- 6 years ago
- Wedding: May 2011
Ok, so I know am SUPER late posting this but things have been quite crazy the last few months. With Z’s stroke and all of his follow up appointments and physical therapy.
Here’s our story.
I started having contractions on New Year’s Eve morning about 7:30. We were already scheduled for a C Section on January 10 but apparently our little guy was ready. I wanted to labor at home for as long as possible because if they were false contractions I didn’t want to be sent home. They wouldn’t do my C Section unless I was progressing. So I lounged around home and soaked in the tub a few times. My daughters did all the laundry and helped clean the kitchen. Hubby got all our stuff together. All day long the girls kept asking how far apart my contractions were getting and if I was having Z that night. Around 6:30 I called my parents to come get my girls because my contractions were about 13 minutes apart. My OB said he wanted me to come in. So after my parents picked up my girls we were off. I made hubby stop for food because we were starving. We got to the hospital around 8:30 and they checked me and I was contracting every 5-7 minutes and was only at 1cm. They had me walk for about an hour and my OB happened to be at labor and delivery and came in to check me. I was at 4cm. We got admitted. They asked if I still wanted to have my C Section or labor. Hmmmm….let me think. Silly. Let’s have this baby. They got us to our room and let me shower and got my IV hooked up and got me ready for my C Section. Hubby got into scrubs. I walked back to the OR around 11:30pm and the anesthesiologist got my spinal done. They got me all prepped and draped and hubby came in and was seated next to my head. At 12:10am they pulled out Z’s head and at 12:11am he was born. Hubby went to the warmer with him and got pics while they weighed him and got him wrapped up. They brought him over to me and I was in love. The nurse took hubby and Z man to the recovery room while they stitched me up. I got a little light headed but they gave me meds to help.
I got to the recovery room and was freezing so I got nice warm blankets. Since I my temp was down a bit I couldn’t do skin to skin with Z. Hubby did though. Z was a little grunty at first but once daddy got him on his chest he was fine. About 30 minutes later I got my baby boy and we were off to our room. Once in our room I was able to start nursing and he latched on right away and nursed for 20 minutes. He got his first bath a few hours later.
Since we had the first baby of 2012 the news station called to do an interview. So we got Z all dressed in his Hawkeye attire and ready for his first interview 🙂
The day was filled with lots of friends and family coming to visit. His big sisters couldn’t wait to meet him. They waited up until I called them to say he was here and they came bright and early in the morning.
The next night we sent him to the nursery for awhile because i was exhausted from having nurses in every 30 minutes. Around 3am the nurse came in with Z and the NICU nurse practioner. That is when they said Z had been having seizures. They took him up to the NICU. Hubby and I got ourselves together and went up to the NICU. Luckily the NICU is on the second floor of the Women’s Center and Labor and Delivery is on the first floor so we were able to be close to him.
Once we got up to the NICU the NP sat us down and told us what could be causing the seizures. She said it could be menigitis or an infection so she wanted to do a spinal tap. Z was a champ. He laid so still and was a trooper. The fluid came back clear and so we ruled out infection. They did a chest X ray to rule out sepsis. She then ordered a CT scan. It was about 6am and I told hubby to go with him for the CT. I went back to my room and called my mom. I broke down adn just balled and balled and balled. MY dad was already on his way to the hospital to visit and had no idea what was going on. I went back up to Z’s NICU room and he was back in there with hubby and a few minutes later my OB walked in. We had been waiting for the Neonatologist to come in. My OB went adn found him and stayed in the room while we heard the results of the CT. They said it appeard had suffered a stroke a couple weeks before delivery. They said the neurologist would be in sometime later to talk with us. They ordered an MRI to make sure there wasn’t any other areas affected. As the neonatologist was leaving my dad walked in. He was holding back tears. He is a pretty big guy and looks really gruff but he is a big softy. He walked me back down to my room so I could get some food because I hadn’t eaten in almost 12 hours. He stood there in the hallway and I just lost it.
I go back up to Z’s room and just cuddle him. He was finally able to nurse again. I had taken my pump with me to hospital so they could show me how to use it. Thank goodness I did. I was able to pump while he couldn’t nurse.
The neurologist came in later that day and confirmed the stroke and gave us all the possibilites of what could happen in the future and just kept telling us that babies brains are plastic and can rewire around the damaged areas and there is no way to no how much or how little of an effect the stroke can have on him and that it is just a wait and see game.
Both Z and I had tons of blood work done to rule out any clotting disorders. He was such a trooper throughout everything. He nursed like a champ every feeding. They had originally said he may be in the NICU for a few weeks but he was doing so well that we got to go home after 5 days. He was discharged the day after me. He was sent home on anti seizure meds but was weaned off of them at only a month. They said in the beginning he may need to be on them for 6 months to a year but he was doing so well they took him off of them. Every exam he had in the hospital and after, they all said he looks perfectly normal. No one can tell he had suffered a stroke.
The only thing he has an issue with is his right arm/hand. He favors his left but we are doing lots of physical therapy to make sure his right is just as strong as his left.
I thank God everyday that his stroke wasn’t any worse then it was. I looked up his name in the baby name book and it means defender of God. He is definitely a fighter. That’s for sure.
We have a long road ahead of us but I know we will be fine and so will Z. He’s our future Hawkeye linebacker! Go Hawks!
Here are some pics of my sweet baby boy. Some newborn and some from now. He lost some of his newborn hair but it’s coming back. Darn craddle cap.