Expecting # 5

In mid October we got the wonderful news that we were expecting #5. Our arrival was due to arrive June 18th and for the most part things were going ok (not as good as with the others but not too bad). Shortly after finding out that I was pregnant, the kids and I got the swine flu. I think that I was really lucky and did not have it too bad, it felt like bad morning sickness. But since I did not have morning sickness with any of my others I went in. Well there was not much that they could do but my BP was sky high 168/117 and it never really went back to normal. I was always feeling quessy all the time and there was twice I had to go to the ER for dehydration because I could not keep anything down. I also had uncontrolable headaches my entire pregnancy. At 31 weeks my Dr had me go to twice a week appointments with NST's. At 32 weeks he refured me to a specialist in Provo for my BP. At 33 weeks I meet with the specialist and I thought that she would stick me on bedrest. So as we are getting ready to go I decide just in case I should pull out the baby clothes and get them washed. So I did that and got my list ready for the things that we needed to get while in the "big city". Mahala insisted that I take the car seat and his blanket and clothes so that we could bring him home. I figured that it was not likely that I was going to have him but it made her happy so we took them. Dan and I got to Provo and barely touched our list of things to do and had to head over to my appointment. After the Dr looked at the ultrasound and stuff she explained to me that she wanted to admit me to the hospital and that because I lived so far away she did not feel comfortable letting me go home. I asked how long I was going to have to stay and she said until I deliever.

I was in the hospital for 4 days and they would not really tell us what was going on one way or the other. And Dan having just recently started his job had to get back to work because he had no paid time off. So Dan headed back to home to take care of the kids and work. He was home 12 hours and the Dr came in and told me that because my BP was uncontrolable they were going to deliever me. So I called Dan and told him to come back. He ran the kids over to his parents and called work and drove back up. Lucky because we had a wiggle worm for a kid, his movement postponed the C-section until Dan got there. He was breach and so therefore I had to have my first C-section. They took me in a 9 pm and he was born at 9:28. Born with a full head of hair and at 5lbs 13oz and 18 inches long he was rushed off to the NICU. Dan followed them to make sure that he was ok while they sewed me up and took me back to my room. I did not feel like I had just had a baby. I was not physically ready, emotionally ready, and then I did not even get to hold him. I just got a glimps of him for a second and I was not even told anything about how he was doing until Dan came back about an hour later to update me. It was very strange and hard to comprehend. I had to stay up in Labor and Delievery for about 3 hours and then they moved me downstairs to the Mother and Baby floor. Up to that point I just got to see pictures of my little man. On the way downstairs they took me by to see him for the first time and I just started to fall apart having to see him hooked up to all those wires and breathing machines and everything. I was not able to hold him or anything. I just had to keep reminding myself that we were very lucky that he was so big for only being 33 weeks and that they were going to take very good care of him.