He was born Thursday December 16, 2010 at 5:48pm. He was 33 weeks 4 days and weighs in at 4lbs 14 oz, 17 inches long. Those are his stats, here's my story.
But everything went well and after a few hours I was feeling pressure, they checked me, I was 10cm, and I got rolled back to the OR. Again, totally clinical!! I had four male doctors down there (it's a teaching hospital so I always had four or five doctors in different phases of their schooling...) and two pregnant nurses by my side, and some doctors from the NICU, and finally Brendan. He said he counted 12 people in the room. So here I am sitting spread eagle in the stirrups having a baby and people kept coming in and out of the OR, the door to the hallway was open, it was definitely not a place for a modest person! With three contractions I pushed that little guy out.
He did great right away. No problems with breathing, he pinked up right away, and he was almost five pounds. I got to have some skin to skin contact before they whisked him away to the NICU, which was more than I thought I'd get, so I was happy.
Once Otis was gone off to the NICU to warm up and get cozy, my fun started. My placenta refused to come down so they had to manually remove it. IT HURT. People pushing down on my uterus, with hands up to my uterus trying to grab it. Oh my god, and did I mention that because I had to lay on my side for Otis' heartbeat my epidural stopped working on one side? And of course that's the side the placenta was on so I felt every single freakin' thing. I'm more sore from that than I am from actually giving birth...Finally they got it to come out, and I got to go back to my room and relax and be totally amazed that I had just given birth to a little boy that I hadn't planned on meeting for six more weeks!
He is doing great. Breathing's good, he gets his bloodwork tomorrow and will probably have to be under the blue lights for jaundice. He has latched on and I got to give him my colostrum I'd pumped, but now there's nothing there. I pump and pump and nothing. Two drops maybe. They tell me it's normal but it's hard to see empty bottles after pumping...Once he gains some weight and learns how to eat properly he can come home. Until then, we visit in the NICU and spend as much time with him as we can.