A November Birthday for Graham David

We are praising the Lord for yet another healthy baby boy, and I'm reminded once again that every baby is truly a miracle. God is so good! I'm happy to report that this labor & delivery experience was much quicker than my labor with Will. The abbreviated version of the story is that Graham was born approximately one hour upon arriving at the hospital on Saturday, November 7th, weighing in at 7 lbs 13 oz at 6:27 p.m.

In my pregnancy with Will I was dilated to 3 cm at my last weekly checkup, went into labor a couple days later, labored for over 36 hours, and hadn't slept for 2 nights. Needless to say I was astonished to learn I had only progressed .5 centimeters at the time we checked into the hospital. At which point, I was exhausted. My midwife encouraged me to get an epidural, and I didn't argue...she hoped it would speed the process along, and that I could catch up on some sleep before I had to start pushing. Thankfully within 4 hours I progressed to 10 cm.

As I mentioned in one of my previous posts, Graham had been posterior leading up to labor; however, he turned anterior about a week prior to delivery and I was SO thankful that I wouldn't have to experience back labor! In contrast to my progression with Will, I was only 1 cm dilated at my last checkup with Graham.

For those of you who are actually interested, here's the more detailed version of how things played out this time around...I woke up around 4 a.m. with contractions and was able to sleep on and off between contractions for about an hour. By 5:15 a.m., they were already strong enough that I couldn't sleep through them, so I decided to jump in the shower and get ready for the day. I was excited that the time had finally arrived. Dave woke up not too long after that when he heard me in the bathroom. I encouraged him to go back to sleep, as it could be a while yet before we would need to head to the hospital.

We called Dave's mom around 10 that morning and asked her to head to our house and be ready to hang out with Will for the next few days ;-) My contractions were still pretty mild at that point, and it was a gorgeous day, so we all headed outside to rake leaves...we got the whole yard done :) The contractions got more intense by 1:30 p, and by 3-ish they were very intense. I called my midwife at 4:30 p, and she suggested we head to the hospital. We arrived around 5, they got me all set up and checked me at 5:20...I was already 6 cm dilated, so I was ecstatic!

Part of me really wanted to try natural childbirth this time around, but I also didn't want to be one of those women who gets stuck at 7 or 8 cm for hours. Not a single bone in my body wanted a repeat of my first experience being incredibly sleep-deprived before motherhood officially begins. I went back-and-forth for about 20 minutes before giving into the epidural once again...Dave kept asking me why I would ever choose to experience that pain. haha. So, I finally caved and got the epidural at 6 p.m. The ironic part; however, is that as the anesthesiologist was administering the epidural, my labor & delivery nurse looked into my eyes and kept saying to me, "don't push, don't push!" I looked at her and said, "Why are you telling me not to push? Am I ready to go?!" She hadn't even checked me since I was first checked at 5:20, but she said, "I've done this long enough to know...I can see it in your eyes that you're a 10." My midwife hadn't arrived at the hospital yet, so they really didn't want me to push. I held off, and thankfully she arrived soon after, but even with the epidural, I could feel the strong contractions, so they had to up the dosage. I couldn't believe I went from 6 cm-10 cm within 30 minutes!

I'm thankful that God is in the details. Once I started pushing, I was happy to have the drugs. Graham had turned himself posterior at some point during the labor process, so my midwife had to turn him a couple times, and it was pretty uncomfortable even through the epidural. We did have a scary moment when Graham first entered the world. When his head came out, my midwife quickly noticed that the umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck 3 times. I was able to get him out very quickly and my midwife immediately cut the cord and the nurses started working on him. When he came out blue and unresponsive, I was scared. You feel so helpless laying there just watching them work on your baby! I am so grateful that when we don't have words, the Holy Spirit intercedes on our behalf. I just kept saying, "Jesus" over and over. Dave knelt next to my bed and prayed with me. It felt like an eternity (although Dave said it only lasted about 30 seconds), but we were so relieved when we heard his beautiful, perfect, healthy cry!

I hadn't thought about it at the time, but my mother-in-law made a good observation after the fact...she said that it was probably the best decision I could have made to get the epidural because I had to get Graham out as quickly as possible. We didn't know about the situation with the umbilical cord until the very end, but it's possible that I could've resisted pushing due to the intensity of the contractions. Thanks to drugs I was able to get Graham out quickly.

Thank you to all of our friends and family who were committed to praying for Graham & me throughout my pregnancy and delivery. We're so grateful for all of you!!

Candy!

Knowing that Will is a bit on the cautious side when it comes to experiencing new things, I kinda figured it would take some convincing to get him to climb into his Superman costume. Okay, so he didn't climb into it, we had to put it on him while he tried to convince us otherwise, "no, no, no, no!" For a week or so leading up to Halloween, I put the cape on myself and proceeded to fly around the house showing him how cool his costume really was (don't you wish you could've been a fly on the wall?). I even read him several books with characters he likes who were dressed up as superheros, and he still wasn't convinced.

Some good friends of ours own a local coffee shop here in town. On Friday night they hosted a Halloween bash at their store with live music, yummy food, and everyone came dressed in their creative attire (except for me - I came dressed as a pregnant lady). I thought that Will might be a bit braver for Dave, so I let him dress Will in his costume for the first time. I think Will felt a little silly wearing it, but once he got to the coffee shop and saw everyone else all dressed up, he felt pretty darn cool. He was dancing to the music and having a lot of fun with the other kids.




































Superman carbo-loading








The following day was Halloween, and once again, he wasn't stoked about getting back into his costume. Before I got him to put it on, I let him hand out candy when other kids came to our door, and he thought that was really fun. After a while I asked him if he wanted to dress up and walk around the neighborhood with the rest of kids. At first he said, no, but when I told him the goal was to get lots of candy, well, he quickly warmed up to the idea. Thankfully we lucked out with great weather that night and once he got out there he did not want to go home! I figured he'd be bored after a handful of houses, but every time I asked him if he wanted to go home, he would say, "one more house!" As a parent, it's so fun experiencing these things through your child's eyes. It makes me feel like a kid all over again.






































I tried to capture Superman changing out of his costume, and it turned out rather ghost-like. I figured it was appropriate for the occasion :)










On a separate note, still no news on the baby front. The challenge is that they gave me a "window" for my due date...somewhere between today and November 11th (the discrepancy came when the ultrasound showed that I was further along than their charts). All along I felt I was closer to the beginning of that window, but since the little guy is posterior, that seems to be delaying the process. I go in for another check-up on Thursday, so it'll be interesting to see what they say. Of course I would prefer not to be induced, but I'm curious to see how long they'll allow me to go knowing I have this "window" looming. I know he'll be here soon regardless, so I'm not overly anxious at this point. Stay tuned...