2 weeks old
I know it's been almost 4 weeks since I delivered but I felt I should probably give some details to those who haven't heard them.
I was scheduled for a c-section on Feb. 27th. Well, in true "Andrew form" he decided on his own terms when he was coming and I went into labor on Thursday the 22nd. The previous night I barely got any sleep and when I woke up that morning I just felt a bit "off". I was up with Nick and the boys before school/ work if that tells you anything. I was half - joking with Nick, telling him I was going to go into labor and he should stay home from work. ( A little background info - I've had 4 babies previously and NEVER not even once have I gone into labor on my own. We joke that I am broken!) Anyway, he of course didn't believe me and went in. Of course, he wasn't at the shop that day, he was out on the road and quite a long way from home.
So, I started having what I thought were braxton hicks contractions at 7 am. I continued with my morning as if nothing was going on - making beds, cleaning house, laundry.... I even decided to pack mine and the baby's bags for the hospital since I hadn't done that yet. At around noon I realized these contractions weren't going away and decided to sit down and time them. After about 45 min. I realized they were 3-4 min. apart and not going away. I called the doctor and was told to get my butt to the hospital.
I called Nick and informed him what was going on. He was at least 45 minutes away from home. I was kind of nervous and thought maybe I should drive myself to the hospital and he could meet me there. Yeah, well, he didn't think that was such a great idea and told me, "I'll be there in 30 minutes." When he got here I could tell he was a nervous wreck. To top it off, while we were rushing around trying to make sure we had everything everything - I stopped and said, "uh-oh!" and he started to freak out - well, my water broke in the scrapbook room while I was on my way to get the camera.
At the hospital (it was probably about 2 pm when we got there) they hooked me up to monitors and checked me out. I was having regular contractions but only dialated to 1 cm. They called the doctor who was at the office seeing patients until at least 7 pm. Since I wasn't in an emergency situation he decided to stay and finish off the day (letting me continue laboring) and would come in the evening to do the c-section. Nick, Carol and Rick were there with me, waiting it out. I did okay until around 7pm when I started getting a migraine. They gave me some meds and I felt much better. We even watched Survivor.
I delivered Andrew at 10:20 pm by c-section. It was really scarey. There was meconium (bowel movement) in the amniotic fluid and he didn't breathe for what seemed like forever. Of course they didn't want him to until they were sure all the mec. had been suctioned out of his airway. I will never forget the minute or so I layed there watching them work on my seemingly lifeless baby. When he did finally cry I was just elated. I'm sure I was crying too.
Andrew Lee weighed in at 8 lbs. 6 oz. and was 20 in. long. His Apgar scores were 7 and 9. He had a bit of jaundice after a few days and a scarey bout of blood in his stools (he had to go through all sorts of x-rays and blood tests) but was/is otherwise healthy as can be. Oh and his blood sugar was perfect. He is truly a miracle. God is so good.