Everyone wish Little A a happy 3rd birthday. The birth story follows …
(Rememeber all this happened 3 years ago and is all true and we remember it on the 26th of every year. )
Name: Little A
Weight: 7 lbs. 6 oz.
Length: 20.25 in.
Birth Date: 4.28.03
To appreciate the whole story we have to start Saturday night about 7:45 PM when I went to feed the dogs. A had Bronchitis and had been coughing for about 2 weeks. She complained her side really hurt Saturday afternoon. No one thought much of it other than she was sore from coughing. I, however, when feeding the dogs was trying to move a fan in the dog house. I picked it up and promptly received an eye full of sawdust in my right eye.
Into the house I went to flush my eye. So I flushed and flushed and flushed and the pain and sawdust were still there. So into the shower I go. And flushed and flushed and flushed some more … no dice! So I called a friend to take me to a minor emergency clinic. The one I usually go to was closed so I go to another one ( wait — this story is going somewhere ). I have this thing about eyes .. I nearly had a panic attack so they send me to the emergency room. One Zanex and some vicaden later they send me home saying it looked ok, just a scratch.
Mean while, back at the ranch, A coughs a little too hard and feels a pop in her side. Intense pain and off to the emergency room she goes in another town with a cracked rib. She’s escorted by her pregnant sister SIL, who is 6 months pregnant. They are stopping at every Whataburger along the way to go to the bathroom. Two pregnant women in a car on the way to Dallas from Arlington having to stop and pee; one with a broken rib. Let’s recount. A’s in the ER in Dallas, I’m in the ER in Arlington.
So at 2:30 AM Sunday morning we finally all get home and get some sleep.
Monday morning we were schedule to induce at 9:30 AM. So we start our day about 5:30 AM. Those with kids understand the 4 hour gap. A rounds the corner and says, “I think my water broke.” A’s had 2 kids prior and her water didn’t break on any of them. So the pace quickens. 90% of everything was ready, but we were expecting more time. H, our 5 year old, got to witness all the action. To his benefit Monday morning’s breakfast was Starburst. It’s amazing how logic goes out the window when you have to be somewhere.
We show up at the hospital at 7:30 AM ready and we let them know the situation and in we go to labor room 7.
An hour or so later the epidural is in and a little too high. A can’t breath from the Bronchitis … remember that? So we go up and down with the epidural medicine, not the epidural. Then about 4:45 PM, the Dr. comes in and says, “Ok, let’s start pushing.” And then he leaves … Ok, I may be a rookie, but … ok so he left.
So she pushes and pushes, remember she has a broken rib, and pushes. Little A gets about 1/3 out and the chord is around her neck. Not too tight, but it’s got to be cut, the Dr., who has now returned, clamps two sides while I am looking over A’s left leg. Just before the Dr. cuts, I think, that’s going to squirt me right in the face, and it did! It was like when you turn on the kitchen sink and grab the sprayer and you get that abrupt shot to the face. So the Dr. says, “Never had that happen before,” and we move on. A few minutes later I have my little girl, Little A. Mom and baby are well!