Friday, November 13, 2009

Logan's birth story

On November 09, 2009 Mommy, Daddy and Dylan went to our appointment with the midwife. At this point, Baby Logan is already one day past his due date and we were desperately hoping that there’s been progress. After Mommy got checked, midwife Roxie told us that the baby is lower, cervix is softer and the baby should be arriving sometime this week – though not the next day as we were hoping. She also told us that due to the swine flu scare, the hospital has a new policy – anyone younger than 16 years old is not allowed in the hospital unless for medical reason. At this point, Mommy and Daddy had to scramble to figure out what we would do with Dylan when Mommy goes into labor. Thankfully, we knew that we could rely on Grandma, Uncle Tommy, Lolo and/or Lola to come to our rescue.

After our appointment, we went to Clay Oven for dinner. Mommy read that spicy Indian food induces labor so Mommy ordered an extra spicy Chicken Tikka Saag dish. About 8hrs later, Mommy was woken up at 4:06am by a contraction followed by another 13 minutes later. The next couple of contractions were closer together and the intensity was much greater. Then, at about 5am, during one of the contractions, Mommy hear a ‘popping’ sound and immediately knew her water had broken. Mommy went to the bathroom to confirm and sure enough, it was time to have a baby. Daddy called the midwife to inform her Mommy was in labor. Roxie told us to continue to monitor the contractions, pack up, and head over to the hospital. At the same, we were calling Grandma, Uncle Tommy, Lolo and Lola. It took several calls to finally get in touch with them since they were either at work or still sleeping. We made arrangements for Grandma to meet us at the house so she can watch Dylan.

While waiting for Grandma, Mommy and Daddy started to clean up the house a little bit. Daddy packed up the car and made sure we have everything we needed. After an hour, the contractions were getting a lot closer together. At 6:10AM Mommy decided we just couldn’t wait for Grandma; instead, she would just have to meet us at the hospital. Daddy woke up Dylan and got him ready. During our drive to Hackettstown, the contractions were coming at 2 minute intervals for about 1 minute long – a clear indication that baby is coming sooner than later. Daddy took the back roads hoping to avoid the morning rush hour traffic.

When we got to the hospital, we knew Dylan wasn’t allowed inside, so Mommy went into the ER by herself while Daddy stayed outside with Dylan. While getting registered, Mommy continued to get contractions that were so bad that Daddy had to rush inside the ER leaving Dylan in the car (though we could see him from where we were standing). When the wheelchair arrived, I was rushed to the LD floor while Daddy went back out to get Dylan and our luggage. Because it was an emergency, they thankfully allowed Dylan to go inside with Daddy…at least until Grandma got to the hospital.

As soon as we got into the LD room (which was the same room where we had Dylan), Mommy was in so much pain that she just wanted to start pushing the baby out. The nurse (Karen) immediately filled the tub with water, checked vitals, and started an IV for the antibiotics. Minutes later, Daddy and Dylan arrived in the LD room. At every contraction, Mommy was in so much pain that Dylan would walk over and say “Mommy are you OK?”. Dylan was very concerned with what was going on, and he behaved himself very well. When it was time for Mommy to get in the water, Dylan wanted to take off his clothes and he kept saying “I want to go in water with Mommy”.

While in the water, the contractions were a little bit more tolerable but they were still even more intense. All Mommy wanted to do was push. At about 7AM, Roxie walked in the room and told Mommy to push whenever she wanted. A few minutes later, Grandma arrived at the hospital and attended to Dylan who seemed terrified but very curious. At this point, Mommy started to push thinking it wasn’t this difficult the first time around. At one point, she looked at Daddy and said “I don’t think I can do this.” With every push, Mommy would let out a scream that not only terrified Daddy, Dylan and Grandma, but also the entire 4th floor. After three pushes and horror sounding screams, our baby Logan was born at 7:33AM.

Logan weighed in at 7 lbs 15 oz and 20 inches long. Surprising, these were the same measurements as Dylan’s.

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