Almost there!!!

So, the past few hours have been a roller coaster of emotions and happenings. First was the torturous ordeal of trying to get the I.V. in, yeah, Tori almost passed out on that one. Then we found out that the amniotic fluid had a bit of meconium in it, which is the baby's first bowel movement. That either indicates that the baby is somewhat stressed, or her bowel has developed well and is functioning. It's not a bad thing but does require a bit of extra attention at the moment of birth.
Then started the long process of trying to dilate. We gradually stepped up from a "3ish" to a "maybe 4" to a "we'll call it a 5", etc. It got to the point that we were seriously considering a C-section if she didn't dilate more. We were essentially given an ultimatum, we get to a certain point by a certain time or go under the knife, more or less. So, a blessing and 40 mL\minute Pitocin later and the next thing we know she's at 9. Yeah, a 9. She literally dilated more in 30 minutes that she has in the last 30 days, literally.
The waiting game continues, but it's different now. With things where they are, we now are just waiting for that last centimeter and to start pushing, and to eat the coveted Asiago Cheese Bagel from Old Grist Mill. YUM!!!

"Come out with your hands up!!"

It was about 7:45 last night when we had a little talk with our, as yet, unborn daughter. It went something like this, "Ok, we have an appointment with our doctor in approximately 14 hours and if we make that appointment we will ask him to do whatever it takes to get you out of your mother. So, your options are these: either you come out on your own before then, or we are coming in and taking you out. Oh, and we love you." So, being the stubborn and smart-alecked daughter that I know she will be she said, "Fine, you want me out, I'll come out, but I'm gonna wait until you've taken your sleeping pill and pain pill, and you're all settled down to go to sleep and then BOOM, then I'll come." And that is exactly what happened.
So, at almost exactly 10:00 pm Tori's water broke and we rushed to the hospital. We found out something about the information we were given in our classes and from our insurance people: they lied. We were told that if it's between 10pm and 6am to go through the emergency exit, not true. We were told that if you bring anything that needs to be plugged in, computer, phone charger, etc, you need to have the item checked out before it can be plugged in. They don't care.
The nurses are going to talk with the Pre-natal class instructors.

So, we're checked in and have been given and epidural and Pitocin and so far are still dilated to about a 4. We will have more info to come.

Testing, testing, . . . . Is this thing turned on?

He slowly makes his way through the dark room, not entirely remembering his way around the obstacle course of objects that lay strewn about on the floor. He knows he's been here before, but just can't quite remember where the, "Ouch!" he exclaims as he stubs his big toe. "Oh, yeah, that's were I left that." He now gets his bearings about him a bit better and wanders around until he finds the light switch. Eagerly anticipating the illumination, he excitedly thrusts the switch into the 'on' position, but is immediately taken aback at the sight that greets him. In what he was beginning to think of as a familiar surrounding, he sees several people standing around in the semi-darkness. Upon closer inspection, he notices that they aren't doing anything, just standing there, almost trance-like, almost as if they were asleep. Recalling some of the faces now, he is lost in contemplation, do I wake them or not? He is normally content to let them be content and not bother them with his rather meaningless and sometimes boring dribble (no, not the basketball kind) but he has something important to tell them now. He looks around the room and finally comes up with a plan to immediately and unquestionably get their undivided attention. He grabs his wife, who is very pregnant, and heaves her at the sleeping mass of near comatose people in the room.



OK, sorry about the narrative but, apart from being a rare chance to stretch a writing muscle, is a bit analogous to how i feel about the way I've let my blog go for the past few months. I almost completely forgot how to log in and then create a new post.

But, now that I'm done bumbling around and getting back into the swing of blog posting again, i remember the real reason for renewing my bloginess. WE'RE HAVING A BABY!!! Not at this moment (sorry to any who are now running to their phones to call us) but soon, and have decided that the "lappy" (another term i never heard before moving to UT) will joining us in the delivery room. So, when available I'll be running over and keeping people updated on our progress, unless Tori breaks my hand (which is a very real possibility, she has one STRONG grip!)