Here's the back story. On Friday May 3, Madison and I had a fun day planned with shopping in the morning and a late afternoon play-date. Ryan had plans to see a movie and play in a golf tournament that Saturday. I had just finished my last day at the clinic and was looking forward to getting things together and wrapping up loose ends in May. Madison and I went to Target for some shopping and a few stores searching for flower-girl shoes. We came home in time to make lunch. Just before lunch we had a few minutes to play "babies" on the couch. At 11:30, I got up to get lunch started and in the middle of the living room my water broke. I freaked. Instantly. It is probably my worst parenting moment (to date) with Madison because I could not contain my fear and emotions and I was a mess. Which, meant Madison was hysterical as well. I yelled up to Ryan, who luckily was working at home. Unfortunately, he didn't understand what I was saying and told me he was on a call and he'd be down shortly (he thought maybe a pipe was leaking). I was able to express that this was an emergency and luckily he came down. We instantly went into "go" mode. Between our sweet neighbor, my bff Casey and amazing Aunt "Shell" Madison was covered 100% and I quickly threw together a bag for me and Ryan. And, off we went. I wasn't sure if they would try to stop the delivery or let it go, but I was terrified either way. At 34 weeks and 6 days I knew we were right on the border of Luke being healthy and able to come home versus being immature and needing additional NICU/special infant care intervention. Which, given my profession, is pretty terrifying to me.
Long story short - the OB was fine with Luke being delivered. There was a lot of discussion about if he was to be born before or after midnight, as this was the difference between him being born at 34 weeks versus 35 weeks (crazy that an hour made such a difference!). I got my epidural and basically things just went very slow. Overnight, we noticed that Luke's heart rate was dropping with each contraction. Apparently this is pretty common, but with my progress being slow the OB started to be concerned about lack of oxygen over the next several hours. Immediately, I was on board with a c-section (lack of oxygen is a scary thing). I boo-hooed a lot when they told me I couldn't pick up Madison for 6 weeks and was generally an emotional mess!
I won't go into detail, but an emergency c-section at 3 am is not really fun. I am sure I'm on some list of "crazy patients" as I was so emotional the.entire.time (seriously). But the end result was so worth it.
Meet Luke Ryan Castile. Born 3:31 am, 5 lbs 1 oz, 19 inches long
After having his oxygen sats monitored for 6 hours and passing with flying colors, Luke was able to be with us the entire time in the hospital. Aside from some jaundice issues, there were no additional concerns from his prematurity. We both went home on day 4!
Family of 4 now!
Headed home.
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