November 30th 2:34pm - We were in the middle of Sacrament Meeting when Suzy signaled to me that her contractions were now two minutes apart and had been for a while. Being just a couple weeks ahead of the birthing schedule is Suzy's forte. So we immediately grabbed kids, bags, and pregnant woman and headed out the chapel doors. At the hospital we found out that Suzy was only dilated to a three; only a step up from her last doctor's visit. Needless to say, after a few weeks of miserable third trimester blues, the prospect of being sent home didn't set too well with Suzy. We sat and waited, listening to buzzing and bleeping of various monitors and watching Sunday afternoon television on their huge five inch screen. After a couple of hours and a few more rubber glove violations we arrived at barely 3 1/2 to 4 centimeters. So the nurse called the doctor and the doctor said....(drum role please)..... "Admit her." YAY! So off we went.
We were immediately upgraded to the L & D suite upstairs; complete with a door, two extra seats, and a TV remote tethered to the bed. I kind of like that after eight years and four kids that the only thing that's changed about the hospital is the menu....wait never mind its all the same. And there we waited - Suzy, Suzy's mom, me, and
6:36pm - IV and pitocin drip begin.
8:03pm - Suzy is violated once again; this time by a long plastic hook and random doctor that breaks her water and has a weird crush on Suzy's mom.
8:16pm - we scramble for a good boy's name. We both think it will be a boy. The name will probably be Stixon.
7:46 - 9:31pm - Various probing by other masked, rubber gloved vigilantes.
9:45pm - Suzy makes a new friend and possibly a new eternal companion - her anesthesiologist!
11:59pm - the effacement and dilation counts reach an all time high. We are on the edge of our seats.
12:46pm - Nurse says its time to start pushing. Little does she know that Suzy's an old pro at this. Suzy pushes once and the nurse says, "Okay, let's wait for the doctor."
1:05am - A young female doctor comes in. Her and her assistant had to be between 25-30 years old. They were awesome. Pushing.....pushing...pushing. (Sorry this is the man's POV, I make it sound so easy. Well Suzy makes it looks easy.)
1:20am – The head is out, umbilical chord is loosely wrapped around the neck. The doctor unwraps it with ease.
December 1st, 1:25am- a baby comes out...umbilical chord is covering the babies sex parts... long 30 seconds passes...doctor says, "Oh, you don't know what it is yet, do you?....It has....girl parts!"
This is the where the story gets interesting.
So... "stressed out Dad" left "stressed out Mom" and went to the third floor with "stressed out baby". At the nursery my fears were relieved by two wide-eyed nurses that thought, by her appearance, that
I watched her for a long time in the NICU. This is where Dad's have a total advantage. I get to see everything first hand and Suzy has to wait in her room for updates. Fortunately, this story has a happy ending.
The nurse told us to be careful when we walked around the hospital with her because the staff would probably think she was not breathing. We found out later that the bruising on her face and the fluid in her lungs was due to her rapid descent. I guess in "birthing speed" that was considered "fast". So I'm talking with
2:34pm - All is well. Happy Birthday Juliet.