New baby born today - he still doesn't have a name, which has been an ongoing issue for a lot of people that have driven my daughter crazy about it. She wants to get to know him a little better first before she hands him a moniker that may be totally inappropriate. That girl takes her naming seriously.
He was due nearly a week ago - December 13. She wanted to have him as naturally as possible, go with the flow. I had hoped that she would be able to. But the OB kinda pushed a little - stripped the membranes - in order to get the juices flowing, I guess. THAT was Wednesday. Dancer was really getting impatient by late last night, almost to the point of "I'm going to be pregnant FOREVER" but not quite.
She texted me at 5:45 this morning - "Contractions but no rush. Will call in a little while". Nearly 8am they were leaving for the hospital. I waited about an hour and even though the monitors were showing mild contrations about every 2-3 minutes, she appeared to be in more pain that was warranted by the monitors.
After nearly 4 hours, she finally opted for an epidural - a bit sad that she couldn't take it, she was, but moving on is the name of the game here. She told me (as everyone but her husband was banned from the room) that things moved pretty quickly after that, there was no time to bring in moms and moms-in-law for last minute advice. SHE SAID it moved pretty quickly. I SAID that was a crock because we waited for hours, nearly four hours after the epidural. She was pushing the whole time.
Little man is a mircle.
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