In the last post I said I'd post Daphne's birth story, so here it is. It may be long, but this is my way of journaling, so there you go!
When I was 35 weeks along, I went to a Dr. Appt and was told that my baby was breech. There are hardly any doctors out there anymore who will deliver a breech baby vaginally, and my dr said that if she didn't turn I would need a C-section. I have never envisioned myself needing a C-section, and for some reason this has always been one of my worst fears. Needless to say, I was quite upset that day and I immediately started looking into all the different ways that you can turn a breech baby. I tried pelvic tilts, lying upside down at a 45 degree angle (which gave me a huge headache every time I did it), placing a heating pad down where I wanted her head to be, and going to the chiropractor a few times to have the Webster technique done. None of this worked, so we went in to try to have her turned manually, called external cephalic version. I had heard that this procedure was very painful, but I was willing to do anything to avoid having a C-section. As it turned out, they wouldn't even attempt the version because my amniotic fluid was really low, the cord looked like it was wrapped around her neck, and the placenta was in the way of her turning. They also said that since my fluid levels were so low, I had to have them checked twice a week because if they dipped too low she would have to come out right away.
On Monday morning I went in for my regular doctor's visit and to have my fluids checked. They did an ultrasound, and the levels had dropped a little bit but not enough to have a C-section right away. However, I also had a non-stress test done and whenever I would have a contraction her heart rate would go down. (I was having contractions every few minutes, even though I wasn't actually in labor.) The doctor came in and talked to me and told me that I couldn't go home and I was going to have a baby that afternoon. I knew this was a possibility, but I wasn't really prepared for it, and had told my babysitter that I would be back soon. Luckily, Neil was able to leave work to come be with me, and my mom dropped everything and came down to watch Zachary for us! I have such great friends and family, and I really appreciate all they did and are doing to help me out. :)
We had to wait until afternoon to perform the C-section because I had eaten breakfast that morning, but it was finally time. I was able to stay fairly calm through the day, and Neil gave me a priesthood blessing to help with that, but as the time approached I became more and more nervous. They got me all prepped, gave me a spinal to numb me from the waist down, and we were ready to go. Unfortunately the spinal actually numbed me clear up to the top of my chest and made me quite shaky and a little light-headed, so I wasn't able to focus on much of what was going on around me. Neil got to watch the operation, and he thought it was cool but a little weird to see his wife cut open. :) After just a few minutes, I heard a little cry and she was here! I got to see her just a few short minutes before they whisked her away to the nursery because she wasn't breathing very well. Neil went with her and the doctors proceeded to stitch me back up. I started hyperventilating a little bit because my body reacted so strongly to the medication, but soon they were finished and had transferred me to my room, and I started to feel a little better. They told me the spinal would last about two hours and it ended up lasting about ten, but in the end I was grateful for the numbness.
It took about four hours before they actually brought Daphne in and let me hold her. Since she wasn't breathing well, they had to hook her up to a CPAP machine for about an hour, and then eventually they ended up giving her an IV. This increased her blood flow so it would be easier for her to breathe, which seemed to do the trick. They brought her in and she was so tiny and perfect and beautiful. Zachary got to hold her for a second, but he was more interested in taking his grandparents for walks around the hospital. He's going to be a good big brother, but it may take a while for him to get used to having a baby around the house and not being the center of attention all of the time!
We are now home and resting, and I'm feeling better and better every day. I was really worried about the recovery, and I still think it's going to be difficult once I have Zachary with me full-time again, but the whole experience turned out to be much better than I expected. We absolutely love our baby girl, and we're so excited that she's finally here with us!!