Holly came over to the Big Top from her Monday visit with the midwife reporting that it appeared that Fallon, formerly known as the Coming Attraction 2.0, would likely be coming within the next day. Her midwife reported that she was 4 centimeters dilated and although not contracting regularly, it wouldn’t take much to get a labor party started. That night, before I went to bed, Holly shared that she was beginning to contract regularly 10 minutes apart…looks like it would be a long night.
I went to bed to get some sleep. Of course I woke up through the night anticipating that call of “Mo-om! It’s time!” That call came around 5:30 in the morning. So off we headed to the hospital, Ben, Holly and I, hopeful that the third time would be the charm.
Commence Occupy Labor and Delivery!
We claimed a room…
with a bed that just so happened seemed to be designed for a pregnant person.
Holly settled in and was monitored for the required hour, you know to show that she was indeed really in labor. Unlike last time, the contractions did not slow down or decrease in strength.
Holly handled them very well distracting her self with notifying those who needed to know that today would be the day.
Signing all the necessary admission paperwork made it really real. We were definitely occupying Labor and Delivery and definitely not leaving until there was a baby being born.
Holly had a saline lock put in place which was a compromise with the on call obstetrician who likes his patients to have an IV. He and the nursing staff had their IV access available IF needed and Holly was free to get up and do whatever felt comfortable to her. Apparently it was odd for a woman who was dilated 6 centimeters and in active labor to be roaming the halls of the hospital laughing and talking and every few minutes stopping to grip the rails along the hallway. At least that is what we concluded given the reaction of pretty much EVERYONE…L & D staff, housekeeping, visitors, random obstetricians walking by.
“She’s dilated to SIX and she is up and walking!!”
It is here where I smile proudly and declare my daughter is a laboring rock star who listens to her body and responds accordingly. She also has a kick-ass doula/mom who never left her side except to go potty…twice…and she has an amazing husband who just followed supporting his lovely bride anyway she wanted.
Things slowed down a little just in time for us to catch an old acquaintance of Holly’s, Hunter Moore, on Anderson Cooper. Holly reported that he gained weight but he remains just as much of a douche-bag as he was when she first met him. By the end of the show, Holly’s contractions pretty much had stalled. She only felt cramping or pressure when she was standing or walking but she was feeling a little tired and frustrated that she hadn’t progressed past 7 centimeters. Her nurse suggested that since it was “slow” maybe she should just take advantage of the “quiet” and crawl into bed, turn off the lights, close her eyes and sleep or rest for an hour or until things picked up.
Yeah, she said “slow” and “quiet” in one sentence. I think she did it on purpose because nurses don’t say “slow” or “quiet” because of the results that come from it.
Soon enough, things got busy. Suddenly Holly’s contractions returned with a vengeance. She decided to get up and get in the shower where the contractions became even more frequent and stronger. There in the shower she said she really wanted to talk to the nurse about having something for pain. I called the nurse, who was of course very busy helping with a new admission just across the hall. She broke away and came over. Before considering anything for pain, she checks Holly. Guess who was 9+ centimeters with just a lip?
Soon enough Holly was starting to push and the nurse was yelling for the doctor who was just across the hall working on the new busy admission who was also his patient. With three great pushes, out came Fallon and yes she was an amazing, beautiful sight to behold.
It is an emotionally overwhelming thing witnessing the birth of a baby for your very first time and it showed on the faces of Ben, his grandfather and his mother.
All was indeed well so Holly could just relax a little and become acquainted with the person she knew so intimately living and growing inside her now on the outside.
She looked so much like Hazel except OMG where did she get all that HAIR??!!
The expressions on the faces of Ben, his mother and his grandfather when Fallon took her first breath were indeed breath-taking but soon came yet another moment like that…when Hazel met her baby sister for the very first time.
Truly a breath-taking moment.
Welcome to the world and to our family circus, Fallon Elizabeth, born 11-22-11 at 5:42 P.M.