Lincoln’s Birth Story
It has been way too long since I posted a blog! I thought a great one to get back into the swing of things would be to share Miss Lincoln’s birth story and the reasoning behind her name =)
There was A LOT leading up to deciding what day I was going to deliver. We knew all along that I was going to have a c-section is was just a matter of how early. There are several doctors (with several different opinions) that go into deciding something like this. I was diagnosed with May Thurner Syndrome during my first pregnancy with our son Greyson. I developed an 18in blood clot which led to the placement of 3 stents. However, I have had several more procedures over the past couple years and am currently up to 9 stents. Unfortunately, each subsequent pregnancy has become more and more high risk/more and more difficult. We still to this day are not sure why but for some reason my body just eats up blood thinner medications. A theory of this is because I have been pregnant four times in under three years so the hormones are a lot for my body. In order to try and remain clot free during my last pregnancy I was up to 80mg of Lovenox twice a day.
When it came to figuring out a delivery date there were a lot of moving parts. First off, we were trying to avoid me going into labor on my own. It would not be ideal to have a c-section while full of blood thinners due to the increased risk of hemorrhage. However, we also wanted Miss Lincoln to stay in and cook for as long as possible. It was decided that I would have a scheduled c-section at 37weeks. Once this was figured out we needed to determine how long to stop my blood thinners for. Once we had everything approved from all of my doctors I was put on the schedule for the morning of February 12th (they called on the 10th to let me know lol).
February 12th arrived and off we went! I had Greyson at 36weeks so I wasn’t nervous about her coming out early I was more so nervous about complications happening. I had stopped my Lovenox the night before but they wanted me to continue my daily baby aspirin so I was worried about controlling any bleeding from the c-section. However, I trusted all the doctors and knew I was in good hands. We got all checked in and met with roughly 93738 doctors lol. Since I was high risk and still anti- coagulated they went back and forth for a bit on who exactly would start the epidural. Once everything was all set they started wheeling me off to the OR to deliver. Michael wasn’t allowed in the OR while they did the epidural but I had the BEST nurse who held my hands and kept me calm. She asked me questions about Greyson to keep me distracted. Once the medication started going in I started to feel… well nothing haha. A few minutes after they started I had a slight uhhh moment of panic we’ll call it. A few pushes of medications later I was cool as a cucumber and BAM there was baby girl! She was (is) PERFECT. They bundled her up and handed her over to Michael. She was here. I remember just laying there while they were closing me up in pure shock looking at her. I had fought so hard and dreamed of this exact moment for so long.
Once I was all closed up we headed to recovery. Thats where all the excitement happened. I was still pretty numb from the waist down so I didn’t feel anything but as one of the nurses came in to do a check on me I saw her face switch from casual chatting to panic. She hurried out of the room and what felt like 100 people followed her back in. I was experience a postpartum hemorrhage. A lot of people started doing a lot of things and I looked up to see Michael in the corner holding Lincoln. He looked calm, for my sake, but I could see he was worried. They gave me shots in my legs, pushed medications through my IV and started pushing on my belly to get my uterus to contract. Even though I was still pretty numb let me tell you… pushing on a stomach that has JUST been cut open for a c-section- HOLY OUCH. It took a while but finally the bleeding started to slow and 7hours later (felt like a lifetime) I was transferred up to the postpartum floor.
Explanation of her name… My grandparents, to whom I am very close, met and were married in Lincoln, IL. They shared 68years together before my grandmother passed. Her name was Patricia Mae O’Dea. Put all of that together and you get Lincoln O’Dea Horn <3
After 5days we were cleared to head home! Grey wasn’t allowed at the hospital because it was flu season so I was super anxious to get home to him =) My favorite part of all of this is her birthday. We had picked the name Lincoln when I was pregnant last time with our angel girl. After we lost her I went back and forth on if I wanted to continue using the name. Eventually, we decided yes. Then, as fate itself stepped in, our rainbow girl was born on February 12th which is Lincoln’s Birthday! <3