The day started at 5:30am. Not because it had to but because Lu was outside through the night and was loudly requesting to be let in. Tyler never hears him but instantly jumped up at his meow to go get him. His daddy ears must’ve been starting to tune in to the cry-like-meow. Of course, the difference between Tyler and I is that he immediately drifted off to sleep while I lay awake knowing my alarm was set to go off in an hour.
Ready to walk out the door!
After finally giving in that no, I was definitely not going to be able to fall back asleep, I got up and started getting ready to go. Of course with this extra hour I realized I was starving but couldn’t do anything about it. Note to self - if I ever get pregnant again or need to go into surgery for any reason, don’t eat a salad for dinner no matter how full you feel!
At 6:30am I went back to wake up Tyler and he asked for another five minutes… WHAT?!?! I suppose that’s where men and women, dads and moms, husband and wife differ. Haha sleeping in as much as he can on his last morning without a newborn! Finally 6:40am rolled around and we were out the door!
We arrived right on time and promptly were taken back to our labor and delivery room to get prepped. The next hour or so went quickly as we answered questions, signed papers, got into my gown, and had IVs started (it took two attempts). We actually got to go into surgery early because the woman scheduled at 7am was chewing gum so they had to delay. So I walked over to the operating room ready to get things started around 8:30am.
My birth team - Kajsa (Nurse), Dr. Lacy, Me and Tyler
Once I was on the table and Tyler was seated up at my head, the anesthesiologist began placing the spinal. I felt a bit of pressure and was a little verbal about it so they were giving me instructions to round my back out a bit more. With the conversation and knowledge that a large needle was in use, Tyler began to go white. I asked him if he was ok and all the nurses started to jump to prepare for Tyler’s passing out. He put his head down on the arm rest and his eyes fluttered back. Man down.
My poor, sweet husband is not a fan of needles or even the thought of them. The nurses had Tyler go sit on the floor against the wall and drink some orange juice before coming back to my side. I don’t recall what she said, but Dr. Lacy popped her head in (she was still in the hall awaiting the OK that all was sterile and ready for her to begin) and made a joke about Tyler.
The first look - grumpy old man!
Once Tyler was back at my side and Dr. Lacy was in the room and things were ready to go it was my turn to start some drama. I began to feel nauseous and Tyler was able to get the vomit bag just in time to catch my minimal stomach contents - ironically an oral anti-nausea medicine given prior to the procedure. I had warned the anesthesiologist that morphine related drugs (such as the epidural) make me very nauseous and that they had to give me extra medication during Vivian’s c-section but apparently she didn’t understand or thought I was exaggerating. Whatever the case, I got more medication after that and was fine the rest of the procedure and there wasn’t a single hitch after that.
Conner’s first weigh-in: 7 pounds 9 ounces
At 8:59am Dr. Lacy informed us that she was about to open my uterus and that she saw an ear on his giant head (it was measuring in the 90th percentile during ultrasounds) and then out came our little man! Similar to Vivian’s birth, Tyler and I both were able to watch the procedure so we got to see everything including him being pulled from my belly.
Conner slowly started making noises then began to cry just like he was supposed to. The nurse brought Conner over to meet me and get a quick kiss before taking him away to get cleaned up and Tyler then left my side to follow his son while I lay getting put back together.
First family photo in the operating room
(minus Viv of course)
Everything was wonderful with Conner except his breathing was retracted - my understanding was that it meant he was pulling in is belly and laboring a little to breathe because of some difficulties likely fluid related. So he was placed on the pulse oximeter to monitor his oxygen levels to be absolutely sure everything was ok and that he was getting enough oxygen on his own. I think I was confused or just worried about what was going on because the machine was beeping every few minutes and I’d keep asking what was happening. Luckily Tyler was over there watching our boy so I knew he’d be totally informed of everything happening even if I wasn’t due to my helplessness over on the operating table.
Happy mom, dad and baby
Tyler and Conner left the OR shortly before I was wheeled back to our labor and delivery room. Once I was transferred from the stretcher onto my bed I was promptly given my baby boy. We spent a little while just us three and I wanted to wait until the pulse oximeter was able to be removed from Conner before allowing my mom and dad (who arrived in town late Friday evening) to come back and meet their grandson.
Proud big sister!
(moments before the attempted dumping)
Around noon I was wheeled down to the mom and baby room for the rest of our stay. It was right at that moment that Shelby and Vivian arrived for Vivian to meet her new baby brother. We literally ran into each other in the hallway and I think Viv was a bit nervous seeing me laying in the bed being pushed by a stranger so she started crying a little bit but that was quickly resolved when she saw daddy pushing a baby in a cart. From that point out it was everything “baby! baby! baby!”
First full family photo
Once we were settled into our new room we had Vivian come meet baby Conner. She was excited about the baby and gave him some kisses but she was definitely getting tired (it was right before nap but I wanted her to meet him before other visitors started coming). At one point we tried sitting Vivian in the chair with a pillow on her lap and laying Conner down but she was not interested. She tried pushing him off and wanted down. After a decent attempt at introductions Vivian was quickly melting so my parents took her home for nap.
Later that day nurses and doctors came in and out to check on Conner and me and around 4pm started the flow of visitors. Vivian even came back after nap and she did a better job with Conner. She wanted to come up and see him and touch and kiss him. We had all sorts of friends and family in and out until the late evening.
As long as she has a cracker and
her little bro, Vivi is one happy girl
Sleep was difficult mostly because of the nurses coming in and out of the room all night to check on Conner and me. Unfortunately the medicine and/or stat checks did not align with the nursing and sleeping schedule we fell into and at one point Tyler had spent about 30 minutes rocking Conner to sleep only to have a nurse come in 10 minutes later to wake him up to check vitals.
Almost ready to go home!
Monday was a more relaxed day with only a few visitors throughout the day including another visit from my parents with Vivian. This third time she was interested in holding him and even gave him a sweet little kiss while he was in her lap. She is going to be a great big sister…. and Conner will be a great - and tough - little brother!
Tuesday we finally were able to go home and boy were we ready! We missed our little Vivian and couldn’t wait to be home and finally relax with Conner.
Conner Ryan Furtwangler
May 18, 2014 at 8:59am
7 pounds 9 ounces and 20 inches long