R- Finally Posts . . .

Well I can see that if I leave the birth story up to CRW not only will it take a life time to tell but it will be slightly incorrect. With this being the first time I post on my blog I hope you will be gentle. I do not have a gift of words and promise not to be as entertaining as my husband. Just to set the story straight I had a dream that I peed my pants when I woke up from the dream I was very disoriented due to the lack of sleep you get at the end of your pregnancy. I was trying to decided if I had dreamed that I peed my pants or if I actually had. In my dream state I locked my legs and tried not to pee my pants. When I got to the bathroom I thought if I peed my pants I would smell it. With that being said on we go with the story.

After the hospital determined I was actually in labor and indeed my water had broke we sat. The doctor on call said we would have to wait until my blood work came back normal so they could allow me to deliver. Piper cooperated because all my contractions stopped at this point and we waited. From 3:00 a.m. to 12:45 p.m Monday morning on March 17th we waited. After the third blood draw we got the OK to start labor as they did not want me to sit to long without going into labor because of the risk of infection. At this point we have seen the doctor once! At this point the nurse starts pitocin and into labor I went. The next 45 minutes are blurry because not only do I go from 2cm to 7cm I can not get my epidural. After I hyperventilate I decide no drugs is a bad idea and wait an eternity to get my epidural. At this point CRW is reading over my shoulder and is telling me it was only an hour until I got my epidural. I guess my husband does not want to live through the night. The nurse, CRW, and I get me to the point of no return with still no doctor in sight. With the nurse yelling at me to stop pushing and trying to find the doctor I try to put mother nature on hold. Finally the doctor comes in and says "I am not ready I don't even have my gloves on." I'm thinking are you for real I have been here since 3:00 a.m. in the morning and your not ready. I tell him he has time to put some gloves on to deliver my baby and that a bare gloved delivery is not an option for me!! CRW tells me at this point the top of the baby is visible I will take his word for it because I was a little busy. While my absentee doctor is trying to put his gloves on and drop the table for delivery her head pops out. At this time the doctor starts yelling at me to stop pushing. By this time I am thinking why is everyone yelling at me this baby wants to come NOW and it is not my fault you people are not ready! The doctor tells me he is going to help her shoulder come out, but Piper has her own ideas. Her left hand pops out and I hear "Oh you little turkey."  The doctor then says "Do you want to deliver your own baby?" He has CRW and the nurse sit me up and I reach down and pull my baby out. Left holding her I am thinking now what? He then tells me to put her on my chest and has CRW unsnap my gown at the top. He clips the cord delivers the placenta and leaves. The nurse finishes everything up after that. At this point I am thinking, I am so glad I get to give the doctor all my money to deliver my baby only to have me do it myself. 

Piper comes into our lives at 6 pounds 15 ounces, 20 inches long, head 13 1/4 inches big. On St. Patrick's day March 17th, at 4:16 p.m. Her full name is Piper Ophelia. Baby and Mom are doing good and all is right in the world. The baby's eyes are the standard blue gray. The hair color is brown with hints of red, only time will tell if we have another red head. So far she has been a good baby, less fussy than our other two. We love her. -R