He is here!

Vim X Head II is here! Born Thursday, at 10:27am- 8lbs 12.5oz, 21 inches.
I am sorry it has taken us so long to update the blog and send out pictures. Things didn't go quite as planned.

We went in Thursday morning at 5:30 to be induced. We got all our paper work signed, blood taken and the IV started. Our doctor came in and broke my water around 7:10 and started the Pitosin. Although the contractions were not horrible, I decided to go head and request the epidural since the nurse said it could possibly take the anesthesiologist an hour or so to get there. But there happened to be two anesthesiologist working, and I got my epidural at 8:40. By 9:15 I was 5cm and feeling really great. I was relaxed and everything was going smoothly. Around 10:15 the nurse came in said that she had noticed a couple of small dips in the baby's heart rate and wanted to roll me over on my other side. Vim left and went to the restroom and to update the folks. Just a few minutes later the nurse came back in with another nurse and I could tell that they were a little concerned. They weren't talking to me directly and they started rolling me this way and that, poking on my belly, getting me on all fours, and putting me on oxygen. At this point I was at 7cm. Then out of the blue my doctor shows up and the nurse says 'Get Vim'. Vim comes in with big eyes, I am scared at this point, and the doctor is saying, we have to deliver him now. They rolled me out of the room, I am crying at this point and praying like crazy. Our families were all standing outside the door with big eyes, and I hear my mom saying 'It is going to be ok sweety, your going to be ok!' Vim is chasing the bed as they are running with it down the hall. They were knocking things over in the hall yelling, get out of the way. Vim jumped on the bed and kissed me, and shouted 'I love you babe!' as I was wheeled into the Operating Room. They threw the curtain up, and the doctor asked if I could feel her pinching on me. The nurse is saying, 'we have to go, we can't wait, heart rate is 50 bpm' (normally the heart rate is between 140-160 beats per minute). The scarry thing was they were going to cut whether I could feel it or not. I can't remember a time ever being so scared. I was praying, Vim was in the hall praying, our family in the hall were praying, and emergency text messages were sent out for prayers. I heard the doctor ask for the knife, and I heard her say, 'Oh, he is a big baby!' And then I heard Vim crying...what a beautiful sound to my ears! They had me pumped with a bunch of drugs, and I started shaking a bunch...I remember Vim walking around the curtain and showing me our son with tears in his eyes...Just to put it into perspective, they rolled me out of Labor and Delivery room at 10:22 and Vim was born at 10:27. We had 5 doctors in the room and 5 nurses. He was facing 'sunny side up' and the cord was rapped around his neck twice. Apparently only 5% of babies have the cord wrapped twice around.

Looking back, so many things were 'God things'. First, the fact that I didn't go into labor at home and that they ended up having to induce me. Then, our doctor just happened to call to check on me right when the heart rate was decreasing. My doctor and her partner just happened to be available along with 2 other anaesthesiologists. For as bad as the situation got, it just couldn't have gone any smoother. It is one of the most traumatic experiences I have ever had, and I just feel so incredibly blessed that God took care of all of us and we are all healthy and doing great.

Little Man has become a 'baby hog'. He wants to hold him nonstop and gets upset with others take too long holding during thier 'turn'. He has been so sweet in singing to him and talking to him. He is a big helper.