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And then there were two.

February 14, 2010

Well, apparently writing blog posts induces labor. The last time I wrote here, we had just given up on Cristina’s contractions and gone to watch some TV shows on the internet.

Around 10:00 pm (which I think was about an hour or so after I posted my last update here) Cristina’s contractions started increasing in both intensity, duration and frequency. Cristina decided that we should go to the hospital  and we started placing phone calls to our support staff.

I picked up around the house a little bit, packed some last minute stuff into our bags and hopped in the shower. Cristina was on the phone with someone and still laughing and talking through contractions.

Sense of Urgency Level: Hey let’s get some ice cream on the way to the hospital.

After my shower Cristina was hurting a bit more and getting a little antsy to leave, visions of an epidural that would make everything feel all better were starting to crystallize. We called her mom, and found out that she was just a few minutes away. I went outside to move Sariah’s extra carseat into the house in case my parents needed it. Cristina’s mom pulled up while I was outside so we went in to fetch Cristina. 

Sense of Urgency Level:  We really need to get to the hospital, but don’t get a speeding ticket.  

In the five minutes that I spent outside, things had changed pretty quickly. The contractions were starting to come even faster and were getting really painful. We hopped in the car and drove away at about 11:30 pm.

The ride up there was kind of quiet aside from a short discussion about getting a speeding ticket on the way to the hospital. I didn’t drive too fast, just a little faster than usual. By the time we got to the hospital, Cristina was doubled over in pain with the contractions coming in steady waves. We walked her inside carrying picket signs saying “What do we want? EPIDURAL!” and “When do we want it? NOW!” 

Sense of Urgency Level: *&%$#@!

The nurse had Cristina trade her clothing for a hospital gown and climb onto the table. No small feat when your uterus is contorting. Contractions at this point were absolutely excruciating (I think. I don’t actually know for sure. She might have been faking it, but the performance was pretty believable).

So the requirements for an epidural are:

  1. an initial exam of labor progression
  2. completing an entire bag of saline solution intravenously
  3. geting the anesthesiologist to get over there.

So the nurse started working on item number 1 which includes taking blood pressure and hooking up machines and a bunch of other stuff. The nurse was very deliberate in her actions (if you are of a limited vocabulary, “deliberate” is a nice way of saying “Really Freakin’ Slow” ). Finally she got around to examining Cristina to determine progression. She took a quick look and then pushed the intercom button and said: “Call Dr. Byrne, she’s ready”

By “ready” she meant that Christian was pretty much already coming out.

No epidural.

No Dr. Byrne.

There was a flurry of activity as they finished with the last monitors. Then all the nurses just stood and waited with their catchers mitts.

First push – Hmm, that didn’t do much. This might take awhile.

Rest

Second push – Aaaand the head is out.

Rest

Third push – Aaaaand we’re done.

And exactly 33 minutes from the time we left our house, we had a new baby boy who cried just a little bit and then settled down and has been pretty peaceful ever since. 

12:03 am on February 13th.

19 inches long (Sariah was 21)

8 lbs. 3 oz. (Sariah was 8 lbs. 12 oz)

Now I have to be honest, he was kinda funny looking for the first hours of his life outside the womb, but he is starting to come together pretty well, almost 36 hours later.

He had two big bruises on his cheeks from the birth and he also had a pretty big bruise on his arm. Otherwise he is really healthy. Breathing is fine. Heart is fine (his first nurse thought she heard a heart murmur but the pediatrician says everything is fine).

I was kicked out of the hospital at about 2:30 am so Cristina’s mom and I went and got Cristina some ice cream and other snacks (I splurged and got the Haagen-Daaz ice cream bar instead of ). Then we went to the 24 hour wal-mart to to get an air mattress, and finally got home a little after 3:30 am where Cristina’s Grandma had been watching Sariah. Sariah had been coughing and couldn’t sleep so I brought her into my bed where she opted not to let me sleep until almost 5:00 am. At a little after 6:00 am, I got up and got myself and Sariah ready to be back at the hospital by 8:00 am

The short version of the rest of the day is that everything went really smoothly and we were discharged by about 6:00 pm. Altogether Cristina about 18 hours in the hospital. Not too bad.

  

2 comments

  1. congrats again guys. and next time – you better just camp outside the hospital a few days ahead of time. maybe then you could get that epidural…?


  2. I can’t wait to see him! Glad everything is fine.



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