The birth story

So, you have no idea what kind of mess we went through before I even got check in to the hospital. Basically, they would not attend me much less look at me or talk to me until I had paid them. I had just finished paying my Dr. his half earlier in the day, which was my limit on my debit card, so there was no way my card was going to pass. What luck I have. I was supposed to check in at 6:00 and be operated on by 8:00. Well I had to call mom and she had everyone running around to ATMs taking out cash to send to me Western Union. My dad JUST made the 8:00 cut off to send the money and God's grace is the only thing that allowed us to make the 9:00 pick up cut off. Right before we got the call that the money was sent I went to my Dr.'s office to check on Gabe. I had been leaking fluid a good six hours by that point, I was a little freaked out and nervous. Luckily he was fine. I also was told I was 1cm dilated after doc shoved his entire arm up there to check. But frijolito was not interested in dropping, he was still way up high. On the way to the hospital after we got the money the contractions started. OH MY GOD. All I can say is bless you girls that have to go through that. I only had maybe a total of 10 before I got the drugs, but motherfvcker that was a pain I would rather not ever have to experience again. They got me all prepped and prepared and wheeled me back. That's when I lost it. I was so scared of surgery and the fact that I was gonna meet my son. I remember looking at the clock all freaked out at 10:20. I had no idea what I was in store for. That's when they gave the the epidural/spinal block thing. I don't even have words for that. They made me lay on my side and roll up into a ball while he did his thang. It was HORRIBLE. Just awful the way that felt. All I know is my right side felt like someone just poured gasoline on me and lit a match. I thought it would never end. Then my legs went numb. Actually my whole body was numb. My chest felt so heavy, I really had trouble breathing and could not talk despite all the things I wanted to say since I could hear everything. I also felt like I was gonna puke my guts out but somehow didn't. I told them I wanted to and I think they pumped some dramamine in my IV. I really did not like being awake for the procedure. It is a creepy feeling not having control of your own body and having to listen to the doctor talk and know what they are doing. I made them put a drape up so I couldn't see but when my legs went numb before they did it and he was prepping me I could see the reflection in the huge spotlight hanging over me and it was like the Texas Chainsaw Massacre. I remember them like pushing and pulling on me and then saying go get the father. Franco showed up and I could tell my the look in his eye he was freaked the eff out. He stayed by my side and rubbed my arm but I couldn't feel it really. I could not feel anything or move my head either. I wish he would have played with my hair but I couldn't even talk to him. Then the next thing I know I start hearing baby noises. And cries. And it was the best sound I have ever heard with these ears. I saw them take him over to the side and watched DH cut his cord while they sucked all the gunk out from his holes and pumped some kind of liquid with a tube down his throat. He was beautiful. I could not take my eyes off of him. My head mysteriously could move again and I could talk when they brought him over for a couple kisses before they took him to the nursery. He had hair! And was so white! or little guy could hardly open his eyes. But I was so proud of myself for making him. I asked DH if he had all his fingers and toes and he said through blurry eyes yes. Next I felt them finishing up. Like pressing on my body and legs and I heard snips so I guess that was the stitches? The absolute worse was the blood sucking up vacuum and the 5 gallons of blood i saw afterwards. Eeeeeeeeek. I thught they had sliced me from my pubic bone to my chest bone, but the Dr. said it's just a little bitty ole thing. I still haven't seen it, I think it will hurt more if I look. I'm all wrapped up. Like a gauze belly bandit lol. It's so weird not to have my tummy anymore. They brought him to me around 2am and I got to hold him a little while and breastfeed. That boy is a natural pro! He must have been hungry. He went straight for it and with a little tapping on the cheek stayed awake about 20 minutes feeding on the right side. But I just couldn't get him to take the left one. (Silly boy, it's the big one. You would think it would look more tempting) Then I slept til about 6. They came in and took my catheter out and gave me some more pain meds. I am sore. My back hurts from laying down in this stupid bed and I am just really sore where they cut me. It hurts to laugh or move or anything, but I will live. I am waiting on my awesome breakfast of tea water and jello : ( I really want a big fat something that's more filling. DH is sleeping on the couch. Mom will be here around 4:30, so he will have time to go home and clean before she gets here. Annnd that's all for now folks, meet my frijolito.

Gabriel David Franco born 10:43pm on May 11, 2011 (one day late for Mother's Day) He weighed in at 6.5 pounds and is 19.7 inches long. And he is already making his momma proud. He scored a 9/9 on his first test, the Apgar.

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