Ramblings of a sleep deprived mommy

First, can I say that I am getting old.  I had a patient brought in for induction because her baby had chosen to move into her uterus until after he had graduated from college.  She came in 2 nights ago.  I finally got her in to labor yesterday evening.  She was cruising along, and I was content.  I got a call from labor and delivery – I innocently thought it was about that patient – when they informed me that another of my patients was there with a terrible tracing and her cervix was a measly one centimeter.  This, of course, meant  I needed to go in for a cesarean section.  I leave the hubby, tell him to leave Chunky Monkey alone so he wouldn’t wake up, and warn him that I am going to be on the unit for a while.  I go in and see Patient 2, talk to her about her cesarean, and check Patient 1 who is now about 9.5 cm.  It is about 10.45 pm at this point, so I think “great – I could be home by one and get some sleep before my robot surgery in the morning!”  I deliver patient 2 – whose baby was coated in a brilliant green thick meconium but bounced nicely after some time with the neonatologist, and then went back to check on patient 1.  She is now complete.  Everyone from the OR goes home (except me).  She pushes.   Her baby scoffs at me (I can actually hear it from the uterus) “You don’t think I am coming out of there do you?  hahahaha…..”  Well, really, this baby starts to have a terrible strip, made worse with every contraction, the head was still very high, so next thing I know, I am calling everyone back.  I left the hospital at 130 am.  Home at 2.  Called at 3.45 with a very sweet and apologetic nurse asking for pain meds for my ladies.  Wake up (or try) at 5.30 so I can get things ready for the kids before I leave for work.  Fail to succeed.  Up again at 6.15 and finally get ready to leave. 

Now mind you, I am not complaining about my job – I chose this and I actually do like it.  But my body just can’t handle these hours – or maybe its the combo of the 5 month old and the hours my body doesn’t like.  Whatever – suffices to say that I had to come home and pass out for 3 hours this afternoon to become functional.

Other useless ramblings – I love Kiwi Pie bamboo diapers.  Awesome new find.   So far they are my faves in the collection.  Soft, very stretchy.  Want to know why I can’t have them for when OR cases go just too long.  Just kidding.  However, they are certainly now my favorite fitted diaper.

Must go steal the Starbucks Via from husband.  Good night.

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