This isn’t for the faint of heart and some details are fuzzy but here is what happened on Tuesday as best I can remember.
So Tuesday morning I woke up feeling fine. I was still bleeding a good amount so the nurses were stuck weighing my pads but initially there was no concern, just monitoring. Natalie looked great at her 6am monitoring. I had breakfast around 8ish. Still, nothing odd. Somewhere around 8:30ish my bleeding picked up and my doctor decided my risk for delivery had gone up a bit due to the increased bleeding so they gave me round 1 of the Beta shot (the steroid shot that helps with lung development). The hope was that I would stay pregnant and it would be precautionary. It’s a 2 round shot so I was able to get the first round.
Even with the bleeding and shot, I was still cleared to have breakfast. At around 9:30ish I started having mild contractions. By 10am the contractions were starting to get more painful and I realized they were actual contractions and that it wasn’t round ligament pain. I told my wonderful nurse Brittany and she hooked me back on to the monitors. At this point, Natalie still looks great and contractions weren’t showing up on the monitors.
This is when things started to happen quickly and the details get a bit fuzzy. I know at some point I was hooked up to IV fluids. I also know I threw up my whole breakfast and then passed out for a bit. I’m not sure how long I was unconscious for, I get the impression it was short, however I remember vaguely having a dream and being very confused when I came too again that I was in the hospital. The contractions picked up in intensity and by 10:30/10:45am the doctors decided baby was coming out. I texted Ben, and I think I called him. I also texted our amazing friend Bri so that she could take Patrick home from daycare while we were having a baby. While we waited for Ben, anesthesia came down as did a nurse from NICU to go over the plan and answer any questions. I think Ben made it to the hospital by 11ish. Once he made it to the hospital they quickly moved me from a bed onto a gurney and wheeled me to the OR.
The ER was full of people. I was so nervous because it took a bit to get the spinal in and with my back surgery, I know our last anesthesiologist for Patrick said they would give it two gos and if it didn’t work, they would have to put me under. This time, getting the spinal took longer than before and that fear that I would be unconscious was there. Luckily, it all worked out.
While they were cutting me open the lab as well as anesthesia were there drawing blood and putting in an extra IV. I literally got poked 6-8 times while delivering Natalie. Luckily, Natalie was stable enough that they held her up for us to see as she came out and Ben was able to walk over and see her as they stitched me up. Once she was all squared away, they also rolled her by me as they took her down to the NICU. Ben went with Natalie as they stitched me up and then came back.
I spent two hours in recovery. This is where we found out that my white blood cell count was low which is a sign of infection and this infection kick started my labor. Later that day once I was in my post partum suite, I was told that I did have an infection and that I had almost turned septic and that it was good we delivered Natalie when I did.
It really sucks that we couldn’t make it even one day longer to 28weeks, but it is what it is. She is our little warrior, our miracle babe. We will make another post giving you more info on how Natalie is doing but there is our blurry birth story! ❤️