Monday night was kind of "slow and quiet " to be honest. I thought we might do a lot of things together but eventually we ended up just chilling at home and staying close together :)
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| on our way to the hospital at 6am (we're passing another car) |
The hospital is in the south of Finland, a city called Kotka (Eagle). By the sea.
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| ...one of the views from the hospital. They kept us (mothers and babys) in the top floor (8th floor). The whole week was sunny and hot. It was hot inside too but luckily I got my own room with the boy. I also had my own shower and toilet. |
On Monday I stopped eating solids at 16:00. From there on I could eat liquid "stuff" until I went to bed around 22:00 (I took my premeds then). I wasn't allowed to drink water after 04:00.
Our midwife started prepping me around 07:15. Some more meds (maybe, I don't remember what that sip of water actually was), a needle in my arm so I kept "drinking" while my mouth was dry (that bag of water looked SO GOOD after a night of no water), a tube up my bladder and some more waiting (NOT a lot)... Honey stayed with me most of the time. I think just before I got wheeled in to the operating room he was not by my side but getting cleaned up and ready.
More tubes up my arms and "a quick wash" around my lower back. A sting between my L2 and L3 vertebra --> lost feeling in my legs (WEIRD!) and abdomen.
They tilted the table to the left (my blood flow likes it better).
The spooky questions: "can you feel this?"
Me: "it feels like someone is touching me gently with a pair of tweezers..."
A lot of pulling and pushing and stretching sensations... I felt a bit sick for a small while but kept holding honeys hand and talking if I was asked... I had a stinging sensation in my right smaller pec muscle.
By 08:25 the boy was out <3 Well actually he started screaming by the time his HEAD was out :D Honey said it looked very WILD ;) especially when they pull him out by his head alone.
Now here's the weird part:
He looked just like I thought he would!!! <3 I got to hold him for some time (very long actually) and honey went to clean him up with the midwife.
I got stitched back together (actually REALLY quickly) and sent back to the prepping room. I might have seen honey and the boy before that... I can't remember. Time moved very slowly for me.
Down stairs I got some more water, honey helped and watched over the boy while the midwife did her measurements. Kiddo got another quick wash, a diaper and a hat.
I think I got to hold him again and keep him close to my skin. Me and the boy got wristbands (those plastic things with my name on it) so we were linked and marked to say together...
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| after all that it was all about staying close together <3 |
Tuesday I kept on my back. I got my feeling back after a few hours and it felt bad 'cause I WANTED to move but I wasn't allowed to do so. Not until the next morning. Honey fed me and gave me water to drink. I didn't feel sick so I was allowed to start drinking and eating as much as I want. (Hospital food does NOT have a lot of calories so I asked honey to bring me extra yogurts and coffee.
Wednesday morning the nurses told me how to sit up right, took the tube out of my bladder and ordered me to stand up (they don't help, they just watch and make sure I do it right). After that it was SHOWER TIME :) I stood and washed myself. One of the nurses stood by to help if I needed it and helped me with my wound.
It was hard but every day things got easier. I kept moving around and lying around all day. I was still too "weak" to lift the boy around in bed (=scared I'll crush/drop him), but I got help all the time. I thanked everyone who helped and taught me :) It was a quiet week but I knew other mothers needed even more help than me!
I also knew that if I eat and drink enough --> I could cut down on my meds every day! I was really hoping to go home on Friday!
Friday came. Baby got his first check up (by a doctor). I cried my eyes out (my boy cried and I couldn't help him... I felt so weak. I wanted to hold him and keep him safe). All week I had kept my cool and acted super calm. But when I heard we could go home... that's when it hit me <3
WE'RE GOING HOME!
I love our son so much <3
I want to keep him safe <3
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The first week was just like I thought it might be. Well I wasn't expecting to cry 24 hours straight JUST because I was HAPPY :)
On Saturday we went out to a mall (for food, baby stuff and towels). Oh boy was it a long day :) I think I walked around too much...
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