Well the kid is here with us. Connar is his name. He was born at 1:11 pm in room 111, and is weighing in at 8 lb, 9 oz. I guessed 8 lb, 3 oz. Not too bad for an amateur.

Amy did great. I actually almost threw up just a few minutes before the final push. Crazy.

He’s been breast feeding and is now sleeping. Amy has been throwing up in between breast feeding and continues to feel light headed and some pain. Here are some pictures of Connar and the doctor. Amy’s not feeling too well so pictures of her would not be tasteful.

She lost a decent amount of blood and can’t keep stuff down, so please pray she begins to feel better. Thanks so much for all of your prayers and interest. Can’t wait for you to see him in person. I think he looks cute.

Amy is now fully dialated and has pushed some hair out. We don’t know the sex of Little T, but we know that he/she has a full head of hair. Unlike his/her daddy. The midwife is taking her sweet time coming down here, but now we are summoning her for the home stretch. Amy can’t help but push, so we should see some results really soon.

Well now its a bit after noon. This is the time when I eat lunch. So the prognostication that the baby would be here by lunch time is probably going to come up short. Yet the baby is at the +2 position now (head turned the right way) and the delivery table is in the room. And Amy has ‘the shakes’ which are indicative of nearing the end of delivery. Nevertheless, we are playing the waiting game for a bit longer. And as Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers sang, “The waiting is the hardest part…”

Amy is feeling so good now. She can’t feel a thing and continually talks about how thankful she is for this epidural. They’ll eventually lessen the drugs when its time to push. Until then she’s been happy to just chill. We were kind of in a race (for guys, everything is a race or competition) to beat this woman down the hall, but just got word that we lost. Still everything seems to be moving well. Praise God. Thanks for all those who are ‘keeping score at home.’ My mom just showed up so we have a full house.

The midwife took a while to get here, but Amy was in such pain that we got the epidural going. It didn’t take too long and now she feels fine. She’s was actually talking on her cell with her brother a minute ago. The midwife has just broken her water and checked her dialation. She’s now a 6! I don’t know what that really means, other than those painful contractions actually did something (6 cm as opposed to 1 cm Amy’s been at for like 2 weeks!). The next best news is that she’s no longer in pain. Anathesia is pricey, but seeing your wife no longer in pain: priceless. The next best news after that: the midwife and doctor think the baby will be here before lunch time. I’m thinking they meant Easter Standard Time.

Its about 7:30 am now, and we are anxiously awaiting someone from the doctor’s office to come soon. Supposedly they should be here around now. The contractions are increasing in frequency and strength, so she’s pretty uncomfortable during them, obviously. We’re looking forward to someone breaking her water (if she’s dialated enough), and then get her the epidural. Pray she can hang on until then. Thanks! I’m proud of how she’s handled them so far.
She’s got some crushed ice to eat; I feel kind of bad since Randy brought by some of his famous cinnamon rolls.

We arrived as scheduled at Lakewood Ranch this morning. Actually we were a little ahead of time, coming in at 4:45 am instead. Both of us slept a combined total of 27 minutes last night. Amy had contractions most of the night, and I wouldn’t have been able to sleep anyway. So I helped time, then fell asleep for about 12 minutes before the 3:50 am alarm.

She’s been given the Pitosin and so that should increase the number and strength of contractions. Apparently they don’t want to give her the epidural until later, so that’s going to be hard for Amy. It might be a few hours before she gets the real drugs. It’s just before 6 am now, so we’ll see how long she can go. Apparently her cervix is still not very dialated. That’s what we’re pushing for now. Thanks for the prayers.

Well, we’re getting ready to head home. Its 10:15 pm. This is getting really fun. Baby is fine. Amy is fine, but frustrated. Hopefully the next time we head to the hospital, we’ll be leaving with a baby! Ours of course.

We are now in Triage C. We’ve been here like 4 times in a week! Amy had some leaking of fluids, which turned out to be nothing. And “Little T” wasn’t moving, or so we thought. He’s moving now but Amy can’t feel it. She’ll be hooked up to the NST until 10:15 pm, and then they’ll call the doctor about inducing. We are still scheduled at 5 am on Friday, and I’m a bit concerned about them keeping that time. Apparently there are no inducements on Thursday, their normal day of inducing, because of some stupid class. We’re thrilled. So we may be going home tonight around 10:30 pm. Little T is costing us some money! But he looks healthy so that’s what counts. Thanks for your prayers. I can’t give pictures because I forgot my connection thingy. Amy wasn’t too mad about that.

Well apparently 2 things are now certain: the internet at the hospital is working with my computer and Amy will be induced on Friday, instead of Thursday. It was a bit disheartening to push the inducement date one more day. But Friday morning at 5 am, the fun will start. Unless we get some bad news from the NST (apparently this time he/she’s too active for an easy reading, so we could be here a while), or Amy goes into labor beforehand (which I guess is theoretically possible since the doctor did all that he could to give the cervix a ‘workout’), Little T will have a new name on Friday.