Monday, September 16, 2013

Lincoln Mark Brady--the Birth Story

After the craziness of finding out I needed to be induced, then having the induction postponed almost a week, and then once again not making it into the hospital on my 2nd scheduled date, we woke up the morning of September 5 unsure of what to expect. It had been really hard to have plans change so much as far as logistics go--we ended up making arrangements with 10 different families to help out with our boys between it all, and Sam had taken time off work to supposedly have a baby, only to find out it wasn't going to happen.

So when we called the hospital and they told us they didn't have a bed for me and to try again in a few hours, and then we called again a few hours later to hear the same news, I began to wonder if someone was playing some sort of cruel joke on us. But finally the hospital told us to come in around 11 am and they would get things started.

They had told me to not eat anything after midnight and when we kept getting delayed, to only have clear fluids. When I found out that the only reason was to prevent vomiting while anesthetized in case of emergency C-Section, I decided I would eat a little cereal to get some strength to deliver a baby. I tend to get rather ill when I don't eat while pregnant, and especially with such severe anemia. But about an hour after arriving at the hospital, when almost everything was done to get me started, the nurse asked if I had eaten anything and I admitted that I had eaten a little cereal. She stared at me in shock and informed me that they were probably not going to induce me that day because I had eaten. I was so surprised to hear that! She left to go check on it and I turned to Sam and said, "If we get sent home, promise me we'll laugh really hard." He agreed wholeheartedly.

But she came back a few minutes later with the doctor and told me that since I was already dilated to a 5 on my own, they were going to consider me "in labor" and go ahead and start the induction. Phew!


My doctor broke my water, they started the pitocin a little after noon, and I was ready to deliver a little before 5! We had a couple of scares with baby's heartrate dropping to half-speed, but in the end he was born in 3 contractions and came out perfectly pink and healthy at 5:09 pm! (5:09 on 09/05!)

He let out a few half-hearted cries but was very quickly comforted as they wrapped him up and handed him directly to me! The hospital has some new policies that make it so they do essentially everything at the mother's bedside and they don't even weigh the baby until a while after he is born--he goes straight to Mommy.

Eventually, they did weigh him and discovered he was 9 lbs, 3 oz! The doctor commented, "Well, he's certainly full-grown." He also told us that we might want to watch out because our next one could be a 10-pounder--our babies have gotten about a pound bigger each time! (Talmage was 7 lbs, 7 oz and Wesley was 8 lbs, 9 oz.) He was also 21.5 inches long.






He was so alert and awake immediately after birth. I loved seeing him study Sam's face so intently!

Eventually they got us down to a recovery room and after bathing him and doing other routine care, they bundled him up for the night! He slept great, only waking up once to eat.






His little smirk cracks me up!




He is such a sweet baby! I think he has Talmage's features, but positioned like Wesley's, so it will be fun to see how he ties them together since they don't resemble each other all that much. Sam thinks he mostly just looks like Talmage. I guess we'll see as time goes on. His eyes are SO dark, almost black, and he has a smattering of dark brown hair. He smiles and even chuckles in his sleep, eats like a champ, and loves being swaddled. We have absolutely loved getting acquainted with his sweet spirit over the past week and a half and can't wait to see what's in store!

I'll get around to catching up the blog eventually, but I freely admit that I can't get enough of newborn snuggles...so it will take some time!

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Strike That...


As you can see by the picture above, I still have a baby inside of me. :) That was taken the morning we thought we were headed to the hospital to welcome little brother (last Thursday). As it turned out, the hospital was unusually busy and there was not room for me! So we enjoyed a nice little day together as a family, since Sam had taken the day off work, and waited to hear what the verdict would be. I saw my doctor the next day and due to Labor Day weekend, he was unable to set up another induction until tomorrow (Wednesday), which is actually my due date. He thought I'd go into labor on my own before then, but so far baby is still nice and cozy. Although I am going on about a week and a half of false labor, off and on. Sheesh!

I guess that's what happens when your hospital delivers over 10,000 babies per year. It's one of the top 50 hospitals in the nation to have a baby at--we're definitely blessed with the medical care available to us here in Houston!

So it looks as though this little guy will be born tomorrow, but we're not making any promises...
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