So, here goes.....the week has been a whirlwind with an unexpected delivery and the addition of our little bundle into our lives. Being the blog novices that we are, we set low blogging expectations for ourselves and vowed to blog about Jane's birth at some point--at least before her high school graduation. To summarize the last several days I've written a short story (some of you have stopped reading already), trust me it's well-worth the read or at least a glance at the pictures.
CHAPTER 1
July 3, 2008 - routine OB/GYN visit, tests revealed water had broken, told "do not pass go, do not go home, head directly to hospital 'cause you are having a baby" and "this ought to be interesting" as Jane i.e. my body was not showing any other signs of labor.
Backing up: The previous Monday I decided something was up, called my doctor and she sent me to the hospital to see if my water had broken. Tests came up negative but that got Jon & I focused, as in, pack the bags, install the car seat, get all the paper work ready. Issue continued until my scheduled doctors appointment.
Arrived at the hospital and the preparations began, I would be induced. Jon was heading back home to pick up the bags, take care of Lizzie, our dog, and head to the hospital as well.
The medication administered began around 1:45pm and kept going, and going. At some point around 1am the nurse said I was still technically "not in labor yet". That was encouraging.
After that, the potocin (induction meds) really kicked in and contractions became intense.
At 5am, epidural in, pain out, things started to progress. By the by, the nursing staff at our hospital was amazing. Very professional, but even more relational. We will not forget the nurses who were attending to our care.
July 4, 2008 - Jane was born at 11:43 AM, weighing 6 lb 14oz, 18 3/4". A true blessing to us and rememberance of how good God is. Also, everyone celebrates Jane's birthday with fireworks! How great is that. That evening, after a second round of blood work, Jane's white blood cell count was elevated, which meant she was fighting a possible infection. Because of this, Jane was moved to the special care nursery and administered antibiotics.
Naturally nervous, it was a long night of prayer, talking with each other, questioning the nurses...it is so hard to not have control of a situation.
CHAPTER 1
July 3, 2008 - routine OB/GYN visit, tests revealed water had broken, told "do not pass go, do not go home, head directly to hospital 'cause you are having a baby" and "this ought to be interesting" as Jane i.e. my body was not showing any other signs of labor.
Backing up: The previous Monday I decided something was up, called my doctor and she sent me to the hospital to see if my water had broken. Tests came up negative but that got Jon & I focused, as in, pack the bags, install the car seat, get all the paper work ready. Issue continued until my scheduled doctors appointment.
Arrived at the hospital and the preparations began, I would be induced. Jon was heading back home to pick up the bags, take care of Lizzie, our dog, and head to the hospital as well.
The medication administered began around 1:45pm and kept going, and going. At some point around 1am the nurse said I was still technically "not in labor yet". That was encouraging.
After that, the potocin (induction meds) really kicked in and contractions became intense.
At 5am, epidural in, pain out, things started to progress. By the by, the nursing staff at our hospital was amazing. Very professional, but even more relational. We will not forget the nurses who were attending to our care.
July 4, 2008 - Jane was born at 11:43 AM, weighing 6 lb 14oz, 18 3/4". A true blessing to us and rememberance of how good God is. Also, everyone celebrates Jane's birthday with fireworks! How great is that. That evening, after a second round of blood work, Jane's white blood cell count was elevated, which meant she was fighting a possible infection. Because of this, Jane was moved to the special care nursery and administered antibiotics.
Naturally nervous, it was a long night of prayer, talking with each other, questioning the nurses...it is so hard to not have control of a situation.
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