Friday, August 26th we arrived at the hospital at 5:30am. We were brought right to my room, hooked up to all the monitoring devices and given an IV. I made the mistake of saying "at least they aren't busy today, so we'll get to have her on time." About 20 minutes later the nurse came in to tell us that there was a lady pushing, so we would be delayed a bit. 15 minutes after that the nurse came in to tell us that the lady pushing is waiting for her husband to get there, so we were still waiting...
About 7:45am Gramma brought Hailey to visit us. She was a little nervous at first, she clung to "Amma" and wasn't sure what was going on. After a few minutes in the room with mama, daddy, Amma, Papa, Nonie, Papa and Gram she loosened up and was the star of the show. She was showing everyone where her elbow was, giving kisses, and giggling.
Around 10:00 am it was finally go time! The nurses came in and had me drink the gross drink and walked me to the operating room. J followed behind in his Breaking Bad suit. We both felt much calmer this time having been through this all before. I climbed up on the table and had a million wires attached to me. I don't remember that many monitoring wires last time, maybe because I was just so nervous. They rubbed all over my back with iodine and had me lean over "like a shrimp" I felt a tiny pinch, some pressure and then my legs started to get numb. I turned and laid down on the table as they started throwing up all the tarps. Just like last time, I didn't get as numb as I thought I would and kept telling them "I can still feel that!" My anesthesiologist was great, he showed me the taser like thing he was poking me with and we decided that even though I could still wiggle my toes, I was numb enough to begin. They brought Husband in and sat him next to me. It seems like the whole process took much longer this time. He sat next to me asking the anesthesiologist if they had started yet. Finally, he said they had started and asked if J wanted to look. J kindly responded that no, he did not want to look, because once you do you can't unsee it.
J was ready with his camera set right above the curtain, eager to snap the first picture of Jailynn. Finally, after what felt like forever he started snapping. I said is she out?? He said yes and I heard her beautiful bark cry. I could also hear the doctors talking, saying she had the cord wrapped all around her, that she had pooped inside and that my water had already broken because there was barely any fluid. J ran over to the nurses station to take more pictures and meet our girl. They suctioned and checked her out a little longer than usual because of the meconium. But as soon as they were done they brought her over and laid her on my chest, I felt such a relief to have our girl in my arms. Then, just like with Hailey, actually the anesthesiologist said according to my chart it was at the exact same time as with Hailey, I started getting nauseated. So they took Jailynn and finished measuring and weighing her while they pumped me full of nausea medicine. I kept feeling nauseated, my blood pressure dropped and wouldn't go back up so they gave me a shot of something in my shoulder to help raise it back up and gave me some more nausea medicine. When they were done with Jailynn they brought her to J and let him hold her until it was time to go to recovery. J and Baby J headed over first while they finished bandaging me up and moving me to the recovery bed.
She made it out!
Once in recovery Jailynn latched on and nursed for a good solid hour while all of our visitors came to meet her. Big sister Hailey was the first to come say hello. My heart exploded seeing my sweet little baby, who it felt like was just in this recovery room latched on herself, become a big sister.
Our doctor, who did a fabulous job. Dr. Snook.
Hailey meeting her little sister for the first time.
My favorite picture. Me and my girls.
