Holy fucking shit, he's here!
So. The smart money was always on the baby arriving a couple of weeks early as its a family habit on liz's side of things. However, we weren't expecting him 4 weeks early.
thought that maybe the sprout had shifted around and moved into position. Also, she was complaining about digestion issues. Which didn't go away... and then there was signs that maybe
the show had appeared. The hospital says no, we decided to go and grab all the stuff we wanted for a labour bag anyway. Annnd then these digestion issues were clearly contractions. Maybe they're false ones, being tricky, say the brave heroes, desperately in denial. Annnnd then goldengrove
's waters broke. Denial curls up in a ball and starts to rock.
To truly contemplate the horror - the "labour bag" is the half unpacked shopping on the dining room table. The "nursery" has bunches of irrelevant furniture and guff in it, including filling the cot. The "newborn child seat" is in a box it came in, because my car got rammed a week ago and has been off getting fixed. (btw, it is all pretty again now).
So, off to the hospital we go at midnight to discover that she was 4 or 5cm dilated. The midwife takes one look at her (screaming, nauseous, no, actually throwing up) and says "epidural". So, despite it being pretty low down on her list, goldengrove
gets a needle in the spine and it brings sweet sweet relief to her pain (and my ears:)).
Hours pass, with her being topped up with extra hormones to counter act the slowing effect of the drugs in her spine. At 5am I message my boss, knowing he'd be on the train from Traralgon - "I'm not coming to work. Guess why?". Contractions continue a bit erratically but by 6am, the resident says "totally dilated, start pushing in an hour". Neither of us have slept by this point.
3 hours and a bit later, and one suction cupping, we have a brand new baby boy. He's 4 weeks prem, but weighs 3.2kg, leading to horrors when considering how big he might have got. He had some trouble breathing and had to go to the special nursery for a few hours, but he came back about 2.5hours later and got lots of cuddles and a couple of mil of colustrum. He has to stay in the nursery overnight (due to quibbling about whether he was 36 weeks or 35 weeks and 6 days, that being the borderline), but there's no real expectation that he'll have hassles. I left the hospital with him sleeping soundly next to goldengrove
who was also wrecked.
Epidural was a good call, and we're both happy about the lack of any other real issues (some minor stitching for goldengrove
Thanks to all the folks who wished us well, its appreciated. Sorry for the small number of people left hanging by the messages that things were "90% good" a bit earlier in the day :)
So, I'm home to write this, organise the car seat, wash some baby clothes, have a shower and head back to the hospital for a couple of hours, then come home and collapse.
If folks feel the urge to visit, give us a call or sms ahead of time. Hours are between 2-4 and 6-8, and we'll prob be in a 3-person room, so we don't really want to overload the place :) If you'd rather wait and see the human wormbaby a bit later, we won't be in the least bit offended :)
Oh, and no, like many of the other baby related things, we didn't have a name 100% ready. We'll let y'all know, ok? :)