have to tell you those
few minutes in between were by far the worst I have EVER felt. It happened one other time, but I was able to
tell them what was happening before it was too late.
Apparently, my cough made the anaesthesia move up my body
much faster than it should have, which resulted in my blood pressure falling
drastically. The nurses had a hard time
keeping my blood pressure up for several hours after Rachel was born but fortunately,
I didn’t feel any other effects from it once I left the operating room.
All that said, every minute of discomfort was more than worth it. I know all mothers say that, but I really
mean it. And my only advice to moms
facing a c-section – don’t cough!
When Rachel first emerged, the first thing I wanted to know
was if she had hair. I had terrible
heartburn my entire pregnancy and I had dreamed several times that she had lots
of black hair. So, when most mothers
would have asked if there were ten finger and ten toes, I wanted to know if
hair bows were in my future! I was
pleased to hear she did have a little hair as we waited for over a year from Andrew and Megan
to have more than a little peach fuzz.
My recovery in the hospital went well. I did have a problem with my incision not
healing correctly, which I’ve learned is not uncommon with multiple
c-sections. But,
those are not details I care to share online.
And you should really thank me for that!
We brought Rachel home on December 23. Andrew and Megan were happy to see us – and
man was I happy to see them! My mom had
brought them to see me in the hospital the day I delivered, but I had only
talked to them on the phone after that.
Andrew was not happy to see his mommy with IVs, etc. and didn’t really
want to come back to the hospital. I was
okay with that. I didn’t love the idea
of them being in a hospital during cold and flu season anyway.
The transition of our family becoming a ‘party of five’ has
been an easy one. Rachel has been a very good baby from day one. Andrew and Megan loved holding her when she was brand new and have turned into great little helpers.Without further ado, please allow me to introduce you to our newest little blessing...
Rachel Noelle Hoffart
December 20, 2011
9:13 am
7 pounds, 1 ounce
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