May 24, 2007 I had my 38 week appointment. I was actually 38 weeks and 2 days, my appointment got bumped two days. Anyway, I went to that appointment and my doctor checked my cervix. She looked surprised and told me I was 5 cm dialated and fully thinned out! What?!? Then she asked if I'd like to have a baby today. Uh...of course! She told me to go to the hospital and she'd call and let them know I was coming. I called Joshua on the way out of the building and told him the good news. I was supposed to go pick him up from work after the appointment then he was supposed to go to work at Applebee's. I told him he better call Applebee's cause we're not going there after I pick him up, we're going to the hospital! I stopped at home to grab our bags and a change of clothes for Joshua, then went to pick him up from work. We parked then walked up to Labor and Delivery. (This wasn't how I was imagining going into labor!)
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Soon they had given me an epidural and then broken my water. Now we just waited. Joshua's family had come to hang out and wait with us. At about midnight they decided I was fully dialated and it was time to push, so out went the family! They decided to wait in the waiting room until he was born. They ended up having to wait FOUR hours. At about 2:30 am they decided he was stuck and called my doctor in. We waited for her for about an hour, just sitting through the contractions. (My epidural wasn't working very well at this point, and I could finally feel them!) I was exhausted. (Duh, it was the middle of the night and I had just pushed for 2 and a half hours.) Finally the doctor got there, I got more drugs, and after using the suction vacuum thingy and getting an episiotomy/4th degree tear, at 4:00 am Michael Joshua Rupe was born. They put him on my chest and I had an awesome distraction while she finished up and stitched me. Next they weighed him (6 lbs 13 oz) and measured him (21.25 inches), put a diaper and a hat on, and the goo on his eyes. Then they handed him back to me to learn how to breastfeed. We tried for a few minutes, then Joshua told me his family was still waiting and they wanted to come see him and then go home. So...I let them in. They all took a turn holding the less than an hour old Mikey. I tried calling my mom. She wasn't answering her cell phone or the home phone! Soon after, the phone in our room rang and it was my mom. She was downstairs in the ER with my brother the whole time and wasn't getting cell phone service. After they were done down there they came up to see us and helped us move from the delivery room to the recovery room. (My brother was fine, his heart was doing something weird and he couldn't sleep.) As soon as we got to the recovery room, Joshua crashed on the chair. Nurses kept coming in telling me things and asking me questions. I don't really remember anything they said, I hope it wasn't important! I didn't get much sleep that day. (The nurses ended up bringing in a cot for Joshua, so he slept nicely all morning.) We had lots of visitors that day and the next. We were anxious to go home and finally got to leave Saturday night, the 26th. We stopped at Smith's on the way home to pick up my drugs from the pharmacy and got lots of looks and people asking how old this obviously new baby was. Not even 2 days old!
<---Here's his hospital picture.
<---One month old.
<---Two months old. Yes those are stitches in his head. That story is next. :)
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