Mary and Brendan are thrilled to announce the birth of their son Michael Gabriel January 10th at 9:05 am weighing 3331 grams (7 pounds, 1 ounce) and 47cm long.
Getting bloodwork done the day before was largely uneventful aside from taking nearly an hour and a half waiting around. They still have the little blinking coaster to tell you when it's time to have your blood work. The other main task was to pay for a private room. I was surprised by how little information they otherwise wanted the day before.
The surgery had been originally scheduled for 10am but a few days earlier I was asked if 7:50am would work for me. I figured that less time being hungry in the morning was probably preferable and so said yes, although we did wonder what we were thinking when we had to be at the hospital for quarter to six! It was so early that Tim Horton's was closed and the nurses station was deserted!
In any event, we were soon set up in the triage room and the nurse began entering all of my information. I have to say that given I've done this at the Montfort FOUR times now, it's a bit strange that the hospital got a nurse to spend time re-entering all of the information rather than having the admissions staff simply verify and update the information in advance. Surely that would be more efficient and less likely to result in errors? In any case I got my various bracelets and then it was time for the dreaded IV.
It turns out that putting in an IV is much more difficult if you are extremely swollen. The nurse took her time locating a vein, but it promptly burst, spraying blood all over the sheets. Nurse number two managed to get it in with only two tries. I will say that once it was in, it was the least painful IV I've ever had.
Dr Gravelle came by to say hello, and the anesthetist did too. Since I had an itchy allergic reaction to something after Matthew's C-section, I told the anesthetist that I wanted her to avoid whatever drug it was. This was complicated by not knowing what it was I reacted to! Unfortunately, the files have since been digitized but only the surgeon's report was available. So we had to wait while they located my file from the "vault". Of course the doctor last time didn't write down what he had avoided, and in fact no one even noted that I had had a reaction in 2013. Poor doctor was all "I'm sorry if you have an anaphylactic reaction!!!" I assured her that it had been a mild reaction and that I was only hoping to avoid discomfort rather than being worried about dying. So we proceeded to the operating room, after a slight delay when we realized Brendan hadn't yet been given any scrubs to wear.
I got up on the table and then we sort of awkwardly waited around for Dr. Gravelle who had meanwhile gone missing (it turned out that her phone had died). Soon enough they located her and started the various meds. I got to keep my glasses and they didn't strap my arms down. The reflective light gave me the best view yet to watch the operation, but after the first cut I actually felt so terrible I was sure I was about to throw up - I gather my blood pressure was all over the place. They adjusted something and I felt better, but after that I didn't watch for a bit. I was quite anxious that they were going to forget to bring Brendan in, but he did show up.
The surgery itself went well; I gather it takes longer for every subsequent C-section but they worked away busily and soon enough I got to watch baby being lifted out.
We spent less time in recovery than usual because there was another C-section immediately after ours. They waited until I was just able to start moving my legs and then whisked us back to our room where Grandma J was waiting for us. Sadly there was no private room available, but the other occupant of the room was very quiet. Michael was quiet as well and latched fine.
Soon Grandma J headed out, but Grandma H, Auntie Janice and the kids were en route from school to meet their latest sibling. Amelia was very solemn - not quite sure what to make of the baby. She cuddled next to me for a while and finally was coaxed into saying something. "Dat baby is liddler dan I fought he would be"
Matthew and Elizabeth (especially Elizabeth) were over the moon. We had a slightly scaled back birthday party with cupcakes and decorations before the visitors headed out to Swiss Chalet to finish celebrating!
Not too long later the other occupants of our room left. We kind of hoped their replacements would be equally quiet. We were just settling down for the night when a nurse came along to let us know a private room had opened up, so we decided to move. In the morning all the rooms were full so we were glad we did!
Michael is so far a very obliging baby, and the nurses mostly left us alone once they realized we basically knew what we were doing so we had a pretty good first night.