I can't believe its been a week. A week ago today I was terrified beyond words. We barely slept the night before. I cried for most of the drive to the hospital. While I sat in the prep room I calmed down as I saw the doctors, nurses and anesthesiologist getting ready I calmed down a little, but got nervous again as I left Josh and they wheeled me back into the OR.
It seemed like forever that I was in the OR without him, getting the shots to numb me from the waist down. My nurse Josh (whose wife's name is also Angela!) was fabulous, holding onto me while the shots went in. I thought there would only be one, but there were many! I was laid back down and they started to prep me, it was all going so fast that I thought Josh wasn't going to make it back there in time! Just as they were about to make the first incision - Josh was brought into the room and sat down next to me. Everyone knew we didn't know what we were having, so I asked out in the room "Any bets on what it is?" Nurse Josh very confidently said, "Its going to be a boy." Everyone chuckled and the surgery got underway.
The anesthesiologist peeked over the drape and gave us the play by play. "only a few minutes now" "I see a foot" Josh and I stared at each other, tears in our eyes. Josh told me how proud he was of me. "The baby is out" said the anesthesiologist, and nurse Josh said "I was right!" Josh wasn't sure what he was referring to and asked for clarification, and our doctor said "Its a boy!" right as Luke started crying. They gave me a quick peek over the drape before they whisked him away to the warming table. Josh followed and took pictures for us.
After he was a little cleaner, they laid him on my chest for a few brief moments. He was so close to my face, that I couldn't focus on him very well, but I knew he was perfect.
After a few moments of this, the nurses took Luke and Josh away to the nursery while I stayed in the OR and got stitched up the rest of the way. After a few minutes a phone call came into the OR with the official weight - 10 lbs 3 oz! Everyone in the room oohed and ahhed when the nurse read off his weight. Josh was in the room at the other end of the call and the nurse there remarked at how everyone reacted! The Dr remarked that with a baby that big, (not just by weight, but also nearly 23" long and a head 15.5" in diameter!) that I probably would have ended up in the same position even if he had been head down.
I don't feel like I was "cheated" out of a normal birth experience, because my birth plan from the beginning was always "get the baby out," period. But, it is weird. I wrote in a Facebook status update that I was going to be headed to the hospital to "get a baby handed to me" and thats basically what happened, and I couldn't be happier! I knew from about 5-6 months that I was going to end up getting a c-section. His head was in the same spot from the moment I could feel him from the outside, and *never* moved. He likes his head rubbed, and I have to wonder if it reminds him of me rubbing it from the outside. :)
Josh and I stayed in the hospital together for three nights. It was so nice to hang out as a family, and be taken care of for a few days before heading back to the real world.
We're home now - thank you so much to everyone for the kind words, flowers, gifts - everyone has been so wonderful!