Maxwell Fenwick’s Birth Story…
Aug 4th, 2008 by Meredith
Our little man is here! Maxwell was born at 11am on Tuesday, July 29th with a routine repeat c/section. He is 8lb.5oz. and 19.5 inches - he is eating great and sleeping really well. We’re hoping this isn’t just a trend while we’re in the hospital
Here is the birth story…
So I was scheduled to go in at 8:30am for a 10:30 section. We did get sleep the night before, but I woke up at 5:30 anxious for the day to start. We got to the hospital, got all checked in and into our room. We met our nurse, Aileen, who was really nice and very reassuring that everything was going to be okay. I was actually doing pretty well anxiety-wise until they put the catheter in. That sucked. They do it before the spinal here becuase they don’t want to waste the anesthetic time on a procedure that can be done without it. So after that, I was just scared and quiet in my bed, I cried a little bit because of my worries and it was time to go in. All of the nurses and doctors were laughing and joking and trying to get me in a good mood - I love that about my hospital. We brought our ipod with a mix I made for the OR and they played it for us.
We got into the OR and Gordon had to go wait while they prepped me and it all started to really hit me. I got very nervous with the spinal and the anesth. was great. I had two actually - the guy who did the spinal and then another one who regulated everything during the surgery. They were both awesome and congratulated each other on a great spinal, LOL
I was sooooo nervous. Everyone was trying to reassure me - and then the procedure started. I kept apologizing for being such a wimp and scared
My docs were talking about a vacation that one of them had just been on - it’s so funny that it’s just like being at the office for them, it makes me feel better. Then the pushing and pulling started. Man, this kid did not want to come out! He was snuggled in really tight, so it took them a good five minutes to get him out. He came out pink and crying and it was sooooooo cool. I could hear him cry for about five or ten seconds before they brought him around the drape for us to see. I didn’t realize until that moment how worried I was about him being healthy. I had been so focused on the surgery, the anxiety of his well being hit me all at once and he was perfect.
After he was out, dh and Max went off to the nursery to get cleaned up a bit and I was left for closing. I had thought I’d want to be knocked out for closing. After Max and dh were gone, I started to get a bad headache and other than that, I was okay. Anesth. gave me something to fix me up and I joined in on the vacation conversation my doc’s were having. Then we all were talking about where we were from, turns out my nurse and I grew up on the same street, although she is my mom’s age.
Oh - and something cool I thought was to get me from the operating table back to my bed they had this blow-up matress thing that they inflated and just slid me over on, then deflated and removed. It was really cool. I was sort of worried about being picked up and put on the other bed, but this was so easy for everyone.
They wheeled me back to my room and my nurse, mom and sister were there. The docs and all my ‘team’ came by and said goodbye and that I did a great job - checked on me and gave me hugs
My nurse worked on helping manage my pain and nausea and I just love drugs
heheh… DH came in with Max and he was so beautiful! I couldn’t see him that well in the OR, so my first real look was when I got to hold him. He nursed pretty well, it was maybe an hour after his delivery at that point and he’s been a good little eater ever since. He sleeps a lot, which is nice. It took him about a day to open his eyes
They took out my catheter and took off my comperession socks yesterday and I started walking around. The afterpains are way worse than the incision pain. I was in a morphine/percoset haze until I switched to Tylenol-3 yesterday and I’m finally lucid and not constantly ready for a nap. I was able to get up and walk around the ward a bit yesterday, and am finally getting my appetite back, which is good for both me and Max. He is such a little cutie and good little man - we are hoping to go home tomorrow as long as we get the okay from the doc. I finally get my hep-lock (IV) out today, so I will be free from any wires/tubes YAY!











