Quiet, while I give birth

I love trying to come up with a title for Five Minute Friday and Five Question Friday. Sometime it’s so strange and weird, LOL.

Five Minute Friday: QUIET

Five Minute Friday

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.

3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..

In a world bombarded with technology and media it is often hard to find true peace and quiet. With everyone in a rush to be first or best, we don’t take time to enjoy the serene moments in life. In that quiet meditation and prayers we find our answers. We find our peace and strength. In those quiet moments we find who we are and what we are meant to do. We are reminded that we are not alone and connected to a higher purpose in life.

As I teach my son to pray, pray not just himself but for others. I am teaching him that in quiet moments, he can hear and see what God wants of him. I am trying to teach him that in quiet moments he can reflect and recharge, if he learns that now how wonderful will it be for him when he is older.

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1. If you had c-section do you wish you would have had vaginal? Or vice versa? I had a c-section and glad I did. Not only was it an emergency and and saved my son’s life, but all my girl bits are still in tact. I think I healed fairly quickly, as I had to drive back and forth to the NICU by myself when eight days after I gave birth.

2. If vaginal did you go drug free?
I didn’t do vaginal, but if I did I needed drugs…I would have murdered those around me.

3. Did you have any complications? I had undiagnosed preeclampsia, doctor didn’t really do a great job, and I had to deliver five weeks early. He was so tiny and had no suck reflex. As for me, I was fine.

4. Who was in the delivery room with you? My hubby and my parents, but in the OR, hubby was just with me.

5. Did you document your labor and delivery? (Photos, videos, etc.) YES! one of the doctors filmed Dinosaur being taken out of my stomach. You don’t see anything gory or bloody, but you see him being pulled out. Dinosaur has watched it a few times.

6. Pick the birth story of one of your children and tell us ALLLLLLLL about it

I have only one child, but here goes. Four days after my sister’s wedding at thirty-five weeks, I was induced. See how big I was…I was so uncomfortable.

I had preeclampsia and was basically undiagnosed by my doctor, he really just didn’t do his job at all. Even though Dinosaur was small, he was stuck and the drugs they gave me for high blood pressure were counteracting the pain meds. I was in tremendous amounts of pain and nervous. I finally had to accept the c-section and was given the epidural, which had to be done twice since the first time wasn’t in the right spot. Yeah, it hurt but not as much as all the other stuff I went through. I was quickly rolled in and hooked up, I was so scared my organs were going to be all over the table. Hubby later told me he peeked over the curtain and said it looked like a war zone.

I didn’t feel pain, but felt lots of tugging and pulling, I felt them trying to get him out. I felt a him leave me and felt sadly empty without my baby. Hearing his voice was music to my ears, but I did mourn not being able to hold him and kiss him. After getting a look at my son I felt better but disheartened to hear that he would be spending time in the NICU for failure to suck. He would later spend twelve days in there.

 

I was a mess, so many people told me I suffered from post partom depression. They had no clue what that really is. Yes I depressed and crying all the time, because I couldn’t have my baby in my room while all the others mothers around me could. There is nothing worse than being in the maternity ward and seeing babies rolled to their mommies and knowing you have to be let into a secured room just to see yours. I made myself sick trying to spend all the time I could with him, it broke my heart when I had to leave and go back to my room without him. It was tortuous leaving the hospital without my son.

Of course all is well now and he’s a healthy three year old boy.

 

 

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Karen is married to a big kid and mom to a wild dinosaur. She is happy with her family of three, along with a dog and fish. Karen works full time as a teacher and still finds time to blog, read, crochet, and cook. Follow along as she enjoys this life.

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  1. Leaving the hospital without your son must have been so hard! So glad he is healthy now. I still want to go back and kick people in the shins for you. Health care people should have more empathy.

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