We got a new addition to our family on August 21st at 8:48pm. Anders Hamilton Barton was born. He was 8 lbs 9 ounces and was 23 1/2 inches long. It was a rough delivery, but we are glad that he is here. I went to my doctor's appointment at 3:30. My mother in law was supposed to watch Lizette, but I couldn't get a hold of her. So I ended up taking Lizette with me to my appointment. I had Tyler meet me at the doctor's office so Lizette wouldn't have to go into the room while the doctor checked me. When the doctor saw me, she told me that I was in active labor and that I was dilated between a five and a six and that I needed to go the hospital right away. I went home to get my bag ready, and to get Lizette's bag ready. Then we dropped Lizette off at Tyler's parents house.
At 5:00 my doctor called asking where I was. I told her that I was on my way to the hospital. She thought that maybe I wasn't in labor, because I wasn't rushing to get to the hospital. So they check me and I was at a six and my contractions were every 2 minutes apart. My doctor, Dr. Ferro, ended up breaking my water. I was happy that my labor was going really well. Lizette's delivery was kind of a nightmare. So I was excited that I was progressing on my own and I looked like it wasn't going to be a long delivery. When Dr. Ferro broke my water, she noticed that there was poop in the water. She looked a little worried, and said that she was glad we were delivering the baby. She told me she was going to go home for dinner and be back in an hour. When she was at home, she was looking at mine and the baby's vitals on the computer online. She didn't like the way the were looking so she had them start me on pitocin. At that point I had to get an epidural, because the pitocin was AWFUL. When she got to the hospital, she called a specialist for the baby and the baby's pediatrician. She noticed that mine and the baby's heart beat was dropping really low. By 8:00 I was dilated to a 10, but I didn't really feel the need to push quite yet. She wanted the baby out right away, so I was pushing and she turned off my epidural. Then my blood pressure started getting really low 60 over 30. They gave me 5 shots of ephedrine, but it was not going up at all. At that time she had them call for the anesthesiologist to get there right away. It felt like there were a million people in the room. She then called for a crash c-section. She told the nurses to call any doctor that was able to come and help until another obgyn got there.
They had me sign my life away while they were wheeling me into the operating room. The doctor told me that we needed to get him out right away, and that this is the way that it HAD to be and that she was sorry that it wasn't the delivery that I wanted. Tyler was really calm, which I was really grateful for. I was freaking out a little...okay that is a lie. I was really freaking out A LOT. They didn't separate Tyler and I at all. Tyler practically got dressed into scrubs in the operating room. And there were tons of people setting up for the c-section. As soon as I was numb, they started the c section. It felt really weird being so numb. In the rush of everything they forgot to strap my arms down and they kept falling off the table. As soon as the baby was born, I told Tyler to go with him. The anesthesiologist was so nice. He told me that everything was going well and he was wiping away my tears. It seemed like forever, they were still finishing me up and the pediatrician came in and hugged my face and told me that he was beautiful and everything looked great. Dr Ferro told me that everything was going well, and another reason why I could push him out was because the umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck and his body numerous times. She also told me that it would take me a longer time to recover because I pushed and had a c-section.
I feel very grateful that we had such amazing doctors on hand and that everything worked out. While we were in the hospital, Anders was not a happy camper until Tuesday, when my milk came in. Lizette also came and visited us a couple of times and she LOVES her little brother. He got her a special gift. A couple of sets of princess shoes, which she also LOVES. I feel very grateful and lucky that Anders is apart of our family. And that Lizette loves him very much..
