Finally able to update about the last week or so... The weekend of the 17th was not fun. SO kept wanting to brush our huge argument under the rug and take minihag out for fun activities on Saturday. I tried to make the best of the situation because of DS1 and it being our last family weekend. I begged SO to do something with the two of us but he never followed through. He made it all about her.

Monday was the c section day - two emergent women came in while they were prepping me so they bumped me back two hours... During that time the baby's heart rate kept falling so they put me on oxygen. Come to find out the cord wrapped around his neck so thankfully - they got him out without any complications for him. Me, on the other hand, I guess with the two emergent women coming in the anesthesiologist forgot that I have a bad reaction to anesthesia and narcotics. I could tell as soon as he was finished playing with my spine, but it was too late. They tried a lot of counteracting meds but they didn't work. I didn't get to hold my baby for the 12 hours afterward because I was vomiting profusely then passed out.

SO went to work the next day, so I was largely alone with my infant post op for two days. Went home and spent a lot of time at my moms so she could help me. I had a lot of pain and bleeding, she was awesome. SO worked Saturday and played his sport on Sunday. I've been on my own a lot... Guess I should be getting used to it.

Celebrating my dad's birthday this weekend, and it's visitation again. I'm just exhausted and disappointed. I can't even enjoy my baby the way I want to. SO is making me sick to my stomach, and I'm thinking of moving to the sofa now that my incision is mostly healed.

Our son is beautiful...just like his older brother. I'm blessed with these boys...that's where my focus needs to be.