If you haven’t heard, I had a pretty quick labor and delivery with our son. I know it’s been over 2 years, but I still hear at work other people’s interpretations of what exactly went on that day. I’m not gonna lie, I’m pretty proud and impressed with our story, so I figured I could share it here. So here goes:
It was a typical Sunday for us and I was 3 days “overdue.” We went out to eat for a late breakfast, then to Home Depot. I had noticed some light pink spotting so I thought perhaps, maybe, something was actually going to happen. I felt my first contraction around 11:30 or so. We were at home and I was pretty comfortable. We started watching the Vikings game and I continued to have contractions so we were sure it was going to be the day we would finally get to meet our son!
I remained fairly comfortable with the contractions, so I didn’t figure much was happening. We were getting the bags packed and the dog ready for us to be gone. I had to get up and walk during a few contractions, but I was still feeling fine. At about 3:00 I decided I should sit down and really time the contractions. They were 6-7 minutes apart, then quickly got to 4-5 minutes. I put in a call to the doctor and the answering service told me to call back if I didn’t hear anything within 20 minutes. I continued to time the contractions and they were getting to be more like 3-4 minutes apart.
We were still waiting for the doctor to call back when I felt and heard a ‘pop’ and I jumped up off the couch. My water broke. I figured it was time to hit the road for the hospital. Brian wanted to stop and water the Christmas tree that we had just put in the stand the day before, but I wouldn’t let him!
On the way to the hospital, we called the answering service again to let them know I was on my way in and we also called the hospital to give them a heads up. I make this drive every time I go to work, but this time it felt like it was taking forever! My contractions were 2 minutes apart and I was hurting. I gave Brian permission to run red lights and go as fast as he wanted. We were actually hoping for a police escort!
Once we were at the hospital entrance, I felt better. I figured if the baby was born in the car, at least we were at the hospital! Then the stars aligned. As I swung open my car door, out walked 2 of my coworkers who offered to get me a wheelchair and wheel me upstairs while Brian grabbed the suitcase. We left the car parked illegally. We got to the triage area and as the door opened, 2 labor nurses that I work with were walking out and saw my water was broken and brought me right into a labor room. The on-call doctor was there and followed us into the room. I was offered an epidural, but would not have time to enjoy it. They checked to see how dilated I was and they told me I was 9cm. Then I heard “She’s actually just a rim!” get whispered to everyone else. So, basically, I was complete and baby would be making his arrival shortly.
Most of the rest of labor and delivery are pretty blurry. I just remember I kept my eyes closed and did what I was told. I took great comfort in the fact that my coworkers were taking care of us and I knew Adam and I were in great hands. There were many labor nurses in my room and they were great. There was an overhead page going saying that our car needed to be moved. Brian wasn’t about to leave, so one of the labor nurses offered to take the keys and move our car for us!
It was very bizarre to be lying in bed, then have a contraction and my whole body would contract. I almost felt possessed! I didn’t have to push for long and Adam’s heart rate was going down, so they used a vacuum to help get him out. He came out great and we were so happy to meet him!! He was born at 4:41 PM…..17 minutes after I got hooked up to the monitor in the labor room! Not too shabby for a first baby!
Here we are getting our first glimpse of our sweet boy