The Day Lincoln was born...

The week before Lincoln was born was a busy busy week.... I saw my obgyn 3 times and was told bedrest and was referred to a high risk specialist in Columbus... so.. Friday April 3 we spent the day at Dr. Prashad's office and had a level II ultrasound.. the ultrasound tech told us all was good and not to worry.. then Dr. Prashad told us basically the same thing.. she said we were fine and didn't even need bedrest according to the ultrasound results.. we left feeling great about the pregnancy and I just convinced myself I would be in pain for the next 15 weeks and there was no way around it.. so after Target and Olive Garden we retreated to Meeker with no worries.. Friday night I felt what I thought were contractions but again convinced myself it was normal... I went through the day Saturday living life as normal.. Saturday night was miserable.. I had so much pain and discomfort that I tried to sleep on the couch so I wouldn't disturb Greg with my tossing and turning.. by the morning I decided I was going to the hospital to be checked.. I knew something was wrong.. After a bubble bath and decaf coffee we finally departed Meeker for Marion General around noon... Dr. Mousa met us there and soon determined I was dilated and sent us by ambulance to OSU. The massive amounts of magnesium I was given did not seem to be slowing down the contractions I was having.. upon arrival at OSU labor and delivery it was not long before the contractions had progressed to the point that I was screaming at Greg for getting near me or touching me... haha.. then my water broke and it was go time... Doctors were yelling for me to push while I was begging for pain meds to no avail.. it was too late.. next I am told "STOP PUSHING" as the cord preceded the baby and he was transverse.. next move was to the Operating Room for emergency c-section.. after being painted with iodine and being told to just "BREATHE THE GAS" repeatedly I was finally out.. my next memory is of waking up with towels covering my head and my lips being soooo dried out and sore (we all know I NEED MY LIPGLOSS!!!!).. then of Greg applying grape chapstick to them constantly.. which is now why I cannot stand the sight or smell of grape chapstick!!! I was sooo relieved and happy to be told that my little Lincoln had survived and was waiting to meet me in the NICU...