2 years have passed...

I'm sitting here contemplating where the past 2 years have gone.  It was two years ago tonight that I pushed that call button to the nurses around 11pm because I could not get comfortable.  I started to have a panic attack because I knew something wasn't right. I was quickly transferred from Mother and Baby to Labor and Delivery.   Even morphine couldn't kill the pain I felt in my chest, it localized it but it was still there.  I laid there dozing in and out of sleep, constantly having my blood pressure taken until about 8:30-9:00.  My nurse came in with the OB on call and said that it was possible it was my gall bladder and that my fetal specialist was being consulted.  About 5 minutes after they sent a text message to her they came back in and told me I was having a c-section at 10:30.

Mind you I was still pretty doped up on morphine at this point.  I was basically thinking make the pain stop, I don't care what it takes.  Poor Alex got maybe 2 hours of sleep and had to call our mothers and whomever else I told him to call before it was time to prep me.  The anesthesiologist came in and he explained to me what was going to happen.  I had to sign paperwork thankfully Alex was still there so I didn't sign anything I shouldn't.  I got prepped for surgery and I got wheeled into the OR.

The worst part....waiting for 40 minutes to get my stupid catheter inserted...Alex was getting worried at this point because he thought he would be in the room with me.  Finally it was time for our little girl to come.  I remember hearing her cry for the first time, but I started getting antsy as they were sewing me up because I knew the pain meds were going to wear off.  So I was put under...of course just as I fell asleep they showed us our daughter.  So I didn't get to see her.  The next thing I knew I was on the other side of the room and Alex was meeting our family in the waiting room.  I was then brought back to my room and I got to see Alex.
Then came the long 28 hour wait to see my daughter.  I was put on magnesium which meant I had to stay confined to my bed.  I had several visitors that day, my parents, sister, Alex's aunt and my pastor came to see me.

I just sometimes feel like it was yesterday, but it really was 2 years ago....

Anastasia at 2 hours old

Anastasia last month