That visit threw everything into a bit of a stressful week long spiral. The doctor who read the ultrasound was concerned about the amount of amniotic fluid and the fact that she wasn't seeing a lot of lung movement in the baby. That coupled with a possible enlargement of one of the ventricle wall in his heart made her concerned that he might have heart problems. So, instead of a nice peaceful home birth we ended up in the local hospital that night for an induction. Well, sort of. Hang on to your seats, people, and see the hand of God work!!!
My midwife made a call to let the on call obstetrician know we were coming. However, when we got there, none of the nurses knew anything. On top of that, the OB that she had spoken to, didn't even work at that hospital. Well, the on call hospital midwife was called in and she said, "no problem, lets get you settled in and I'll take care of you." The whole experience was amazing. Such amazing nurses and doctors who made sure everything went well, and that I was able to get up when I needed to and move. Turns out my midwife had called the wrong hospital on accident (speed dial, you know) but it worked out perfectly. The hospital that night was very busy, but the nurses made sure I had a room and did what they needed to, to keep me there.
The birth was a bit more painful than the last 2 babies because I didn't use the water tub, but the biggest worry was that his heart rate kept dipping when I would contract due to him sitting on his cord in the very little bit of fluid he had left to swim around in. He was wading instead of swimming. Anyway, another answered prayer was that the induction was not much at all. They put in a drug to soften my cervix and did a quick membrane sweep, but that was it. NO pitocin needed, or any other drugs. And they only left the cervix softening drug in for a few hours since my contractions started up right away.
When i started to push, none of the nurses thought I was pushing because I went from a 4 to a 5 to a 10 in 5 minutes. My mom and my midwife both knew right when I started pushing though. And he was born only a few minutes later.
He was perfect! They were concerned about his breathing but he settled down in a couple of hours. Later that day, they did a cardiogram and a chest X-ray and suggested followups with both because they suspected air around his heart. They also kept us an extra 24 hours beyond the initial 24 because he was jaundiced. He spent part of Thursday in a bilirubin light blanket to bring that down.
The followup X-ray on Friday before we left the hospital showed clear lungs and very little air around the heart, and the bili levels were much better so we scheduled a pediatrician visit for the next week and a followup with the cardiologist.
Long story short, after lots of prayer and worry on my part, bili levels were where they should be, X-ray was clear again and the cardiologist cheerfully said, 'I am happy to tell you, I never want to see little Victor here in this office again!"
Besides a dead battery in the car and the running around we had to do for all the followups, all my worry was for naught. I'm sure the angels and God were both shaking their heads, saying, "Hey, You know I got this, right? Come on! Let me worry about it."
Anyway, I'm glad that's over. More thought on other things later! Here are some cute pictures for your viewing pleasure! I'm going to do a post for just the many faces of Victor!
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