![]() ![]() I made calls to my family and texts to my closest friends what was happening. John ran home to get our packed hospital bags and return back to me in time for the birth. Mild back contractions started happening and rotations of medical staff started coming in to prep me for the surgery. So there I was totally unprepared to have my baby that day but alas, he was coming. So even though I was admitted at 1pm I couldn't get into the operating room till at least 7pm. Since this was now a non scheduled cesarean I had to wait for the OR to be cleared and all the snacks from the non stress test to be digested. We kinda expected that once we had movement we would be going home. John looked at me and me back at him and we were both silent in shock. on call came in and goes, everything looks fine now but were going to have this baby today. Sure enough I was sent right to Brigham & Women's Hospital where I was immediately admitted and put on all the monitors and of course my sweet boy started kicking me. Little bugger was likely asleep but when the nurse called in the Dr to review my results I knew things weren't going smoothly. I tried juice, snacks, moving positions pressing on him.nothing. ![]() Even though his heart rate was right where it should have been she submitted me for one more non stress test and sure enough, I failed. I felt pretty great for someone who was 39 weeks pregnant but I hadn't felt the baby move all that much that day and casually mentioned it to my Dr. One last sonogram where I would annoyingly ask the ultrasound technician for another 3D shot of my baby because I just couldn't get enough of seeing him. I woke up October 3rd, ready to get to my last OB appointment before the baby would be here. Little did I know that even planned births don't go as planned. I told everyone close to me that was the day I was having my boy. I made that week my last week to tie up all our loose ends and even indulge in a massage to help keep my anxiety at bay. So I was an automatic scheduled ceserean for October 6th at 9am. ![]() I had a very large belly and my last ultrasound before he was born had indicated that he was measuring eleven pounds. If we are friends on instagram you know I was carrying a big boy. ![]()
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