First of all, we finally picked a middle name. Her full name is Leah Jillian Severson. We chose Jillian because both Leah and I had nurses named Jill who were wonderful, amazing people who helped us through the first couple days. Also, we want to thank everyone for their thoughts, prayers, texts, calls, and support. We have some awesome friends and families!
I will do my best to recap the events of the last 5 days. What a crazy time it's been already. Our days seem very long but also seem to go by quickly. I woke up on Thursday morning around 6 and realized I was going into labor. I was a little freaked out because I was planning on getting some things done this weekend. I called my doctor and he told me to come on in and they'd check it out. So I called Ty, who had just left for work a little bit ago, and told him to come home. So he did get a little bit of the drama he was looking for! We got to the hospital at 7 and hooked me up to all the machines, and saw that I was having contractions every 3-4 minutes and that we were having a baby today. That's when the first Jill came in and got me prepped for surgery. They told us that we were bumped up to the front of the line and it was just after 9 that I walked down to the operating room. I remember going in right at 9:14.. that was the time on the big board. The spinal tap hurt like crazy because they had to numb me twice, that was really the worst part. Ty came in, and then we waited for the NICU team to arrive. It felt like forever, but the doctor announced at 9:45 that baby was out and she had lots of hair!!! She went into the room next door to capture vitals and have her back dressed. Ty went in with her, and then came back into the OR carrying a little bundle. I was so thrilled that they let him carry her to me. We had a few minutes of snuggle time before she had to leave and head across the street to Children's. Ty left and went with her, and that's when Jill sat with me through the rest of surgery, and helped get me into recovery.
I was in recovery for about an hour sucking down ice chips and I think I asked 5 times if I could go see Leah. FINALLY Jill and I went through the tunnel (which I would soon become very familiar with) and I got to see Leah. I was surprised to see Ty holding her when I got to the room, as I was expecting that she'd have to stay in her bed for a while. She came to me and was pretty fussy until she heard my voice. I was able to hold her for a few minutes and give her lots of kisses and I was sad when I had to head back to my recovery room. I wasn't in recovery long before Ty came in and he and the nurse were getting me out of bed and standing up. Holy hell, that hurt! But I just kept thinking that I want to see my baby and I need to be able to get into a wheelchair to do so. We went back to Children's again to spend a little bit more time with her Thursday night. And then another trip back through the tunnel to get me back to my room. *sigh* That was a long day.
On Friday afternoon Leah's surgery was scheduled for 2:30. The team came up to get her at 2:00, and I got pretty emotional when I came into her room and saw the big transport incubator. My little baby was going into surgery when she was only 1 day old. It's hard to prepare for that, even though I knew it needed to happen. We asked the nurse to call when surgery started, and we got the call just after 3:00 that the doctor had just gone in. I went back to her room and was a little startled to see the surgeon at her door not even an hour later. He had a big smile on his face and told me that surgery went beautifully, and that they were removing her breathing tube and she'd be back up in no time. Wow, what a relief!! He was able to repair her spine and there was enough skin to close everything up, and she'll have a 3-inch scar running vertically down the lower part of her spine. They had taken an ultrasound of her head to check the brain ventricle sizes and had determined not to put in a shunt, which was really great news for us. We know that at some point she will likely need one, but every day without one is a good day.
She came out of surgery hungry and fussy. She definitely doesn't like all the wires and tubes and tape stuck all over her and she was not afraid to let everyone know about it. I'm sure she was also hungry, as she wasn't able to start nursing until after surgery was over, so all she had to eat was given through an IV. Friday night we were able to try nursing, and she took pretty much right away. We still had a few bumps in the road on Saturday while we were trying to get used to each other, but she is doing exceptionally well now. The rest of the weekend is a blur of visitors and doctors coming in and out and just trying to get to know Leah. I was so ready to be discharged on Sunday, and Ty and I have been staying at the hospital every night since. It's weird that this has become very normal to us and we've gotten to know the NICU floor and the hospital parking ramp as if it was our home. I've only been home once, Monday morning, for a quick shower and repacking of our bags. I thought I'd want to spend more time at home, but it doesn't feel right being without Leah and I miss her when I'm not with her.
On Monday morning she had a head ultrasound and showed that her ventricles were more enlarged, which we believe was from her back surgery. At this point it's more of when, not if, she'll have another surgery to do the shunt. The neurosurgeon wants do another head ultrasound to see how the ventricles look on Thursday, and then decide about the shunt. She also had an ultrasound this morning on her kidneys to see how they are working. We haven't heard on results from that, but her kidney doctor wasn't expecting anything to show up. The nurses cathed her on Monday to see if she is able to empty her bladder on her own, and she is. That means that her urine isn't backing up into her kidneys, and she's been having full diapers, so we're very happy with her bladder and bowel functions so far. We're just waiting on shunt surgery at this point.
Whew, that's a lot but not even anywhere near the full story. Sadly the hospital blocks my blog site, so I haven't been able to get on here and post updates as much as I'd like. Thanks to my sister Maureen for updating this for me today. Hopefully she'll be able to post my updates until we're able to come home. We know we have a long road ahead of us, but it seems pretty easy to face when I look at that sweet little baby. When I look at her, I only see Leah, my daughter, my little girl, who has a head of hair and blue eyes, and who looks me and has Ty's head. She has a scar on her back and may have one on her head for a while too, but spina bifida is not the first thing I think of... it's not even the 10th. It's just something she has and something we'll have to deal with. But I wouldn't change her for anything.