Breakfast On Pluto

(I'll try and keep this PG but if you never wanted to know anything at all about the birthing process, don't read ahead!)

Mid-contraction. Thanks Rob.

Rob and I knew Jordan was coming the night before she was born. At my last dr. appointment that Thursday, my doctor told me to go to the hospital if she wasn't born that night- I was about 5cm. So we laid in bed freaking out all night long, and at 5:30am went to the hospital. I considered not showing up but I knew this had to happen sometime and after all this waiting, postponing it another day or two would just be worse.

Once at the hospital, we checked in at triage and I had my temperature and blood pressure taken and answered a ton of questions. The admitting nurse was SO funny. She went on about how labor is just a pain the neck, and how you don't need any of the baby stuff they say you do. She went on and on and on.






So we got into the triage room and they hooked me up to a monitor.While hooked up I dilated to 6cm and then were officially admitted. We had to wait a while for a labor room, but one opened up around 8am. I had my first wheelchair ride up there!


They hooked me up again. I had an IV drip and a monitor so I couldn't move around like I wanted, but I wasn't in pain and was so tired that laying around was nice.

Our nurse, Lya, was SO awesome. She really helped calm us down. Rob's vesovagal started acting up so he kept laying on chairs- they eventually brought him a recliner so he didn't pass out! At 8:45am they broke my water and started me on a Pitocin drip to make my contractions regular. For awhile we hung out and joked around, waiting for stuff to start. Rob had joked at the beginning of all of this that I had until 10AM to have the baby, but since we didn't even get into our room until 8am he kindly extended the deadline until noon.

Around 10:30am my contractions had starting speeding up and began to get painful. I was already past 7cm but I decided to get pain relief because I figured I could be like this till 7 or 8pm and I'd die. The problem is, by the time I decided I needed an epidural, it took about 30 minutes for everything to get set up and another 20 minutes for it to begin to set in. Poor Rob had to go into the bathroom while they gave it to me, and the nurse tried to call him out while my back was still exposed. I yelled to warn him not to look but he still got a glance. By 11:30am, half my body was numb and the other half was still getting beaten by the contractions. I felt so bad for Rob, he was taking my pain worse than I was.




I went from 8 cm to 10 cm in 5 minutes, and after a few pushes we had to wait for the dr. After 20 total minutes of pushing out came Jordan, with a record time of a 3 hour labor! Once the doctors pronounced her healthy, we were amazed at how great she looked- not squished or deformed or bruised, not even a conehead :-)


Jordan Hanna, born May 27th at 12:18pm, weighing 6lb. 9oz. and 19 inches long. She's such a love! Rob is already an amazing dad, and hopefully my mothering instinct will come out from its 25 years of hiding so I can be a decent mother.