I woke briefly on the morning of Sunday, April 27 around 7:00 am and felt some light cramping. I dozed off and on until 8:30 when I decided to get up, get dressed, make the bed and see if what I thought was happening was in fact - happening. Matthew had woken about a half an hour before me and was with Mike watching a movie. I went down to say good morning and see what they were up to. Mike looked at me, and asked me what was up. I told him, in a bit of a high-pitched tone - “Oh not too much” to which he read into my cue perfectly. We went upstairs while Matthew watched his movie and I filled Mike in on my suspicions that today was “the day”.  He ran up to Timmie’s to grab coffee but I opted for a tea from home instead. Matt enjoyed his chocolate chip muffin for breakfast though! :S
I decided to sweep the floors and make sure the house was in oder. I had a shower and sent Mike to the laundry room with a couple of small loads to run through. By the time I was done drying my hair and getting dressed we decided to tell Matthew that I was having some pain. I wanted to make sure though, because didn’t want to disappoint him.  We were supposed to be going to a birthday party for my Uncle whose 60th birthday was that day. We would still send Matt with Mom and Dad, but we’d hang tight home, just in case.
By 11:30 I decided we’d better get things together and head to the hospital - just to get checked as the contractions were getting closer - and stronger. This is happening very quickly.
I called my sister, who was my second support person and told her we were heading up. By the time we dropped Matt off at Mom and Dad’s and made our way through town it was about 12:10 and we walked into Labour and Delivery at 12:15.
They hooked me up to the monitor and checked me, I was 5 cms and the contract ions were getting stronger and closer. I decided lying down was horrible so I got them to raise the bed and I sat up in the bed. What a difference that made! The Dr. had prescribed Dilaudid for pain, but really I was doing ok and didn’t need it. He only lives 5 minutes away so he wasn’t sticking around but said to cal him when got to 8-9 cms and he’d be right there. There was a young female resident who was there who was fantastic.
After running the strip on me for about 20-30 minutes they suggested that I get up and walk for a while to see if I’d progress any more. At the same time, another nurse (“spitfire”, we have affectionately nicknamed her) told me to get up and get in the shower with the hot water at my back. My sister came in and held the nozzle while I sat backwards bent over a chair. I have never had anything feel so good. It was awesome. However, it was short-lived. I had a couple of small contractions while I was sitting there, but the third one was a doozie!!! Holy Hanah, what was happening?? My body was pushing, right there on the chair!! I told my sister to stop the water, I needed a cold facecloth and i told them to get me out of there - NOW! Talk about scurry! They were trying to get a johnny-shirt on me and get me to the bed because all I said was “He’s coming!”
Once they got me onto the bed they told me to hang on a second until they checked me. I could hardly move I needed to push so bad but they were great and quick and worked fast to get me positioned. Looked like the Resident was going to be delivering because there was no way they had time to call the Dr. In about 30 minutes I went from 5 cms to TEN CENTIMETERS!!!! We’re good to go (…like they had to tell ME that!) When they checked me they could see his head. All they said was “You tell us when you’re ready to push.” So on the next contraction I pushed. I could feel him descending. I don’t remember feeling that with Matthew. It was burning so badly, but it was because he was crowning and was moving very fast through the birth canal. The next contraction I pushed again and his head came out and he turned to have his shoulders properly placed. That was an interesting sensation. Please let another contraction come quickly because this really burned. It seemed like 2 hours, but it was probably on 45 seconds or so before the next contraction. There was no way I was going through this any longer, he’s outta here. “Here we go!” I said.  I pushed like I have never pushed before in my life and I couldn’t believe what I was feeling.  Out he came flying!! Three pushes. Maybe 10 minutes from the time I got out of the shower. No doctor, no meds, no nothing.  There was no time - jumpins’ they were gonna send me walking for an hour! It was now 1:52 pm and Marcus was here.
The nurses and the resident did awesome!! They were so great! I was as impressed with them as they were with me!  LOL After they let Mike cut the cord and they had Marcus over checking him out, my Dr. came in. I looked at him and said, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to be quite THAT fast!” We all laughed. He was there to watch the resident deliver the placenta and because Marcus came so quickly I had a second-degree tear, so he allowed her to stitch me. She was wonderful.
During the stitching, Mike, my sister and I were all on our cell phones..lol. The first call was to Matthew who was out at the BBQ. The place went nuts when Matthew announced that Marcus was here. No ne could believe it!
Shortly after, I sent a text through to my CPOers who were on stand-by! It all happened so fast. The next thing I knew they were moving us to our room and my sister (who is a nurse in the hospital) had to leave because of the visitor restrictions.
We had to wait four hours to feed Marcus but he slept beside us the entire time. He weighed in at 8 lbs 1 ounce and was 20.5 inches long.
As I write this it is 1:00 AM on Monday morning. We woke him to feed him at 10:00 pm, changed him and he’s been asleep since.
I wanted to get this much written down and typed in before there were parts that would slip my mind. I’ll get more typed later and I’ll add pictures as well.
But, to sum it up quickly, simply amazing is the only thing I can say!
Until next time…
