Delivery

For some reason (even though both deliveries were c-sections) I really freaked out during this delivery. The epidural went a lot smoother than the one with Isaac, so you'd think I would be calm after that. And I was fine through the actual delivery, but after the nurses took Isabella over to the side to clean her up, and my doctors began to put me back together; that's when I started to lose control. My blood pressure was rising, I felt like my feet were elevated over my head which made me feel like my heart was pumping EXTRA hard, and I was having trouble breathing. If this was a panic attack, I never want to have one again. My anesthesiologist was great, she stayed calm and kept asking me different questions about how I was feeling and what was going on. She told me to focus on Isabella and I calmed down a little once I started watching her with the nurses, but it was hard to stay focused with two doctors shoving around my organs. For those who have never had a c-section, it is the strangest feeling in the world. It doesn't hurt, but you feel them working on you, and you feel a lot of "pressure". I probably should have prepared myself (even though this was the second) by watching one or discussing it a little more with my doctor. But since this was the second one, I THOUGHT I would be fine since I knew what to expect. Maybe since Isaac was an emergency c-section I didn't have time to let it sink in what was going to happen. But this time I was able to think about it for 8-1/2 months.

I think I was trying to visualize what the doctors were doing, and since I didn't know exactly what was going on, I pictured all my organs being shoved back into place. LOL! I know that's not what was really happening since I have the best doctor in the world. And I knew nothing serious was happening since the doctors were just chit-chatting about random stuff. Once my doctor knew I was freaking out and my blood pressure was rising, he said, "ok, let's talk about something else." And started talking to me about Isabella. That helped too. But then my anesthesiologist "took it all away" as she said. I was still awake, but whatever she gave me calmed me down.

Who knows why that happened, but I'm so happy that I have such a great doctor and such a perfect little girl. I would go through it all again for that outcome. :-)