November 1, 2010
Mommy and Daddy went to see Dr. H for your 39 week check up. Mommy was a little worried because you weren’t being as active as you usually were that morning (I think you knew what was to come later that evening). Dr. H did an ultrasound and non-stress test to check on you and he said you were doing fine. He said that he recommended Mommy be induced in the next few days since I was making little progress towards laboring on my own and he was beginning to think your size might lead to complications during delivery if we waited until you were ready to enter the world on your own. So Mommy and Daddy agreed to have the induction and were scheduled to check into the hospital on the evening of November 3rd. That night the Texans were playing the Colts in Monday Night Football. We invited your uncles over to watch the game with us. Mommy and Daddy picked up Mexican food for dinner for everyone to enjoy. The Colts beat the Texans 30 to 17. Daddy and your uncles talked for a while after the game while Mommy got ready for bed. I came downstairs to see your Uncle John out with Daddy. As Daddy and I walked back into the house I told Daddy that I didn’t feel right. Before we made it into the house Mommy began vomiting in the back yard. An hour later while Mommy was worshiping the porcelain gods Daddy came running into the bathroom and began vomiting in the sink. We both felt terrible and began to wonder if we had food poisoning since we both became ill so close together. Daddy texted Uncle John to see if he was feeling okay and he told Daddy that he felt sick to. We decided that it must have been the Mexican food that was making us sick. Mommy and Daddy spent the entire night running to and from the bathroom. Neither one of us had ever been so sick. Mommy slept part of the evening on the floor of the bathroom so I didn’t have to be too far away from the toilet. Early the next morning, Daddy was able to pull himself together enough to call Dr. H to see if we should be concerned about the illness. He prescribed Mommy some anti-nausea medication and said that since Daddy and I were both sick there was no need to worry about the illness being related to a pregnancy complication. Daddy sent Auntie Lizzie, Granny, and Uncle James messages to see if anyone could pick up the medication for Mommy. They all replied, “no, they were too sick to move.” It turns out that everyone in Daddy’s family got sick too! We did not have food poisoning because even those that did not eat the Mexican food were sick too. We had been hit by a major super bug! It took 8 of us out within 6 hours of each other. Mommy and Daddy spent the day sleeping and trying to nurse ourselves back to health.
November 3, 2010
Mommy and Daddy woke up feeling so much better. We still didn’t have much of an appetite, but we felt like new people. Mommy spent the day packing her bags for the hospital and getting her nails done. The best thing about being really, really sick right before your arrival was I didn’t have a chance to worry and stress about what delivery was going to be like. Around 5:00 PM we checked into the hospital. Mimi and Bepa were so excited about your upcoming arrival that they came up to the hospital even though they knew the induction wouldn’t be started until the morning. After getting settled in to our room my stomach started to grumble. I hadn’t eaten in almost 48 hours and my appetite was returning. Fortunately, I was allowed to order a sandwich…and it was the best BLT I have ever had. Probably not, but I was starving. Around 9:30 PM I sent Daddy home for the night to get some rest and promised to call if anything changed. We were both still very tired from being sick and had a busy and exciting day to prepare for. I tried my best to sleep, but being hooked up to an IV and fetal monitors and having to go to the bathroom every thirty minutes from all the fluids they were pumping into me made sleep very difficult. I spent most of the night reading, watching tv, and texting Daddy.
November 4, 2010
Around 5:00 AM the nurse came in to start the medication for the induction. Daddy returned to the hospital around 5:30 AM, anxious and excited for the day. Dr. H came in at 6:00 AM to check my dilation and break my water. I was only about 2 centimeters. Mimi and Bepa were in the room by 8:00 AM with coffee in hand so eager to meet their first grandchild. Auntie A arrived a little while later and was soon followed by Granny and Auntie Vickie. We all chatted while we waited for you to make your debut. For fun, we had everyone guess what your time of birth, weight, and length would be…Uncle James came the closest! Around 11:00 AM I received an epidural. I was only 5 centimeters and was concerned that the epidural would slow down my progress, but the nurses assured me that is not usually the case and in some instances it can help speed up labor since it allows your body to relax. We asked the nurse what her guess was as to how much longer until I was 10 centimeters. She said the average is a centimeter an hour so I settled into bed and stared to flip through the gossip rags Vickie had brought me. About an hour later, I started to feel a lot of pressure so I asked the nurse to check my progress. She didn’t want to because she knew Dr. H would be stopping by during his lunch break. I waited a little while longer and then convinced (ie. begged) the nurse to check me. She was shocked to find that I was already at 10 centimeters. I had gone 5 centimeters in an hour. She said, “it’s go time. Let me call Dr. H.” Within a few minutes our room was transformed into a delivery room. The nurses began to give me instructions on how to push. Then the nurses told me we were going to wait to get started until Dr. H was done with a c-section down the hall. So we had a few more minutes of down time. I think Daddy and I were both excited and nervous at the same time. Daddy had a minute to eat a bite of the food Granny had brought him. Dr. H showed up and I began to push. The majority of this time Daddy and Dr. H were talking about the Astros seemingly unaware of what was going on in the room. The nurse kept mentioning that our family was waiting outside the door. She said that she asked them to move to the waiting room, but they wouldn’t listen. Eventually, the charge nurse told them that if they didn’t move to the waiting room she would have to get security as they were a fire hazard. They reluctantly retreated to the waiting area anxiously awaiting news of your arrival. After about 40 minutes of pushing, at 14:14, you came into the world screaming. Your first breath took ours away. You were pink and bald and had the chubbiest little cheeks I had ever seen. You weighed 7 pounds 13 ounces and were 20 inches long. You were the most perfect gift from God and you were ours.