Since I was having another C-Section this time around we had the date of July 29 scheduled for a while. That was nice to know I had an exact end date in mind and I was happy I made it to that date so that this little boy could be as healthy as possible.
Just like last time we had to be there at 4:30 AM! They hooked me up and went through all the paper work, drew some blood, monitored me, etc. About 6:15 they walked me back to the OR. They gave me my spinal block, which was great. In fact it hardly hurt and I didn't feel nearly as much pain going in as I did last time. Within minutes I was numb. We had to wait a about 15 minutes for Dr. Langer to show up but they found some music for us and we just hung out. Soon she walked in and got started. Everything went off without a hitch and soon she told us she was getting close and out he came. Dr. Langer kept going on and on about what a big baby he was and how she couldn't believe I carried a baby that big in me. I was nervous thinking 'how big is he?' Soon she showed him to us over the curtain and he looked just normal and healthy and crying which was great. When Shane first saw his weight for a minute he missed the 7 on the left hand side and thought he weighed 11.6lbs. He cried a lot and I was surprised how different his cry was then either of the girls. Shane went over to be with him and take pictures. After a while he was doing so well that they let Shane bring him over to me while they were still working on me. Soon they got me all closed up and ready they wheeled us back to our room with me holding Jaron. They took him to the nursery briefly to bathe him and check him out a little more and then Shane wheeled him back to our room.
A little bit about Jaron's name. We had a really hard time deciding on a name. Everything I liked Shane didn't like and vice versa. Finally we went back to our lists and found that we both had Jaron on our list. So that is basically how we picked his name. I really like the name actually and think it will be a good name for him both now and when he gets older. His middle name, Preston, is after his grandpa, Shane's dad. I never met Preston as he passed away when Shane and I first started dating. But I'm sure Jaron and Preston met before Jaron came down here to earth. I hope Jaron feels a special bond with his grandpa's, both Preston and my dad.
That first part of the day was great. The rest of the day was kind of a nightmare. I don't know what happened but I had some weird reaction to the anesthesia and I couldn't focus my eyes, they kept darting back and forth. So the whole room was moving. I wasn't nauseous but did throw up every time I tried to sit and talk. In fact I told my mom not to have the nurse come in the room (ha ha) because every time she does I start throwing up when I talk to her. My parents, Shane's mom, Michelle, and Shad all came over to visit during the day and while I remember them being there, I can't really remember anything I said to them.
The rest of the time in the hospital was great. I had great nurses. One funny thing that happened is that the hospital was making this big deal of the 'celebratory dinner' that we got to have one night. Everyone kept talking about it making sure we had the paper to order, etc. It was pretty funny since the choices were the same as the regular menu (although the food service person that delivered it said 'well they make this one fresh'...as opposed to....) It ended up being a really nice dinner that they presented with a table cloth, flowers, sparkling cider and chocolates for dessert. We had to take a picture just so we could document it and made sure Jaron joined in on the fun.
Shane stayed the first 2 nights and then I was on my own the last night, which ended up being the one night Jaron decided to wake up from 11-2:30am! I sent him to the nursery at 2:30 and got some sleep. I stayed in the hospital 4 days instead of 5 this time. I was ready to be home in my own bed without nurses coming in every few hours to take my vitals, etc.
On Thursday we hung out in the morning. Poor little Jaron had to get circumcised. Traumatic but he did great and although a little cranky afterwards for about an hour, he then zonked out for the rest of the afternoon. We dressed him in his little going home outfit and home we went. He has been a sleepy little boy and doing pretty good in the nights. It's nice to only get up for 30 minutes to feed and change him as opposed to an hour with the girls last time.
