Truette is here!
Wednesday night I was in horrible pain in my back. By Thursday morning I couldn't handle the pain anymore and my stomach was hurting so I called my doctor and she instructed me to go to Labor and Delivery. When we arrived, I started feeling better but she had already told the staff I would either be delivering that day or Friday. I freaked out. The plan was to have her on Saturday which was only a couple days away but still, it was what we planned. Ricky left with the kids to get their things packed and meet my brother who was keeping them all weekend. Late that afternoon I started not feeling well again. My back, stomach, and hips were hurting so bad. The nurses came in to tell me we were moving to a different room and the doctor agreed to wait until Saturday as long as I didn't go into labor but then they realized I was in labor again so they left to call my doctor. Ricky arrived back in between that time and he was so incredibly sweet taking care of me. When they came back in, I was ready to have her. There was a peace I had about it and I was in so much pain I knew my body was done. The doctor came in and said we'd have her later that night, she had to go deliver another baby that was almost ready to be born. She also told Ricky I refused pain medication and that it could be another hour or two before my c section could take place. Ricky hates when I refuse pain medication but the medications they could give me would also go to the baby and I knew being 35 weeks 6 days that my baby didn't need anything that would make her coming into this world any harder. While we waited for my turn, we watched the NFL draft and even that went our way :) Finally, the doctor came in and said let's go and just like that there was no more time to think about things, make sure we made the right choice, worry about things, nothing. I was scared out of my mind! I walked to the OR bawling like a baby. Ricky had to wait while they got me situated and administered my epidural. Yes, they were able to place the epidural which hurt like hell but worked so I could be up for the birth of our little girl. The anesthesia team didn't understand why I was so upset and when my doctor came in she told them I was scared because I'd delivered 25 week triplets before. The entire staff was incredibly sweet. Ricky came and sat by me and was just amazing the entire time. The surgery was hard. I was so distended because she was so big and still breach that it was just uncomfortable but then the most amazing thing happened, Truette Hope Patton was born at 8:43pm and came out screaming! Not only that but she looked so good the doctor held her up for us to see her! I will never forget that moment with Ricky and all of those emotions. The neonatologist was there and took her across the hall briefly to make sure everything was ok. Ricky followed. The doctor ran back in to tell me that she was doing great and they were clearing all the amniotic fluid out and also that she weighed SEVEN POUNDS FIVE OUNCES! My doctor said she was big enough to start college compared to the triplets when they were born. A very short time later, Ricky and the team that had Truette came in and placed her on my chest while the doctor was finishing my surgery. She was perfect and those chubby cheeks.. I couldn't have been more thankful.
I started hurting really bad before I ever left the OR. They said my ribs would be bruised in sore because of how she was and everything they had to do to get her out. Boy were they right! In recovery it was the three of us and it was amazing. I was in horrific pain but my baby was healthy even being born so early. They did take her a couple feet away to check her blood sugar but gave her back for me to nurse. When she was done, they took her again to check her blood sugar. It was a little low so they gave her some formula and it corrected itself and they gave her back. I was in a lot of pain and I do mean a lot so recovery took much longer. When they wheeled me into a room I was screaming and crying in so much pain. Last time when I had the triplets, I was numb at the cut for almost a year. This time around, maybe because it was the same cut, it burns. Literally like someone has set my skin on fire and is just watching it burn. The anesthesia doctor had to come adjust my medication. It was pure hell for a couple hours. I forget what it's called when you have the burn but there is an actual medical term. I'm still dealing with that pain 6 days later.
The next day I had to get up and start walking. I first had to just stand. That was a load of fun. I ended up passing out while standing 7 or 8 times Ricky said. There were a number of nurses there. It's the same stuff I've been dealing with. I get really hot, my vision goes, I can't hear, and all I can do is say I'm going, then I'm out. The nurses kept making me smell something awful I do remember that. After that episode, I was fine and it hasn't happened again. The good thing is I know when it's happening so I can call out for help. We really hope it won't happen anymore since I'm not pregnant or recovering from surgery.
Sunday the Neonatologist said that Truette looked great and she could be discharged!!!!! I cried, it was wonderful! My doctor also said I could be discharged that day whenever I wanted. The kids were still with my brother so Ricky went to get them and bring them back to meet their baby sister. I will never forget that day, those incredibly special moments we shared as a family, and the love in that room. A lot of wonderful things happened that morning that I am so thankful and proud I call those 5 people MINE. Life at home is exhausting right now. Ricky will be going back to work tonight. I think I'm at a point where I can manage. I can't say enough how incredible he has been. I'm one lucky girl.
On top of life being totally amazing and full of blessings, Ricky got a HUGE promotion at work. He found out yesterday. I am so proud of him. He is so dedicated and such a hard worker that it makes me probably more excited than him to see that hard work pay off.
I am so proud of the family and life we are building. Things aren't always perfect but my goodness at the things that are!
"Blessed is she who believed that the Lord would fulfill His promise to her" Luke 1:45
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