Baby Morgan arrived on Tuesday, March 6 at 12:23pm! We weren't expecting him so soon - he was 3 1/2 weeks early!
Long story short, Monday night after dinner I had a pretty bad headache, and noticed that my vision was kind of blurry - all signs that my blood pressure was high. So, for about an hour and a half, I took my blood pressure, and it kept getting worse. By the time I finally decided to call the doctor's office, it was 184/104. They told me to go ahead and come down to the hospital again (I just spent the night there last week). This time, I was prepared - I packed extra clothes and some snacks so I didn't get stuck having to wear my hospital gown the whole time and would have plenty of food to eat (I was starving last time).
Once I arrived at the hospital, they told me they would monitor me overnight, just like last time. My assumption was that everything would be fine, and they would send me home the next day. Hubby, on the other hand, had a funny feeling that we wouldn't be coming home without a baby. I thought he was nuts!
So, everything was looking good Tuesday morning, my blood pressure had gone down, and we were just waiting on some lab work to come back. As a precaution, they rolled me down to get an ultrasound. Last week everything looked great, so I had no doubt in my mind that everything would be the same. To my surprise, after the tech finished with the ultrasound, the doctor came in to look at everything. He informed me that my fluids were low, and that the baby hadn't really grown in the past week. That, combined with my high BP, and potential preclampsia - he told me his recommendation was to go ahead and take the baby out.
Whoa - what?!? "Like in a few days...next week?", I asked.
"Or today" he said. "I am going to call your OB and we'll come up with a plan".
I was floored - this was really happening. My baby boy was 3 1/2 weeks early, almost full term, but I was still a little scared. About an hour went by, and I was waiting for the doc to come in and give me the plan. Instead my nurse came in and took some blood. Then she said, "So, you're getting a C-Section? They told me to start prepping you."
WHAT??? "Prepping me?" I asked.
"Yes" she said, "You're having a C-Section at noon". NOON!!
"Like 2 1/2 hours from now noon?" holy moly. I needed to call hubby! He had gone home late the night before and he was going to have to book it down to the hospital. I needed him to hold my hand during the epidural!!
Hubby made it, and before I knew it they were wheeling me down to surgery. Everything went well, and once I heard that tiny little cry, I knew the baby was ok. He was so small - only 5lbs, 9oz. Almost a full three pounds less than Addie had been.
He is doing great, and we are all so in love with him. We finally get to go home tomorrow - can't wait!!
Here are some pics of the family. I will post more once we get home and I can edit them. YAY! Baby Morgan is here!!!
I won't be able to post my Friday I'm In Love favorites tomorrow. I will be enjoying my new love instead!!