Our brief vacation from the blogosphere has come to an end. We did not intend to spend so much time away. We also did not intend for lightning to strike our home and damage our electronics, computer included. A few weeks, some minor repairs, and a couple dollars later, we're back and ready to catch up.
Some have requested our labor story, so here is a brief run through:
Sunday, June 1
9:30 "Patrick, I've decided to get an epidural."
11:30 Retire to bed. Wonder how my instincts could have been wrong. No baby this weekend.
11:45 Thoughts: Who could possibly find it entertaining to throw a water balloon at a slumbering pregnant lady? I also jump out of bed and race to the restroom, but don't know why I've chosen to do so.
11:46 Realize the pulsating pain coming from my abdomen is not a sudden hunger attack, which is probably why I jumped out of bed.
11:47 Gently rouse Patrick with a quiet "I think my water broke." Reply: "Wake me up in half an hour."
11:50 Second contraction. "We need to go to the hospital. Now." Patrick frantically jumps out of bed to pack his bag, pack the car, and generally freak out. Calm sweeps over me as I realize I will soon hold our baby boy in my arms.
12:10 On the way to the hospital. Grandparents are called. Contractions = 4 1/2 minutes apart
12:30 Patrick misses the freeway exit to the hospital due to construction and heart failure.
12:45 Enter ER. Contractions = 3 minutes apart
1:00 Enter Labor and Delivery. 100% effaced, dilated to a 5.
1:30 Dilated to an 8. Epidural. More magic than Madam Pomfrey conjures up in the hospital wing.
Waiting game. Failed attempts at napping. Perfect nurse.
3:30 Begin pushing. Baby's heart rate drops periodically during pushing. Try different positions.
4:15 Oxygen mask.
4:30 Oxygen not working. Internal monitor placed on baby. Suspect cord is wrapped around his body.
4:45 Doctor arrives in a rush of hospital personnel.
5:00 Baby can't make it through on his own. Vacuum is necessary.
5:16 Wide eyes, distinct cry, goopy mess, full head of hair. Tears all around. Our angel has entered the world. Can we have another?
On June 14, someone must have known we were celebrating our Family Birthday because I walked out of my home to see this...
P and I were married 5 years ago and it has been a whirlwind of experiences. Please forgive me for recycling the same photo we used last year, but our scanner was one of the casualties of the lightning strike as well.
Our friend came over that morning to take family photos and then we watched Dan in Real Life.
Afterward we had a toga party.