So, we stopped at our church along the way to our delivery the morning of March 28th, 2018. We said our prayers and asked for strength, peace and a healthy baby girl! Off we went to have our baby with Jesus on our side!
We arrive and do not know what to do when we go to check in. We're kindly ushered to the correct floor and proceed to meet our nurses for the delivery. The beautiful hospital gown makes its appearance and the litany of papers to sign my life away begin! As I'm lying on the bed, I begin to feel the aches in my belly. At first, I think, wow, I'm this nervous that I'm working myself up and now I'm cramping!
Also, as an aside for anyone having a c-section, I was asked if I was going to be donating my placenta or INGESTING IT. I'll pause a second here for you to absorb that statement. The answer would be no to eating my placenta or making it into soap or a face mask but thanks for asking. So, now let's talk about this donation thing you speak of. Well, apparently, St. David's Medical Center is the only hospital in Texas offering this amazing process. Only c-section patients can do this because they need the placenta in its whole state. It's sent to burn victims at Wilford Hall Medical Center in San Antonio for skin grafting. YES! Please help someone with my placenta!
The cramps are coming on harder and stronger now and then the nurse comes in..."Mrs. Davidson, we're going to find your doctor and the anesthesiologist immediately and move your delivery time up." And why are we doing this? "You are actually going into labor and having contractions right now." Ummm, no ma'am! I came here for a c-section. I'm not going to have labor contractions AND surgery. Somebody better figure this out quick!
So I'm now bearing down and trying to remember my Lamaze class breathing techniques from 11 years ago while trying to sign all my papers! I guess baby girl realized we were at the hospital and it was her queue to enter Stage Left now. Here we go!