It wasn't over yet

The next evening and day would prove trying given that Sadie didn't want to lay down. All night she screamed when untouched in her box, so Rob and Liz held her. Nurses came in and out, telling them she had gas, needed to eat, was just a newborn. The next morning, after a night of holding her in their arms and trying not to fall asleep, Judy Perkins, a new nurse came in and listened to their concerns. She noticed that Sadie was turning blue and took her to the nursery to be evaluated. The next 6 days would be in the ICU where Sadie Lynn got stabilized, rested, and lived monitored like a hawk. Does anyone know what it's like to breast feed when there are 3 wires and an IV hooked up to your baby? :) I do. And when the alarms on the monitors are going off all the time you can imagine it's not the best experience for you or the chickadee. Oh what fun I had learning to breast feed in the ICU.

June 5, 2007

After 24 hours of trying to induce labor (like her cousin Jenny) and NO progress (what the doctor would call a finger tip of dilation), and 4 heart decelerations, Dr. R determined that Sadie Lynn was not tolerating labor. And liz wasn't even in heavy labor! So the conversation about the knife and drugs began while Liz prepared herself mentally to give birth the one way she figured she wouldn't...with Rob at her head, Sadie from a bikini cut, and the feeling of dead weight below her lungs that reminded her of a deceased and bloated cow floating in water - images from old Life magazines, it was over in 45 minutes. Sadie was out crying. Rob was holding her tight in many blankets. And trying to show her wrinkly purple face to Liz proved more difficult than usual as all Liz could see was a forhead that reminded her of yoda. She would see her little girl later.

The day b4 Sadie (Lynn Johnson) Schuwerk's arrival

On June 4, 2007 Liz checked into the triage unit b/c she felt that Sadie wasn't moving around that much. Within a few minutes on the monitor, Sadie made it clear that she was a little constricted inside, as her heart rate took a plunge that it would take a few more times over the next 24 hours. As ten + hospital workers descended on Liz's body drawing blood, injecting drugs, locating heart rates, stroking her head, ultrasounding, and calling Rob, the excitement that would resolve in a little girl began.....