Thank you so much for the well wishes. So sorry it took me so long to get on here and share our birth story. But the truth of the matter it’s because it took me this long to accept it the aftermath. You see, I developed pre-eclampsia during birth, can you believe it? And I still have it now. And let me tell you, it’s the pits. Post-postpartum pre-eclampsia exists and you should make sure to keep vigilant of your blood pressure after the birth. Thank goodness my OB stayed so on top of me.
So yeah, I have this thing and I’m getting treated for it and I really hope it goes away. Five weeks on and it’s still hanging on so I’m still on hypertension pills. And it sucks. They can sometimes make you feel dizzy and just plain awful.
As for the birth? Well, it’s a blur for me now. I can sum it up like this: I went into early labor on my due date 3/4, started active labor on 3/6, my water broke at 3AM on 3/7, I was fully dilated later that afternoon, I pushed for 4 hours (after 2 hours my OB wanted to do a c-section but I insisted on trying again) with no progress made, baby’s heartbeat was acting up so we finally decided to go for the c-section. Little did we know an infection had started to settle in (we learned this after the placenta was studied at in the lab) but luckily neither of us got an infection. So the c-section was truly necessary but I still feel robbed of my vaginal birth. I was so close. Sadly Ollie just wasn’t positioned right. Oh well. I accept what happened. If I don’t, I’ll go nuts!
I stayed really positive during and right after the birth. But it’s the pre-eclampsia that has made me quite cranky these days. I recovered from the surgery quite well. I was walking right after I got out of the recovery room. I made laps around the hospital while I was there. And my blood pressure was normal until about six days later. A visit with the OB confirmed that I had hypertension and needed to be medicated. Bugger.
But I am holding out that I will be back to my healthy chubby self in no time. Well, hopefully less chubby self. I’m down 2.4 pounds from when I got pregnant and I hope to continue to lose weight. It’s for my health, y’all. I wish it was for vanity’s sake but it’s not. I really want to start running again and hope that’ll be possible in the months to come.
As for Ollie, aka Chexie, he’s the best thing ever. I have truly fallen in love with this little one.
He is so darn expressive. I have a ball chatting with him and seeing the various faces he pulls. He cracks me up! He’s not too fond of my singing voice…
I’m really enjoying motherhood. The sleepless nights were hard the first week but you do get used to the lack of sleep. But don’t get me wrong, I still would prefer to have my 8 hours of sleep back. One day… He’s been fussy lately but he’s been less so these last few days. Thank goodness for gas drops!
Well, that’s all for now. I am off to pack up his newborn clothes. *Sniff, sniff* Babies grow far too quickly!