5 Days Until Bryan's Departure
As directed, I called the hospital at 5am on Thursday morning to see what time I was to come to the hospital. The woman who answers tells me there are 4 women being induced that morning and the beds are first come first serve - can I be there by 6am?
You bet.
I notify auntie Robbie to let her know that it's a green light and to come over to sit with Jack until he wakes. Bryan and I quickly got ready and drove the 7.4 miles to the hospital. (I honestly thought it was closer to our house than that)
Holy crap. We were going to do this! We were going to have ANOTHER baby. I still really hadn't come to terms that we were pregnant again. Excited? Of course. Was it surreal? Absolutely.
We arrive at East Georgia Regional Medical Center at 5:58am. We were the first ones there. Jackpot.
We check in and fill out the same paperwork that we did 6 days prior.
They showed us to a room, I redressed into a hospital gown and before I knew it, the IV was stuck into my hand and the Pitocin started to drip. (6:30am)
Were we really about to do this? Was I ready? I had to be. But Bryan was leaving. Can I handle two kids? By myself? Oh boy. Sidenote: Small town fun. My nurse, Leah and I were in English 1101 & 1102 together. Not only did we write short stories together ... but she now has seen and probed every inch of me. Never saw that one coming when I was 19.
However, at 19 I ALSO never saw sitting in a labor and delivery room with Bryan Neal coming either. ha.
7:45am
They break my water and offer an epidural. I'm not sure where I was during my delivery with Jack - but I thought epidurals had the opportunity to wear out. So, in my head I wanted to wait a little but to avoid the chance of that happening. But little did I remember, the epidural stayed in - and they could continue to give me drugs.
Lindsay and Robbie arrive. I listen to Lindsay, Robbie and Bryan chat away while I clench my way through some contractions.
Fine. Give me the epidural now.
Enter the anesthesiologist. I sit and feel him prod around my back. I feel pain in my left side. Bryan tells me later the man put a drill bit in my back and that he seemed rather clumsy (not the word you want to hear describing your anesthesiologist)
My left side goes numb. I refer to my left leg as dead - literally. I had no control over it. Pain goes shooting through my right side. Manageable at first; but not for long. Leah adjusted the pain killer - still can't feel my left leg, and can feel every movement on my right; it almost felt amplified. I had the opportunity to have the anesthesiologist tinker with my epidural - only if I hadn't dilated by 6. Good news - I was at 5. Mr. Clumsy comes back in, baffled. He asks some questions, where it hurts, etc. The next thing I know, he's removed my epidural and I'm getting another one. Two epidurals for LBN2. If this second one didn't work - there was nothing else they could do. I'd have to deal with it.
I felt another contraction. Crap. I think I felt a total of 3 contractions before I fell asleep with a smile on my face. I was totally numb and relaxed. I'd wake up to Robbie asking me - Whoa, can you feel that one?
Before I knew it Robbie said my contractions were off the chart. I thought I felt a little pressure, but I wasn't 100% sure. Robbie insisted we get the nurse. Leah came in and check to see where I was dilated - and it was GO time. Baby was here - not time to waste.
Dr. O arrives, tables and instruments are being wheeled in. So many things I didn't remember about Jack's delivery. I was so numb they had to place my legs in the stirrups. I couldn't believe it. It made it kind of hard to push because I couldn't feel anything. But hey, I couldn't feel anything - so I really can't complain. I'd say Luke arrived after about 4 huge pushes. It wasn't too difficult. I've been blessed with easy pregnancies and easy deliveries.
And I was in love the second I met him.
Later that day, Auntie Robbie picked up Jack from school and brought him to meet his new baby brother. Jack marched right in. It was love at first site. Jack now likes to go to sleep next to his baby brother. He doesn't like to leave the house without him. I catch Jack giving Luke hugs, covering him up, smothering him with kisses, offering him pacis and bottles...
I don't want to jinx myself - but I think they are going to be the best of friends.
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