July 31st 2004-Wouldn’t you know that I was right on my prediction of him being 2 days late. Today I woke up and a few things seemed odd. I was aware of what your water breaking was like by reading but wasn’t sure when it happened. After taking a shower and when getting dressed and realizing my pants should be dry and weren’t ha! I called through the bathroom window to Chris that I think my water had broke upon coming inside and seeing me he replied humerously “you think??” ha! So I grabbed a towel, changed, and the bags we packed and off to the hospital we went. After checking in they examined me and determined I was far along enough in labor that I should be admitted. This was enough progress to call the grandparents and have them drive down. I didn’t want to have them come if it was going to be some time. We must have checked in by 1 pm and I had Cameron by 8pm. It really only felt like several hours as time seemed to fly. I was doing great when we checked in, handling the pain seemingly well considering. I even joked with the nurse but then the real pain of the contractions set in and were unbearable to say the least. Chris held my hand and told me to breath through them and I couldn’t even look at him and if anything they took my breath away. I asked for the epidural but they didn’t want to give it to me until I was further along so they gave me morphine…which didn’t make the pain go away at all….then 45 minutes later they gave me the epidural. At last the relief I needed. Then the doctors seemed shocked to see that my labor was progressing so fast…they had me wait an additional 15 minutes so that the morphine would wear off. Then the next thing they said was it was time to push. I couldn’t feel much so they told me when to push and I did what felt like a sit up while Chris counted. He wasn’t expecting to be that involved, right up there in the mix but there he was. I was really glad that he was counting and that he remembered how to do it from the classes we took. The doctors and nurses were so impressed with the rate of progress and kept cheering me on. Dr. Wu said I shouldn’t tell my friends how fast my labor went because they would be mad. Then with the final push out he came. I saw him and it was amazing. He did choose to throw a scare into us all though. They took him over to the table to clean him off and get him breathing. The NIC team rushed in got him breathing-they showed him to me again and then they took him with Chris to the NIC unit to make sure things were alright. The poor grandparents didn’t know what was going on and everyone was tense. I was in the room with grandma Skime and a nurse and all I wanted was to hold him in my arms and know everything was okay. The nurse said that when I felt my legs better I could go over to the NIC unit and I said I was fine and wanted to go right then. They brought a wheelchair in and took me to him. He was in a small bed hooked up to all kinds of tubes. They were going to run many tests and keep him there until they knew all was well. Chris and I came down every few hours to see him and stayed as long as we could for feedings. You could say we were pretty stressed and with no sleep were exhausted. Poor Chris slept on a fold out vinyl couch next to my hospital bed for like 4 nights at least. I had a million different nurses it seemed like and they all had advice and it all was different. The breastfeeding thing was really stressful but knowing it was a good thing we struggled with that one for a few weeks until that clicked. Chris and I brought him home in a rental car…that being because when I was pregnant with him my 8th month I rear ended someone while trying to find a school meeting…(I had to go the hospital for 5 hours to make sure he was okay in my belly!)anyhow our brand new Ford Explorer was in repair at the time. We brought him home for the first time and set the car seat down next to Zion. He was very excited to see him and couldn’t wait to give him lots of sloppy kisses. He was very interested in him! What came next was the serious realization that we now had him finally and were alone! It was a fun yet scary realization. The days ahead consisted of feeding, changing, and staring at him. He was so tiny and had the biggest blue eyes. We didn’t have a lot of friends who had kids…Lisa my old roommate had a 1 year old, and another girl Amy had a 6 month old so I was flying solo on knowing much information from friends. All of our friends thought he was so perfect and handsome. Amy and Brad would come over and Amy loved holding him for hours! Grandpa and grandma’s did too. Many a photo was taken of him as you can probably see and imagine!
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