It looks like we get to go home (wherever home happens to be for us) today! We may be in a hotel for a while if the Family House is full. But, wherever we end up, I'm sure it will be loads better than having nurses come in to readjust the baby monitor straps half the night. They have done a fantastic job, but you can only take so much of being poked and prodded and having sleep inturrupted to get your blood pressure taken.
By the way, this is Shelly writing, which means that things are leaps and bounds better than they were a few days ago. It has been a pretty rough go of it after surgery. I have never felt so horrible in my life. Sunday was an especially good day for me, so we were feeling awesome that night. However, due to heartburn, a baby who would not stay on monitor, and nurses who needed her to, I got about 2 hours of sleep Sunday night. So, yesterday was a bit of a bump in the road to recovery. Also, I was switched from IV meds to vicodin, which I never imagined would not completely cover any pain need I had, but it really starts creeping back in by hour 5 or 6 without the medicine. So, I think the general difference between what we had and a normal C-section is, my scar is about an inch longer on each side, and the incision inside is quite a bit longer and vertical, because of the size of the lesion on little Kaitlyn's back. Also, because Kaitlyn is put back inside and very active (which is awesome), I was repeatedly kicked and my uterus protested to the whole process. Then I got to have lots of fun medicine that made me feel just terrific. They had me on 6 g of magnesium sulfate after the surgery, and slowly inched down to about 3.5 until the next morning (2 g is the typical dosage given to delay preterm labor). But by now I think I'm pretty much at a place where I feel like a normal lady that just had a c-section. The contractions have stopped, and other than a few kicks from my girl, I just have some serious c-section pain in between drugs. Super fun!
Honestly though, I am so much better than I was those first few days, that I'm sure I'll be feeling great in a few more. I just have to take it easy and let Kendall wait on me hand and foot. Actually, I have no idea what I would have done without him. The poor guy is 6'2 and has had to sleep in a reclining chair that is significantly shorter than that. He walks me to the bathroom, gets me my food, puts anti-itch lotion on my back, pretty much gets me whatever I need since I am bound to the bed, takes care of all the phone calls and blog postings, and is just generally the best husband in the whole world. I love him like crazy, and there is no one I could have done this with other than him.
We are really excited about the results of everything, and feel that Kaitlyn is in great hands here. It is kind of scary when we think about how early she might come (the average is 8 weeks after the surgery, which would be at 32 weeks for us), but I guess we just have to focus on each week at a time. I feel so attached to her already, and have really fallen in love with her feisty spirit. Everytime we have an ultrasound, her head is facing a new direction and she puts on a little show. I know it is frustrating for them, but we are just two proud parents watching those feet move around.
The really tough part has been missing our other two little chubby-cheeked children. If I didn't know that Damon and Audrey were having the TIME OF THEIR LIVES in southern Utah at grandma's house, it would make it so much harder. They each have a cousin their same age and gender living there, and Damon can't even be pulled away from the fun for much more than a quick, "I love you mama." We can't wait til we can see them, and love when all of you send the pictures you have taken of your time with them. We are so appreciative to everyone who watched them while we've been gone, and hope that you had fun with them at your house. There is so much missing when we can't see them, but we do know that they will be back to see us, and we'll all be together soon enough. Right now, Kaitlyn has to get through the next few months, and then we'll all be back in Houston as one big family of 5.
Again, to repeat what Kendall has been saying, we couldn't have gotten through all of this without each of your prayers, service, phone calls, comments, and wonderful friendships. We feel like the luckiest people in the world to have so many people that love us. Thanks to all of you, and maybe our next post will be from somewhere much more pleasant than the hospital.