i am now a vampire.

March 25th: I wake up for my 10 am 36 week doctor appointment. I jump in the shower, get ready, help the husband with Bashman, run around like a chicken with my head cut off because somehow I manage to be running 10 minutes late. My mom picks me up and we head  to my appointment. We get there about 15 minutes late but don't worry I always call when I am going to be late for any kind of appointment (my momma taught me right!) The nurse takes me back, weighs me (ugh why must we do weigh in every time?!?!?), and takes my blood pressure and a pee sample. Wow your blood pressure is high she says showing no other emotion except for a friendly smile. I didn't feel too worried, I was more concern with the fact that my hair was still soaking wet from the shower and my mom was telling me my shirt was kinda wrinkled. Then my doctor walks in and this is where things got very blurry and moved along very quickly. Next thing I know I am laying in labor and delivery trying to get a hold of husbands cell and worrying about them not being about to find a heartbeat on the Doppler. 45 minutes go by. Husband is here, heartbeat not so much. Now I am about to loose it. A doctor comes in with an ultrasound machine and then music to my ears. a low but strong bump bump bump. Baby Elle is moving and now the doctor is telling me my blood pressure is dangerously high and I have a lot of protein in my urine. Signs of Pre-eclampsia. what? i have what? so I was ordered to stay over night in the hospital for blood pressure monitoring and a 24 hour urine test. Fast forward through the night, through some tears, through lots of phone calls and it is now March 26th at 3:00p.m. Blood pressure goes down but then jumps right back up only 15 minutes later. In walks nurse with a big smile "we are going in for a c-section in 30 minutes." Wait what?? I am only 36 weeks! not quite full term! my mom isn't here! she just left to go to the store! the baby's nursery isn't even ready! the crib is still in the box! no clothes have been washed! Our hospital bags have not been packed! I am NOT ready yet! I'm not finished being pregnant! These are just a few thoughts that spewed out of my mouth in between tears moments after the nurse left. I am so thankful that I have such a strong man of God with me by my side because I don't think I could have made it out of this experience without losing my mind. so grandparents where called and made it to the hospital in record time just before I was walked to the back OR. Now when I had Bashman I was so drugged I was in and out of consciousness during the whole c-section. I had no idea what to expect with being aware of everything that was going on. I remember seeing Chase walk in dressed all in blue, the Dr talking about going on a afternoon run in the neighborhood later and I remember the way my body felt as they jumped and pushed and pulled at my numb belly. "Its a GIRL!" and then I heard it! the most beautiful sound to a mothers ears. the wail of my precious baby. Tears filled our eyes, we have a daughter now. my heart has never been so full. And then I saw her. She was the tiniest baby I have ever held. Weighing in a 5 lbs and 1 oz and 18 1/2 inches long.

So after delivery and after the epidural wore off I was to move to the recovery room. They wanted me to walk around before I was moved to make sure the meds where wearing off. Even though I was slow to rise out of bed I felt fine, until I stood up. I immediately lost hearing in both my ears and I knew I was moments from fainting. My blood pressure was taken again and this time it was bottoming out. so now they where taking my blood to run tests. now I am in the recovery room and they are taking my pressure again. My heart was racing my pressure was once again high and now the blood test are back. I lost alot of blood and my body couldn't produce red blood cells fast enough. then my Dr said " blood transfusion". Now all together: WHAT? I NEED A WHAT?  After many tears and questions we realized this was our only option. Now does the post title make sense? I got two bags of red blood. I thank God for the three Nurses that went out of their way to put me at ease. One even went as far to cover up the bags of blood with tape and paper so Bashman ( or anyone else that visited) wouldn't have to see what was going on. Needless to say after the second bag I felt noticeable better. I could get out the bed easier and I didn't feel like I would fall asleep at any given time. Even though I went through all of this, I would do it all again. I would go through it all again. all the yucky sucky pregnancy stuff and all the crazy after delivery stuff. when I hold my little bit it all disappeared and I am so over come with joy and love. Welcome to this crazy family baby Elle. Daddy, bashman and I are so happy you are here, even if you are a month early :)