Sunday, September 9th, 2012, 4:30am...
Tammy "Dale... WAKE-UP! My water broke!"
Me "Huh? What?... Crap.. k, I'm up..."
Still in a daze, I get up and start putting gathering our prepared bags for the hospital, we call Eileen (or.. mom), and say "Tammy's water broke, can you come now?"
As we wait, I see something in Tammy's face that I don't ever recall seeing, fear. She was actually scared of this. Not really sure why, maybe it was just that she was startled because of the 'water'. Maybe it was knowing the pain of labour? Either way, I knew I had one option... comfort her.
Eileen shows up, we show her what she needs to know and are on our way to St.B!
We got there around 5:45 or so, get a room just after 6:30am, all the nurses are extremely nice and comforting! Tammy's confidence is back, and it's visible... as is the pain. (Interesting side note: Tammy, when in pain is actually quite quiet. At 6cm's, she barely said a word about the pain).
Last time, as some of you know Tammy was put in a room of 3 other moms, and stuffed in a corner because "She doesn't have her baby, so she doesn't need the room.". This time the question "Would you like a Private room, or semi-private." the answer... "Private, no question about it." And we got one, it was a HUGE room too!
Our Dr., Dr. Best isn't in, but we get a Dr. Katz, who was FANTASTIC! Very calm, very kind, and OH EHM GEE efficient!
The first question Tammy asks our nurse "Am I still in the window for an epidural, I know it's closing fast if I am.?".. the answer wasn't one she wanted to hear. "It's closing fast, and it's shift change for them."
Anyway, we wait, and wait, and wait until Tammy says "Ok, it's time to push!" So, the nurses start working with her to push, as am I. The nurse had given Tammy N2O2 to inhale (laughing gas), which did help her both in breathing and taking the edge off. But... it certainly didn't help much with the actual pain.
Then... it's go time! Dr. Katz had just walked in after about an hour and 15 minutes of pushing and announces "It's not up to him when he comes" (yes, we told the doctor we knew what it was).
At 11:22am (15-20 minutes later), we have a 9lbs 2oz baby boy! Yes, you read that right...and without any pain killers!
So, after the clean up, and the other not so pretty stuff, visitors start showing up. I take that opportunity to go home and clean myself up (change the Dill smelling hoodie I am wearing), and bring Ethan back to the hospital to meet his new little "big" brother. True to form, Ethan points to Tammy and declares "Momma!" then sees Dean "BABY!" We take a few pictures. my mom and Auntie Heather take Ethan down for supper, when they come back up he had learnt 2 new words "Dean" and "brother". then, he proceeded to put on a show for everyone!
Dean, had decided to put on a show for mommy and daddy earlier, taking to eating fairly quickly (though, hasn't perfected yet), peeing, and even pooping!
As Ethan is at home, I leave mommy and Dean to take care of him.
The next morning I receive a text message "When does Ethan go to daycare?' And.."Ok, I'll be there before then, I have some stuff to drop off."
I wait till Eileen (mom), shows up, she says "It's sort of heavy, can I get a hand?" I walk out the door...and BAM! Uncle Dave had flown in over night to be here!
He and I take Ethan to day care and head to the hospital. I walk in, Tammy is like "who is that?" behind me... then "WHAT THE????" It was a great surprise!
We find out VERY early that Dean is being discharged today, and by 11:22am we're already loading the car up. What a day! Something neither Tammy or I have ever experienced before... taking a baby home when they should be taken home. This also poses new challenges... like "who is going to take care of this baby for us!" lol
What a great day, and on Auntie Heather's b-day to boot!
When Ethan got home we ate supper and he wanted to see Dean a bit closer up. As we had Dean in his car seat, Ethan and I rocked him gently in it. What a sweet big brother!
I have a feeling this is the beginning of a B-E-A-utiful friendship! I also have a feeling that Tammy and I should be a bit worried! haha!
Beautiful sentiments Dale - love that you will continue this blog - Love, hugs & kisses - I also feel so blessed to be the grandma to two such wonderful "boys" xoxoxoxoxo
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